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Chapter 262 Returning to Fangjiabao

Chapter 264. Returning to Fangjiabao

Late at night, a taxi was driving on the outskirts of Nanling.

Ren Ping was sitting in the back seat, remembering the funny story of the last time we went together, he mistakenly thought that Fang Xiaowan would take him to that kind of place, and the driver mistakenly thought they were male and female, trying to get rich and kill him, so he couldn't help laughing.

This time, in order to avoid misunderstanding, he simply paid the fare as soon as he got in the car, and then fell asleep on his head.

About an hour later, the car stopped outside a remote mountain depression. Although the driver this time was not as frightened as last time, seeing Ren Ping coming to such a place at night, he couldn't help but feel a little cold.

"Sir, do you need me to wait for you?"

"No, you go back."

"Then how do you go back to the city? You can't get a taxi here." The driver kindly reminded.

Ren Ping smiled: "No need to take a taxi, someone will take me there."

As he said that, he walked towards the col by himself.

This is naturally Fangjiabao. Walking along the path for about 10 minutes, you can see the village behind the mountain col, with dots of lights, and patchwork of tile-roofed houses, exactly the same as the last time I came.

The only difference is that this time without Fang Xiaowan's company, I met a group of children ranging from five to six years old to eleven or twelve years old at the entrance of the village, and they called Ren Ping "Master Zu".

Only then did Ren Ping remember that the last time he came here, Fang Xiaowan coerced and lured so many disciples and grandchildren.

Although the real acupuncture method of ancient Chinese medicine was not passed on to them, Ye Shiyun was later asked to help them learn the ancient embroidery method, which made the Fang family's unique needles useful, and it also helped this ancient art come back to life.

Soon, under the leadership of these children, Ren Ping came to the Fang family ancestral hall again. Along the way, the Fang family members greeted him warmly, and they were grateful for his great kindness.

When I entered the ancestral hall, many men, women and children were setting up wooden frames under the lights, facing the embroidery pictures, and rushing to make embroidery overnight. Seeing Ren Ping arrived, they left with a group of children.

When Ren Ping was strolling to appreciate the unfinished embroidery, Fang Xiaowan had already received the news that she had arrived, and she smiled slightly as soon as she entered the door: "Master, you are an old man, why are you suddenly interested in coming to this apprentice?"

Ren Ping just sent a message to inform her that she was coming when he got in the car. It was late at night, no wonder she felt it was sudden.

However, the girl's words were ambiguous, and it sounded like she had malicious intentions in the middle of the night, so she immediately rolled her eyes and ignored her teasing:

"How's Ms. Mei's condition these days? Is there anything wrong?"

"Of course not, and I don't want to see who is doing the stitching."

"Oh? Who is it?" Ren Ping couldn't help but glared at her.

Fang Xiaowan immediately raised her hand to beg for mercy, but there was still a smile on her face:
"Master, don't be angry. What I mean is that with your careful teaching, I have already been very proficient in the Shu Dao needle. At least I have eight successes of yours. How could I go wrong?"

"Hmph, [-]% power? Are you still far behind?"

Ren Ping stared at the sky speechlessly, for a moment he didn't understand why he accepted such a female goblin as his disciple, then he paused: "And those embroidered pictures, what happened?"

Naturally, he asked about learning ancient embroidery. He asked Ye Shiyun to send some embroidery pictures for Fangjiabao people to copy and explore, and now it has been more than a month.

Sure enough, when this matter was mentioned, Fang Xiaowan immediately became more solemn, and the smile disappeared from her face.

According to her, although the embroidery pictures sent by Ye Shiyun are exquisite, they are all popular styles in the market today, which are quite different from the ancient embroidery pictures that Fang's family learned, and the embroidery methods are also different.

Because of this, Fangjiabao's career change process was once blocked.

But later, Ye Shiyun spread the word that it is not necessary to follow the rigid sets she gave, but also embroidery made from ancient embroidery patterns and methods.

