Xizi didn't say much in the carriage when he went back.

There were only Xiaoxiao and Xizi in the carriage. Xia Liang had a weak spleen and stomach, and ate cheese and watered cherries again. He took his own carriage to go back to Xia's house. He made an appointment with Xiaoxiao to discuss with Ruan's family about printing the four-season calendar.

The carriage had already driven to the suburbs, with a little bumpy bump. Xizi was stunning by the window, and the gauze curtains of the rainy gauze were like wine flags of the Sui Dynasty under the sunset.

"Only in one game, you were caught by a mere piece of paper." Xiaoxiao took out the target lens and took photos of Xizi.

Xizi glanced at the face in his glasses, and because there was a cloud of sorrow in his eyes, it was far from the brilliance of the road when he came. He sighed and looked out the window: "When I was seven years old, a fortune teller came to my family. At that time, my grandmother was still alive. She wrote these letters to her, so she asked the fortune teller to calculate all the family members according to her birth date."

The voice is lonely, and hesitates quietly in the dusk outside the country.

"It seems that I can't calculate it for you." Xiaoxiao said what he wanted to say.

Xizi suddenly smiled and seemed to be self-deprecating: "I will die if I say that I am different from beauty, but I will never live to be sixteen years old."

Unexpectedly, the fortune teller is so cruel. He is so beautiful and has a weak life, which is probably the most unpredictable curse in the world.

"Why listen to his evil words?" Xiaoxiao said indifferently: "I have died once, nothing is scary."

Xizi looked at him with some confusion.

"When I was in Zhaozhou, I fell off a very high ladder and stopped breathing on the spot. Look, aren't you jumping around now?" Xiaoxiao said lightly, "It's not that easy to die."

Xizi smiled reluctantly, and his wet palm rested on the back of Xiaoxiao's hand.

Xiaoxiao rarely comforts anyone, but at this moment she said patiently: "For example, are the flower papers today, and others are all very good? If you think about it, Senior Aman has feelings for her and cannot live a lifetime. Senior Liang is either vulgar or lonely, and Senior Qiu is also full of snow."

Xizi finally couldn't hold on and laughed.

Xiaoxiao continued, "My one seems to be a good sign, but if you follow the 'no fear and worry' statement... the premise must be that there must be something that makes people worry so that you can temper your attitude of not being afraid or worry."

Xizi looked at him thoughtfully and smiled: "You are open-minded."

Xiaoxiao: "You surprised me."

“What?”

"When did you fall in love with that plaid? For those plaids, I was laughed at by the girls a lot, and I couldn't say it out." Seeing Xizi's mood improve, Xiaoxiao naturally changed the topic.

Xizi thought for a while and said, "I saw it by chance in Haiyi Pavilion, and I think it looks good."

"Haiyi Pavilion?" Xiaoxiao looked surprised, "You saw the plaid in Haiyi Pavilion? It was clearly a new look that I asked the weavers to do in private, so how could it appear in Haiyi Pavilion? I have never seen it for the people in the shop."

Xizi had a little teasing at the corner of her mouth. It seemed that Yun Yi was indeed not kind. Maybe she was the one who decided to put these immature plaids into the booklet. Then whenever the guest saw it, she would criticize the story of the "Young Master" indirectly.

"Anyway, there are several types of tartans in the booklet of Haiyi Pavilion." Xizi said that it was a way to make Yingyuan notice Yun Yi with this reason. As for the matter of "Young Master", Xizi couldn't say it. He was thin-skinned and was afraid that Yingyuan would be thinner. Fortunately, Yingyuan was smart and could always understand something.

Sure enough, Xiaoxiao asked, "Which master was there when you went there that day?"

"That person with the surname Yun." Xizi was too lazy to call her master.

Xiaoxiao suddenly chuckled: "She said this plaid is ugly?"

"Um……"

"So, do you want to use these cloths to make beautiful clothes?"

"Yeah." Nishiko hesitated for a while, "I ordered a hundred pieces at once."

"One hundred?!" Xiaoxiao was even more surprised, "Then you don't even have to buy a dowry. Just wear these plaid skirts for the rest of your life!"

"I'm going to settle the hundred pieces of water you splashed out when you say it," Xizi looked unquestionable, "so I discussed with you to see what to do with these cloths."

Xiaoxiao raised her cheek and frowned, thinking for a while: "Have you chosen the specific look?"

"I didn't have it. I left the deposit that day." I remembered that day, I did a pretty job and walked freely. As for where a hundred pieces of cloth was used, I didn't even think about it. At that time, I thought it was worth it even if I was all used as a bag. But if I really had a bag, I was afraid of hurting Yingyuan, so I asked her, the "designer" to discuss it.

Xiaoxiao once thought about the purpose of plaid cloth in ancient costumes, but it is indeed difficult to match: "To be honest, I have tried to cut clothes with these cloths. At present, the only thing that can be accepted by the world is probably Bi Jia."

"Bijia?"

Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully and looked at his friend with black eyes: "There is a way to use up all these hundred pieces of cloth at once. Maybe one hundred pieces is not enough."

"I know you have many ways!" Xizi praised before he heard the solution.

Xiaoxiao kept it a secret: "Imagine a tight short armor with a white muslin base, with a thin pink and tender willow-colored plaid on it..."

"Paired with pearl white underwear, rose-red or green skirts, you can all be worth it!" Xizi nodded, "It's good, but we can only make one or two pieces of clothing, at most add a piece of cotton to a piece of paper, so how many feet of cloth can we pull?"

