Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 148 Makes You Sweet

  Such a sentence made the girl hold back her grievance.

   "Tell me about the embroidery workshop."

   After Shen Wei finished speaking, she added: "What happened after coming to Shengjing this time."

  Cui Yun's presence is too strong. The sound of tea making came from the house, adding fragrance to the room. After all, Errong didn't dare to look at the man the lady was facing.

   he said hastily.

   "There are 24 embroiderers here. Eighteen of them are not skilled in embroidery, but they have several years of experience. It's true that they are from our embroidery workshop, and there are two more—"

   One meal for two honors.

   "She is the embroiderer of Hunan embroidery in the embroidery workshop."

   "Their embroidery skills are not proficient, and the lady knows that our embroidery workshop mainly focuses on Suzhou embroidery. It's a shame, it's just to make up for it."

   When he said this, Shen Wei was already grimacing.

  She had already guessed what Shen Qu wanted.

  It is nothing more than using the immature Hunan embroidery techniques of these embroiderers to set off the eighteen pieces of Suzhou embroidery.

   But if you really love embroidery, every embroidery method has its own beauty, which is incomparable to embroiderers, and it is not allowed to use such despicable means to slander.

  Su embroidery is good, and Hunan embroidery is naturally not bad!

   "The other four were hired by Zhou's Embroidery Workshop at a high price, and the little mother's son didn't know what method was used. Zhou's family pointed at Sang Huai every day and vomited blood."

  Shen Hua had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

  Zhoujia Embroidery Workshop is an embroidery workshop in Fengzhou City that has been crushed by Shen's Embroidery Workshop every year.

  It is also true that some good embroidery products take several months, while others take several years. In just three days, it is nothing more than picking up the simplest designs and colors.

   In this way, there is no need for too many skills.

  Those embroiderers who are just getting started are not too bad.

   "Although a businessman is treacherous, it is rare for a businessman to be able to reach the level of Shen Qu."

   I happened to meet another shopkeeper of Juchao Pavilion who didn't understand embroidery. They were all mercenary villains, and they didn't make friends with one blow.

   "I know."

  Shen Wei: "Since you slipped out, go back early. If you stay too long, it will inevitably make shopkeeper Cheng suspicious."

"yes."

   Yicui leads Errong out. she asked after going out.

   "Is your mother okay?"

  Errong was grateful: "Thanks to the lady who gave me money last time, my old lady suffered a stroke, but she is still alive."

  Yi Cui lowered her eyes, and took out a bag of silver from her sleeve.

   "No, I can't ask for this anymore. I, Errong, am not a greedy person."

  Yi Cui spat at him: "Okay, your mother doesn't need to pay for her medical treatment. How can your monthly silver be enough? The lady will give it to you and keep it. Why do you refuse?"

  Errong took it over: "In the future, my wife will let me go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, and I will..."

  Yicui smiled.

  Thinking about him is indeed pitiful and true, and it is also true to win people's hearts.

  In the room, Shen Wei was restless.

   "I'm done, I'm going back."

   Cui Yun did not move

   "Taste my tea."

  He raised his hand and rolled up his wide sleeves, and lifted the teapot, only to see the fragrance of tea wafting in the room. After pouring two cups of tea, one was naturally for Shen Wei.

  Shen Wei glanced at the tea color: "It's rare that this small teahouse has such high-quality tea."

   "Know more."

   "Don't underestimate me, I know a lot."

  Shen Hua lowered her head to play with the beads on her wrist, seemingly unintentionally and indifferently: "If I'm not a girl who can manage the embroidery workshop, what's the matter with him, Shen Qu?"

  She said sullenly: "The rules are set, and the clan elders suppress it. It is obviously my father's property, but in the end it was cheaply given to outsiders, but I can't get a finger in it. A little bit of dissatisfaction is disobedience."

  Shen Wei was still brooding over what he heard just now.

  She has a small belly, and it takes a long time to remember even a little grudge.

  Cui Yun knew all about her embarrassment. There is no need to hide anything.

   "I am the most extreme person. If I can't get it myself, it will be ruined. Hou Ye might as well guess, how long can this embroidery workshop be in his hands?"

  Cui Yun's eyebrows and eyes are deeper than the moonlight.

  He naturally wouldn't guess. The man's sleeves were inadvertently creased, and he gently smoothed them patiently.

   "It's not his, no matter how coveted it is, it won't last long."

  Perhaps the girl looked pitiful, so it was rare for him to say more: "You won't be able to be proud in the court for too long. You don't need to worry too much."

  Shen Hua squinted her eyes: "What do you mean?"

   "The owner behind Yifengtang is not simple."

  She nodded: "I have checked, the owners of Yifengtang and Juchao Pavilion are ordinary merchants, and they can establish a firm foothold in Shengjing, so they naturally have some contacts."

   She wanted to say something, but she paused suddenly.

   "Hou Ye means that the real owner of Yifengtang is someone else?"

  Cui Yun added another cup of tea.

   "The better the sales of Juchaoge's embroidery, the more people will get into the hands of Yifengtang."

  And Yifengtang will drag Juchao Pavilion into **** at the best time.

  Shen Hua was stunned and didn't say a word, and she stopped drinking tea. She was very measured, and didn't ask further questions, so she suppressed her surprise and turned around to drink again. The taste of the wine was very weak, and I don't know how much water was added, so only Wei Yingying could get drunk.

  Shen Hua pursed her lips, feeling much better after hearing it.

  She didn't struggle too much, but suddenly changed the subject.

   "You said, is the third prince simple?"

   Cui Yun frowned and raised her eyes, looking at her fixedly. Without waiting for his response, Shen Hua said to herself.

   "He looks really skinny. He doesn't talk much when he is silent, and he is afraid of strangers when he looks at him."

   "But he hugged Wei Yingying effortlessly."

  Shen Hua was a little excited, feeling that she had discovered the secret: "Did you see it! He hugged it with one hand!"

  Cui Yun was silent for a while.

   "Is it hard?"

But facing the girl's shining eyes, he said in a calm manner: "He has been bullied every day these years, and he has displeased the nobles. Been there. A lady Wei is nothing to him."

oh.

Fine.

  Shen Hua pursed her lips.

  She lowered her head and continued to move the beads. But he never noticed the dark color flashing in Cui Yun's eyes.

  Ji Transcript is the best among the princes.

  Of course, after Concubine Shao's accident, she kept claiming to be sick and didn't like to show up too often. When she was about to be sent as a proton, he didn't ask for mercy once.

  If this kind of person is suppressed and tempered, he will let it go. If he comes back with hatred, Shengjing will finally become interesting again.

   After a cup of tea was finished, the two got up, and Shen Wei followed behind Cui Yun. The girl was tired, and became listless again.

  She tugged on her handkerchief, hurting the tenderness of spring and autumn: "Life is so hard."

   I don't know if she is talking about herself or Ji Tran.

   Cui Yun paused, and Shen Wei was caught off guard and almost bumped into it. The slender hands subconsciously clenched the man's arm.

   "Let go."

"oh."

  Shen Hua thought he was really boring.

   She stretched out her index finger and thumb first, and then let go of her middle finger, pulling away one by one.

  Cui Yun felt as if his heart was scratched by a feather, neither serious nor serious, but uncomfortable.

  The man stared at her for a long time: "Do you still want to eat the pastries from last time?"

  Cui Yun: "Let you sweeten your mouth."

  (end of this chapter)