Later, I went to the cloth shop. Perhaps as the year approached, the shop was doing well, and the owner hired a man who was fifteen or sixteen to help.

The man had a round head and a round head. He looked at the festive celebration. He didn't know the two of them and said sweetly, "Miss, what do you want to buy? We just released a new style of ready-to-wear clothes. Do you want to take a look?"

Lin Qiao smiled and said, "If you don't sell, I'll find a boss."

At this time, the boss put down what he had done and walked over, "Xiaoxian, go and do it, I'll do it here."

After saying that, she looked at Lin Qiao, smiled and said, "I thought you were not here anymore."

"During this time, my family was busy preparing New Year's goods, so I didn't go to the town much." Lin Qiao gave her the drawings.

After taking it, the boss looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but praise her, "Your hand is such a coincidence."

"But unfortunately, the embroiderer couldn't embroider it. It was at most 70% or 80% similar. I liked the last time the pear blossom jacket, but it turned out that it was not very good-looking." As she said that, she turned her head slightly and signaled her to look at the hanging pear blossom jacket.

The pear blossoms are not as vivid as pictures on the jacket, but they are a bit dull and cumbersome.

Not very good-looking.

Lin Qiao pointed out the problem at a glance, "The boss should not use coarse hemp. Coarse hemp itself is thicker, and it will be abrupt with embroidery."

The pattern of pear blossoms is relatively complex, and it is thicker if you pile a piece of needles and threads.

The boss said distressedly: "I thought that I didn't buy fine cotton ready-made clothes in the town, so I used cheap coarse hemp."

"I made more than a dozen pieces, and if I didn't sell them, I would lose a lot."

Lin Qiao thought about it for a while, "It's almost done if you change the pattern. My boss, please borrow some pen and ink."

The boss nodded quickly, then went to get the pen and ink. After Lin Qiao took it, she stopped for a while and started writing quickly. The pattern was outlined. She thought for a while and noted the color of the needle and thread next to her.

The woman's font is graceful and elegant.

The owner next to him was surprised and praised: "You are so well written."

Lin Qiao paused, "..."

The original body cannot write.

She looked unrestrained and looked a little embarrassed, "My uncle often practices calligraphy at home, so I followed her secretly." As she said that, she deliberately added a little more yellow characters.

"Oh." Seeing that she had written a typo, the boss had no doubts and quickly focused on the drawings again.

Song Tingfan did not doubt his sister-in-law at all. His eyes were very bright, and he looked like "sister-in-law is so amazing".

Yu Guang was observing what he was reacting to Lin Qiao, "..."

She was too worried.

The villain's IQ is as easy to fool as a three-year-old child.

The owner looked at the drawings for a while, and looked at Lin Qiao and said, "You go to the embroidery workshop with me. I'm afraid that what I said is different from what you think. It's easy to get rid of the material after making changes."

After taking other people's money, I still have to help with this job, Lin Qiao nodded.

The boss looked at Song Tingfan and enthusiastically grabbed the sweet melon seeds for him, "Sit here and play, your sister-in-law goes out with me and will be back soon."

Song Tingfan pursed his lips and looked straight at Lin Qiao. Lin Qiao couldn't stand his appearance the most, and said with a smile to the boss: "He's with me, I won't go back here later, just drive the donkey cart back."

The boss thought for a while and nodded, "Sure, I'll pay you the silver first. The ten patterns are 5 taels of silver, plus the one just now is 5 taels of silver."

"No need, the boss will give you five taels."

"Oh, take it, the cold winter is coming, so buy more food for yourself. By the way, it's almost New Year's Day. You can take these work back and eat. Don't mess around, just eat it for you."

Working is just about some melon seeds, peanuts, and some sugar.

She said this, but Lin Qiao couldn't refuse any more. She took it openly and put it in the backpack, "Thank you, boss."

"What are you grateful for? If you want to write, draw a few more pictures." The boss thought that he had made a lot of money recently, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Of course it can't be eaten with such drawings, but she has the means to sell it to other fabric shops.

Of course not sold all.

...

The embroidery workshop is very close to the entrance of the town, and is a yard converted into an embroidery workshop with five or six embroidery ladies.

Lin Qiao's eyes fell on the loom on the edge, and the "crack" was not running straight, "or did the owner's cloth weave it on his own?"

"It's just a few. Occasionally, the wealthy families asked me to process the thread. This is the good thread that the pavilion boss took yesterday. The thread is really expensive, and it costs 100 yuan for a small handful."

The boss walked over to see the weaving situation, and asked the weaving embroiderer with concern, and said, "Concentrate, don't weaving it, we can't afford to compensate."

The cheap thread is only one piece at a time, and one hundred pieces is really expensive. Lin Qiao couldn't help but smash her tongue.

Song Tingfan followed her sight and landed on the loom. He looked carefully for a while and remembered it in his heart.

Soon the boss asked the embroiderer who made clothes to stop working and asked Lin Qiao to tell them how to change the pattern.

Looking at his sister-in-law's gentle side face, her red lips opened and closed, and she was saying something seriously. Sometimes Song Tingfan would think that if his sister-in-law had not married into the Song family, she would definitely be doing well.

My sister-in-law is beautiful and capable.

This picture made me feel a little sour inexplicably. He still wanted his sister-in-law to marry his family.

The Master always taught them that gentlemen should not be selfish and should be able to stand between heaven and earth with broad mind.

Then he is not a gentleman anymore, and he doesn't want to be a gentleman either.

After staying for more than half an hour, Lin Qiao said she had fucked her mouth and couldn't help licking her lips, "Boss, we'll go back."

The boss nodded and glanced at Song Tingfan, "Your uncle is quite obedient, he doesn't make any noise or make trouble."

Lin Qiao turned her head and saw the boy standing obediently, looking at her with her deep phoenix eyes motionlessly.

She felt a little distressed for no reason, "He is more sensible."

A twelve-year-old child must have endured a lot of things to be so sensible, and no one has been sensible from the beginning.

"It's better to be sensible, otherwise there will be a headache." The boss praised.

Lin Qiao nodded, then said and took Song Tingfan away.

While waiting for the donkey cart at the entrance of the town, Song Tingfan ran to the tea stall and quickly brought a full bowl of tea. He walked very carefully and did not leak the tea.

"Sister-in-law, you drink it."

He just saw his sister-in-law licking her lips.

Lin Qiao was indeed thirsty, so she took it and drank half of it, leaving half for him, "I can't drink it anymore, uncle, you drink it."

Song Tingfan did not doubt her, and reached out to take it. Looking at the water stains somewhere on the mouth of the bowl, the tip of his ears became faintly hot.

He turned around, lowered his head and took a few sips. The tea bowl was gone, and he returned the bowl.

I haven't waited for the donkey cart for a long time, it's already late.

The snow that was about to stop suddenly started to fall again. Song Tingfan hurriedly took out an umbrella from his backpack and supported it.

After waiting for a while, the donkey cart from the next village came. Seven or eight women rushed up to take up the spot. The donkey cart almost flipped backwards.

The donkey carriage driver in front quickly suppressed the donkey, and then anxiously asked them to go down a few people, "I can't pull it, don't get on, the donkey carriages in the village next door just now have overturned."
Chapter completed!