Customized private training: the president is addicted to pets

If it wasn't for his father's insistence that he could only accept three tables a day, the place would have been crowded long ago. I don't know how many guests asked the old man to receive a few more tables. It would be difficult to line up every day.

Qinyuan's appointments are almost scheduled for the end of next year, but the old man is so complacent that he tells him when Qinyuan's appointments are scheduled every time he calls.

Mr. Gu is proud now. He asked you to learn from me or not. After marrying a wife, you know the benefits of being able to cook. Aojiao waved Gu Xibei away and said, "What are you doing here? You don't disdain to learn from me. The craftsmanship, go back and go back."

"Isn't it figured out that I want to inherit your mantle?" Gu Xibei nimbly dodged the old man's hand and said with a smile.

The two bickered all the way to the kitchen, and Lin Qingyue was there with Meizhi. Meizhi took out a pile of wool and a half-knit sweater from the side of the table like a magic trick.

Putting it on her lap, Meizhi knitted it quickly, her hands kept moving, and said in her mouth: "I have to hurry up and knit it well, the old man's birthday is coming soon, he likes to wear the sweater I knitted for him , the weather is cold after finishing it, so it’s just right to wear it.”

She hasn't knit a sweater for a long time, and she can't see clearly when she is old. The old man is afraid that she will accidentally hurt her hands. She knits sweaters with sharp sweater needles, which may hurt her if she is not careful.

This time I want to knit a sweater for him not only as a gift, but also because the sweater I knitted for him last time has been worn for a long time, and it is no longer warm, so I don’t want to ask him to wear anything else.

Lin Qingyue sat down on the chair next to Meizhi in amazement, staring at the movements of Meizhi's hands seriously, his hands were a little ready to move, and wanted to try it.

"Do you want to learn?" Meizhi saw that she was looking seriously, so she asked, more and more, the old man's birthday is coming soon, so we must hurry up to finish the knitting.

With anticipation in his eyes, Lin Qingyue asked happily: "Can I?" She didn't speak just now because she wanted not to disturb Meizhi, and he didn't have much confidence in himself.

"Is there anything wrong with it? It's very easy." Meizhi said, while slowing down the movement of her hands, intending to teach Lin Qingyue how to knit, "Look, just like this, the needle below goes through this thread."

Lin Qingyue carefully remembered what Meizhi said, watched her movements with wide eyes, and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it. I almost blew up the kitchen when I cooked last time."

Speaking of this, Lin Qingyue felt a little ashamed, it was really embarrassing, saying this was also a vaccination for Meizhi, in case she really didn't have the talent in this area, she would have failed Meizhi's teachings.

"Hey, what's the matter, I don't know how to cook, but I can learn these things very well, and I can also do double-sided embroidery." Meizhi said proudly, "It's fine if you two can cook. , Xi Bei will cook for you."

Cooking is something that Meizhi will never learn. When she was at home, her mother asked her to learn everything so that she would not be looked down upon by her husband's family in the future.

People in their family can't lose face when they go out. She has learned everything very well, only cooking, and every time the servant who cooks at home will jump out of her mind.

Later, she directly persuaded her mother to give up letting her learn cooking skills. Meizhi still remembers that her mother took her to the kitchen with a face of disbelief and asked her to cook a dish she had learned.

In the end, she almost set the kitchen on fire, but the girl who started the fire saw that something was wrong, so she poured a basin of water to put out the fire, thus avoiding a tragedy.

Since then, she has never stepped into the kitchen again, and her mother has worked hard on her other aspects, and she must be outstanding in one way.

At that time, she thought that she would marry a scholar or an official like her sister, but she never thought that she would fall in love with a mud leg.

At that time, Gu's family was just a small shop, and to their family members, they looked like a vulgar mud leg, opening and closing their mouths were all about money, and they had no culture.

But she fell in love with him at first sight, and resolutely married him despite her family's opposition. Facts have proved that her choice was not wrong.

"Wind up this thread, and then put this needle like this..." Meizhi said carefully, and also showed Lin Qingyue with her hand, "If you are just learning, you can start by knitting a scarf. Simple, you just need to know how to knit the first stitch and how to close the end, you see."

Meizhi took out another roll of wool and demonstrated how to start and close the needle, "Do you understand?"

"I probably understand." Lin Qingyue said modestly, she still had a lot of confidence in this matter in her heart, she felt that she was completely fine, her eyes were a little eager to try, and she planned to try to buy curly yarn tomorrow.

Passing the wool and needle in her hand to Lin Qingyue, Meizhi said, "Try it, and I'll see if there is anything to correct."

Lin Qingyue nodded, took the things and started knitting. The first stitch was stitched, and the next few stitches were knitted decently. Meizhi asked her to knit first, and then watched her finish the stitches later.

The two kept their heads down and were busy working like this. Lin Qingyue weaved more and more smoothly, and thought to himself: It seems that I am still very talented, but the kitchen is not suitable for me, and I can still find my field.

After about 10 minutes, when Meizhi looked up at Lin Qingyue's progress again, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes. In such a short time, Lin Qingyue had already knitted almost a hand's length. , This is simply fast for novices.

He didn't seem to be so fast when he first learned it. Meizhi asked Lin Qingyue to stop, took her left and right to look, and there was nothing wrong.

What's more, Lin Qingyue even wove a pattern without a teacher. Although it was very simple, it was enough to surprise Meizhi and praised Lin Qingyue repeatedly.

It made Lin Qingyue feel a little embarrassed, her cheeks were flushed, and Meizhi looked even happier.

"Try narrowing the needle now, remember." Meizhi said excitedly, according to the situation, he felt that he could hand over the craftsmanship of double-sided embroidery to Lin Qingyue.

She also thought about leaving it to Liu Yanran before, but unfortunately Yanran did not have this talent, so she could only regretfully give up this idea, and now Lin Qingyue gave her hope.

Now fewer and fewer people know how to embroider on both sides. She doesn't want to see this craft be lost, but not everyone can learn it. It takes this talent.

Lin Qingyue followed the method Meizhi taught her to move quickly, and she finished it in a short while. This time, Meizhi watched her movements all the way, and the excitement in her heart was almost unbearable.

"Yueyue, do you want to learn double-sided embroidery? It's beautiful and simple." Meizhi took out a handkerchief from her arms and unfolded it for Lin Qingyue, her voice tinged with bewitchment.

One corner of the handkerchief was embroidered with an ink-colored lotus flower, which looked like an ink painting, but the other side was the same, and there was no difference at all. This exquisite stitching immediately caught Lin Qingyue's attention.

The success of the scarf just now made her full of confidence now. Lin Qingyue felt that it should be no problem for her to learn this. Just as she was about to agree, she heard a voice from outside.