Xiaoxiao did not answer her directly, but asked back, "Tell me, what are the characteristics of this plaid?"

Xizi thought for a long time before he said, "It's different?"

Xiaoxiao guided: "In terms of patterns, the nobleness of tangled flowers and the freshness of tangled flowers, what about this plaid?"

Xizi didn't play a puzzle in front of Xiaoxiao, and said bluntly: "I'm afraid it's only neat. Just like the window lattice with tic toe grids, although it is not as exquisite as ice cracks and rich as step by step, the victory is simple, neat and generous."

"Okay!" Xiaoxiao clapped her hands gently, "What we want is this simple, neat and generous."

Xizi still wondered.

Xiaoxiao said, "In June, in addition to you masters buying new clothes, those servants must also have uniform clothing, right?"

"Oh~" Xizi suddenly realized, "What you mean is to wear plaids and armor for the people!"

"Isn't the outfit we just mentioned just for maids to wear? As for the mothers, they can wear dark colors. And the servants can choose masculine colors, blue sky and other things. Anyway, you don't say you have exactly the same plaid pattern for one hundred pieces."

"Yes," Xizi sighed happily, "It's really worthy of Yingyuan, there's the best way!"

Xiaoxiao laughed at herself: "I made the plaid cloth, so I have to find a way to solve it."

As for the rose banquet more than a month later, it was still talked about because it made too many things famous and created too many miracles, many years later. Including the neat and alternative plaids visible to the full banquet, it has also become a memorable landscape. No one in Haiyi Pavilion did not expect that the main fashion show in the shop in the second half of the year had always been around the plaid of the "Shaodongjia" and its miraculous lasting time, it turned into a synonym for the simplicity and elegance of the Yuanlong Dynasty.

This is the future story, let’s go back to the carriage and hear what the heroine and her best friend have talked about.

"Yingyuan, our family's rose banquet this time is probably going to be held." Xizi said.

"Didn't you keep saying that you want to do it in big way?"

"Okay, it's going to be a big deal." Xizi used Xiaoxiao's usual vocabulary.

"It seems that your family has finally understood the huge commercial promotional value of Rose Banquet." Xiaoxiao looked like a childish and sensible expression.

Xizi said: "To put it, it also comes from a rose from our Wen family. You came to my house a while ago and couldn't see those strange flowers and plants with you."

Oh, by the way, Xizi was going to accompany Xiaoxiao Ruicai to watch the flowers, but who knew that someone came to the house to beat Qiufeng and took away all the pillows and chopsticks. Xiaoxiao still remembers this.

"My third brother has newly cultivated a rare rose. The people who bought flowers in the palace selected the flower into the palace. Who knew that the Empress Dowager's green eyes?" Xizi said word by word, his voice lowered and he leaned closer to his smiley ear: "I've given a plaque."

"Oh, this is amazing." Xiaoxiao sighed. Empress Dowager, that's the emperor's mother! She didn't see much of the palace fights, but those queens and concubines, such as Qiu Lipin of this dynasty, had to live a life with her face, right?

"The rose banquet at the beginning was just a small party in our flower art club," Xizi looked at him and smiled, and suddenly remembered: "It's your idea to say that it's your idea! I remember Wen Yi and the others said that it was the trick you, the fifth sister, gave."

It turned out that the 'culprit' was myself, so why did he alarm the Empress Dowager Lafayette?

"Later, my mother thought about holding a blind date and flower banquet. We were also interested in making fun, and it became bigger and bigger," Xizi smiled. "Now, there is a plaque given by the Empress Dowager, and my father is determined to invite all the merchants in Kyoto!"

"Good guy! In other words, not only are we young people blind dates? We also want to invite parents?"

"Maybe we have to invite the elders of the family together!"

Xiaoxiao exclaimed again: "Our Tang family alone is only dozens of people! Every master of the family always has to take the girl Changsui. After all, I'm afraid there will be tens of thousands of people in the capital gathering in Wen's family!"

Emma, ​​this is too spectacular!

"Not that, it's even more troublesome. My father gave the whole responsibility to our brothers and sisters." Xizi looked like he was on his shoulders, "It's all about paying money from the account when using it."

Dad Wen, your heart is so big! You can leave it to your dwarf and princess with the largest businessmen association of tens of thousands of people?

"Fortunately, you are here with Yingyuan," Xizi held his smiley hand tightly as if he was catching a life-saving straw. "Fortunately, I have it? Brother, he can help us."

We? Xiaoxiao admired Xizi's employing tactics and immediately classified himself as a member of the organizer of the rose banquet.

"My mother likes you the most, I must thank you very much!" A very natural turn, and then we started talking about treatment. Modern headhunters should learn from this ancient beauty.

Xiaoxiao was very straightforward: "I don't want money."

Xizi looked at Xiaoxiao with hope: You can just say whatever you want.

Xiaoxiao didn't think: "I want an advertisement and put my advertisement in it."

Xizi: Did I eat too much ice cheese and cherries? Why can’t I understand what she said?

"I have all the invitations and additional brochures to make. Many things need to be presented in advance to attract attention. These appearances must be named from the source, such as: Grid Bijia, hosted by Haiyige; Rose biscuits, from Tangjia Food List..."

Xizi nodded: "What's the difficulty? Just write it as you said!"

Xiaoxiao suddenly felt excited, it was so impressive. Such a large-scale advertising implant makes people full of energy!
Chapter completed!