Qiao Yiqing clearly saw that the person on the couch moved and seemed to have found a more comfortable position.

There was silence for a while, and the other party made no move to speak.

Qiao Yiqing frowned slightly, cupped her fists and said, "May I ask your surname?"

"My master is resting. If there is any negligence, please forgive me." The servant who ushered her in stepped forward to explain.

"This is strange. Your master invited me on board the ship, but he was sleeping. What kind of hospitality is this?" Qiao Yiqing was angry.

"Haha, don't worry, miss. Once the beauty pageant starts, my master will spend a lot of money to support the miss." The servant was calm and composed, without any panic.

Qiao Yiqing raised her eyebrows, a little confused: "I don't think I said I wanted to participate in the beauty pageant."

"It's true that the lady didn't say it, but participating in the beauty pageant is beneficial to the lady. There is no reason for the lady to refuse."

Seeing a servant who was so confident and spoke in an extraordinary way, Qiao Yiqing felt quite fond of him.

Indeed, this beauty pageant would be beneficial to her current situation.

She currently wants to raise a sum of funds to build a shop and open up the road to prepare for future development. Now, being rewarded by a beauty pageant is like giving timely help.

"It seems that your master has great confidence in me."

"Haha, the master's vision is always right. Miss, feel free to take the stage."

"Okay, in that case, I would rather obey your orders than respect you. But I can't guarantee that I will win the prize."

"Don't worry, no matter what the outcome is, Miss will have her own benefits."

Hearing his assurance, Qiao Yiqing didn't show any pretense, nodded and followed the maid they arranged to dress up in the back room.

After a while, the maids finished dressing up according to Qiao Yiqing's instructions.

Looking at Qiao Yiqing, who was dressed like a fairy, the servant looked a little confused.

At this time, Zizhu rubbed his eyes exaggeratedly, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and his eyeballs almost fell out.

"Are you still Zizhu's young lady?" Zizhu exclaimed in disbelief. She would probably believe it without hesitation if others told her that she was a goddess sent by God.

Qiao Yiqing chuckled lightly when she heard this, but did not answer her words.

After Zizhu reminded her, the servant next to her quickly came to her senses, put away her fiery gaze, and said respectfully: "What talent are you planning to perform, Miss?"

Qiao Yiqing looked around and saw an iron kettle placed on a round table not far away. Her eyes moved and she became interested.

In this era, everyone is tired of watching music, chess, calligraphy, painting and dancing. She will come up with something fresh today, which is guaranteed to make these ancient people stunned.

She pointed to the iron kettle and told the servant: "Scrape some iron filings from that iron kettle."

"Iron filings? What do you use them for, Miss?" The servant looked at the iron kettle with a puzzled face.

"You can use it later." Qiao Yiqing was too lazy to explain. After weighing it, she had an idea in her mind. She counted on her fingers: "Please help me prepare a few more pieces of white paper, two pieces of red paper, and ten candles.

, a porcelain plate, a handkerchief, a glass of water, a bottle of wine, a thin white thread, a folding fan and a throw of veil."

Hearing this, the servant was even more confused as to why a talent show needed so many things.

"Okay, bring it to me quickly, I still need to prepare for a while." Qiao Yiqing heard the music of the piano in the middle of the lake, and thought it was the beauty pageant starting, so she hurriedly urged.

The servant was not very talkative and hurriedly left to make arrangements.

He moved very quickly, and soon, everything was placed in front of Qiao Yiqing.

Qiao Yiqing tore up two or three pieces of white paper and cut them into small snowflakes. Then she used a piece of intact white paper to wrap all the snowflakes into a square smaller than the handle of the folding fan, and then wrapped it with white thin thread.

Tie it up, and tie the other end of the string to the fan handle.
Chapter completed!