Now, the first batch of finished embroidery has been sent to Ren's wood factory, ready to be sewn on new furniture.

But they still have no idea. First, they are afraid that the ancient embroidery pictures will not be suitable for the market. Second, it is too slow to make embroidery with ancient embroidery methods.

Ren Ping pondered for a while, and seemed to be hesitant. Then he took a closer look at the semi-finished products beside him, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, your work will not be in vain."

"Really? You also agree with Miss Ye's idea?"

"Of course, even though I am the boss, she is much better at home decoration business than me. Although your ancient embroidery patterns and methods are not very popular in the market, the finished products are also slow,"

"But it happens to be of the same kind as the Chinese-style furniture made by our Ren's Wood Industry. They match each other perfectly, and there is bound to be a market for them. I think Sister Yun must have seen this and supported you in making ancient embroidery pictures."

Fang Xiaowan had been watching his expression, and after hearing what he said, she breathed a sigh of relief and put a big stone in her heart.

"By the way, what are you doing here today? Just to ask this?"

"No, there is another matter I want to ask you for help."

"What?" Fang Xiaowan's thoughts came alive again after she had nothing to worry about, seeing Ren Ping's hesitant appearance, which was quite different from usual, she couldn't help being surprised:
"You didn't really come to favor your pure female apprentice, did you? As a reward for helping Fangjiabao?"

"Ah! If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will ask Sister Yun to cancel cooperation with you immediately?"

"Hahahaha... Don't, don't, I know I was wrong!"

Fang Xiaowan hurriedly begged for mercy, and there was a strange look in her eyes that could not be said to be a joke or regret, and she quickly covered it with a smile.

Ren Ping paused for a moment, then suddenly pointed to the strange needles on the inner ancestral hall: "I want to use these strange needles from your ancestral hall, can I?"

The voice is serious, not like a joke.

Fang Xiaowan frowned: "What? Is there another lady who asked you for acupuncture?"

This sentence is not a joke. After all, these needles can only be used for acupuncture in Chinese medicine, and Ren Ping himself is very good at acupuncture. If it is not for a very important patient or a very difficult disease, there is no need to use these strange needles. .

Ren Ping shook his head: "No, I want these strange needles for other purposes, but not for acupuncture."

"What's the matter? Can't you tell me?"

Ren Ping nodded: "You'd better not know, and I'm just trying it out, whether it will work or not is another matter." As he spoke, he turned his eyes and stared at Fang Xiaowan.

Fang Xiaowan frowned slightly, and glanced at the silver needles on the inner wall of the ancestral hall.

He thought to himself that although these strange needles had long lost their value, they were left by their ancestors. The Fang family has always respected them as their ancestors, so it is really wrong to lend them to an outsider for no apparent reason.

However, Ren Ping is the great benefactor of the Fang family. If the Fang family castle is to be revitalized in the future, his help is indispensable. If you want to say no...

"This matter is unreasonable. I will never force it. If you are in trouble, just say it."

Seeing Fang Xiaowan hesitated, Ren Ping said in a deep voice.

Even so, there was hope in his eyes.

Fang Xiaowan curled her lips when she heard the words: "What else is there to say? You have done us such a favor in Fangjiabao, can we refuse?"

"So you agree? Or if you can't decide, do you want to discuss it with your clansmen?"

"Come on, it's too cheap to be a good boy. If they want to let them know, you must be cut alive,"

Fang Xiaowan rolled her eyes, and strode out of the ancestral hall while talking: "You can do whatever you want here, and I'll go out and guard the gate for you, lest other people accidentally bump in and spoil your good deeds."

When he was about to close the door, he suddenly poked his head in again, with a serious face: "Hey, to be honest, you won't blow up my family's ancestral hall, will you?"

Ren Ping couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to make an expression of "absolutely not".

Before she could say anything, Fang Xiaowan smiled slyly and retreated out, followed by a slight sound of locking the door.

(End of this chapter)