Fragrance Returned

Ding Lichun was slightly stunned, why was there another stick of Honey Zhixiang?

Ding Zhao explained, "Later Feifei took another one home. I saw those broken stones when I went up the mountain."

Ding Lichun didn't think much about breaking the stone. Hearing that there was one more stick of the most valuable honey balm, he grinned with joy.

Ding Xiang said again, "Grandpa, after selling the honey balm, buy some fine silk and silk threads. Aunt Gong will tell you where to buy them, and she will also write to her friends over there."

The top quality buttons and ready-made clothes must use the top quality silk and embroidery thread.

Maybe we can open the shop next spring.

As for how her family could afford to buy a shop and open an embroidery workshop, her family only sold half of the Ganoderma lucidum to the county medical center and sold the other half to a southern businessman for more than a thousand taels.

Besides, my grandfather was famous for his good craftsmanship, and the copper ornaments he made were sold for a lot of money.

When the embroidery shop opens, the money earned from selling the honey and fat incense will be earned by the embroidery shop, and you can spend it however you want.

Outsiders would never imagine that the weaving and embroidery workshop was not only a place where her family made money, but also a place where money was laundered.

Ding Xiang smiled happily thinking of the good days in the future.

Ding Zhuang's face became serious again, "When I come back, I will erect the tombs of Chizi and Tang, and then divide the family. From now on, your family, Zhaozi, will be the head of the family. However, it will cost a lot of money, or the family will If something big happens, you must discuss it with me before doing it."

Ding Zhao was also willing to separate the family, but he felt uncomfortable thinking about his father living with his second wife, even if they lived together.

"Dad..." His nose was a little sore.

Ding Zhuang waved his big hand and said, "Don't act like a sissy, just do it like this."

The weather is getting colder and even colder in the mountains.

Every day Ding Zhuang takes Feifei to play in the mountains, but not Ding Xiang.

On the sixth day of October, Ding Zhuang and Ding Lichun followed a escort team to Wucheng in the south of the Yangtze River.

Their theory was that Ding Zhuang bought some good copper-covered goods and wanted to take them to Jiangnan and sell them at a good price. He had never seen the world in his life, so while he could move, his grandson went to escort the escort again to see the wealth of Jiangnan.

It is better to go to Jiangnan Road in this weather. The weather is not very cold and there are few rainy days. Most of the journey is by boat, and only half is by land.

Two sticks of nectar, one red and one brown, were packed in a sealed copper box, and the copper box was packed in a wooden box.

This way the aroma will not overflow, and it is also consistent with Ding Zhuang's argument for going to Wucheng to sell copper ornaments.

Of course, Ding Xiang assigned her eldest brother another secret mission, which was to buy Prince Consort Xun's book.

Afraid that he would not have enough money, Ding Xiang also gave him ten taels of silver.

Ding Lichun confiscated it and said with a smile, "As long as I tell you to buy something for my sister, no matter how expensive my grandfather is, he will take the money."

He also smartly believed that the reason why his sister was "persisting" on Prince Consort Xun was because his grandfather liked to talk about the female Prince Consort.

After sending her grandfather and eldest brother away in the morning, Dingxiang became listless and sat in a daze in the room with Feifei in her arms.

Ling'er teased her to talk, but she didn't want to say anything.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Gong invited Dingxiang and Mrs. Zhang into her hut again.

She put the newly made half-breasted arms on Lilac. Half of the arms are made of azure nine-silk silk, the buckle is an orange chrysanthemum buckle, and the neckline is also embroidered with a circle of yellow twining flowers.

The Zhang family, the Yang Hu family, and Ling'er had bulging eyes.

They knew that buttons would look beautiful when sewn on clothes, but they didn't expect them to be so beautiful.

The buckles are different from embroidery. Embroidery is embroidered on the clothes, and the buckles protrude like a few bright chrysanthemums blooming on the skirt, which is very fresh.

It also serves as a strap.

Even more so, Ding Xiang’s little face was as bright as the jade snow, as bright as a spring flower.

The half-arms are made a bit too big, so I’ll wait until next year when the buckles come out before wearing them.

Mrs. Gong clicked her tongue and praised, "Sister is so beautiful. I went from Jiangnan to Jiaodong and met a lot of people in the embroidery workshop, so I have some experience. Those ladies from official families and businessmen have no talent like my sister."

Her compliment made Zhang smile even deeper.

Mrs. Gong added, "Sister, I am young, so the buckles will look better if they are of a younger color. If it is adult clothes, the buckles will look better if they are darker than the clothes. This kind of buckles will definitely sell well, and the embroidery shop will be better than the previous Jiusi. It doesn’t matter how many floors the embroidery workshop goes up, its reputation will spread all over the country..."

Ding Xiang nodded repeatedly, and she thought so too.

Mr. Gong is a general manager who understands both technology and management. He will not change jobs even if the contract is in his hands. With her on the team, as the chairman, I can worry less.

With this episode, Ding Xiang's depressed mood improved a little.

In the afternoon, Yang Hu's family, who went shopping in town, brought back a small purse for Ding Xiang.

He smiled and said, "The fourth rich man made this with those scraps of silk. It's very beautiful."

The purse is very small, only half the size of an adult's hand. It is made of fabrics of several colors. It is very unique and beautiful. It's just that the stitching is not good, uneven, and a little twisted in some places.

For a six-year-old boy to make it, it is already very impressive.

There were several small flowers in the purse. Ding Sifu made them from rags and asked the iron shop clerk to wrap them with wire. Although the workmanship is average, the color combination is good, and the silk fabric is very delicate and beautiful.

Ding Sifu is a natural tailor and understands aesthetics. We strive to train him to become the chief designer of the weaving and embroidery workshop.

After selling the honey paste, the family will have a huge sum of money. Ask someone to go to the medical clinic to inquire about whether his lameness can be cured.

Ding Sifu suffered a broken thigh for three months and is now six and a half years old. Not only is his lame leg long and crooked, it is also thinner and shorter than his right leg. Even with treatment, it is impossible to completely stop lameness. I hope it will get better and grow taller.

Ding Xiang took the purse and two strings that Ding Sifu had made before and went to the west wing and said to Gong, "Aunt Gong, help me find an apprentice. When the shop opens, he will learn the craftsmanship from you in the shop." .”

Mr. Gong was surprised when he heard that the purse was made by a six-year-old boy. When I heard about Ding Sifu's experience, I felt very sympathetic.

He said, "Looking at his age and his skills, God has rewarded him with this food. Don't worry, sister, I will definitely teach him the housekeeping skills. If I train him, it will be easier for me."

My daughter will follow the young master and will not focus on the needlework. It is time for her to find an apprentice.

Ding Xiang asked Yang Hu's family to use the rags left over from making clothes and buckles for Ding Sifu to practice his skills.

Ding Zhen and Xia Sanfen came to play, and Ding Xiang gave them the flowers. He asked not to say that it was Ding Sifu who did it, for fear that Mrs. Wang would have other ideas if she knew her son had a good craftsmanship.

The two little girls liked it very much and immediately inserted it into their heads.

Ding Zhao was very busy when he first took office, and Ding Liren was busy working hard, so no one took Feifei to play in the mountains.

It has been uncomfortable and irritable at home, and Lilac is unwilling to keep it tied up at home.

Feifei’s real home is the sky and Jitou Peak.

As long as it can treat this place as its second home, treat itself as a relative, come back to visit from time to time, and go home to rest when it is tired, then let it be free.