Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

There was only one person missing, but the embroidery workshop was obviously much quieter.

After a while, the other two distinguished guests in the embroidery workshop also left, and now only Song Tingran, Zhu Zhaoyue, Liu Bai, Luo Mingyue, Han Congxing and Anfu were left.

"They all look beautiful. Did you embroider this?" Zhu Zhaoyue asked Han Congxing, pointing to a handkerchief with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

"Well, this is a good sign. You can give it to your family when you go back. They will definitely be happy."

"My great husband was ill and passed away before."

Song Tingran didn't dare to see Zhu Zhaoyue, and it didn't look like she was here to say goodbye.

Liu Bai, on the other hand, has nothing to do with himself, just hangs up and drinks tea casually.

Han Congxing was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Zhu Zhaoyue to say these words to him, and he didn't know what to say in response.

Zhu Zhaoyue looked at Han Congxing and said, "I said it casually. This is indeed a good sign. But I like everything else, so wrap it up for me."

"okay!"

Han Congxing was extremely excited. A lot was sold this afternoon. Luo Mingyue and Anfu both went to help, and everything they picked was wrapped individually.

Song Tingran touched Zhu Zhaoyue's arm and came slightly closer, "Master Zhu, I mean, there is really no need to buy them all."

"Then I like them all, and I can't let go of any of them."

Song Tingran took a look and asked Han Congxing to calculate a very favorable price.

"Girl, I wish you all the best. I won't have time to buy new styles before this year, but there will be a lot after the new year. I'll definitely come back and take a look then."

"Okay, I will come to you to buy it after that year. You introduced me very well."

Song Tingran glanced at Zhu Zhaoyue again. She really didn't play by the rules.

Han Congxing is also a down-to-earth person. He paused and said, "Miss Zhu, I'm going home in the next few days. I won't be in the embroidery workshop after the new year, but it doesn't matter. They introduced me very well. I'm sure you will be satisfied."

He took the opportunity to look at Luo Mingyue and Anfu, which was a simple introduction.

Zhu Zhaoyue stood up and was about to leave, then sat down again, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, now it tasted better.

"Why, why haven't you come back yet? I heard from your boss that your embroidery skills are good and you have been working here for many years."

Han Congxing didn't want to continue answering, because he and Zhu Zhaoyue had never said that they were familiar with each other to this extent, so he looked at Song Tingran as if asking for help.

"Congratulations, master, Xingzi has something to do when he returns home, and his mother also hopes that the whole family will be reunited."

Zhu Zhaoyue originally wanted to find a topic, but she didn't expect that the current situation was quite embarrassing.

"Yes, we all want the family to be together."

Zhu Zhaoyue waved slightly to the door, and the servant outside immediately ran in. With almost a look, he picked up the things wrapped on the table and left.

"By the way, I have some damaged clothes at home. I thought it would be a pity to throw them away. If I could embroider some patterns on the damaged areas, I can continue to wear them. Miss Song, look at these apprentices in your family, who has time? , go to my house and help, don’t you have to worry about the salary?”

Song Tingran was smiling bitterly in her heart, thinking that Zhu Zhaoyue was so funny when she wasn't playing the guzheng. It was better to ask Han Congxing directly if he could go and insist on taking her with him.

"I usually work in the embroidery workshop, but I haven't tried going home yet."

Song Tingran was also more tactful, and Anfu definitely couldn't do it. Chang Yuqiao didn't teach him at all, and everyone else knew it, but she didn't want to force it, and she couldn't hurt Zhu Zhaoyue's face.

It's really a bit difficult.

"Does any of you want to go? The embroidery workshop doesn't want all the wages." Song Tingran looked at Luo Mingyue and Han Congxing and asked.

Luo Mingyue has been waiting for a reply from home recently. There were rumors about him and he really didn't want to go out. Although there was no problem, he was just worried.

"Boss, I still have a lot of work to do here. There will be new ones after the new year. I haven't finished what I'm doing yet." Luo Mingyue said humbly.

Song Tingran looked at Han Congxing again. He scratched his head and asked, "Miss Zhu, how many damaged clothes are there?"

"Well, I don't have a detailed count of these, probably five or six, seven or eight."

"This cannot be repaired in a short time. I plan to go home in the next two days. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you. I'm really sorry." Han Congxing can do it, but time does not allow it.

Zhu Zhaoyue was anxious. If she had known earlier, she would have said less.

"It's okay. Just one thing can be repaired. I'm not in a hurry. If you are willing to come and repair it, I will send a carriage to pick you up early tomorrow morning. I will take care of the meals at noon. I will send it back to you in the evening for five taels of silver a piece."

The conditions were really attractive and the price was high. Anfu was dumbfounded. He knew there was money to be made here, but he didn't expect it to be so profitable.

Han Congxing looked at Song Tingran. Chang Yuqiao was not there, so he could only look for her.

"Xingzi, you decide for yourself, you can go or not. Anyway, Master Zhu is an acquaintance, so you don't have to feel any psychological burden." Song Tingran gave Han Congxing the choice again.

"Okay, then I'll be there for two days. I'll try to fix it for you as soon as possible."

Zhu Zhaoyue smiled brightly, made an appointment with Han Congxing again, and left happily.

Song Tingran and others sent her to the door without seeing her off again. Zhu Zhaoyue's happy look was really not concealing it at all.

Han Congxing, Luo Mingyue, and Anfu all went back to work after seeing them off. Liu Bai stood at the door of the embroidery workshop with a smile on his face.

"Liu Bai, why are you smiling, so happy?" Song Tingran was puzzled.

"I laughed at the scene just now, it was so funny."

Song Tingran immediately glanced into the embroidery hall, pulled Liu Bai's sleeves, and walked to the side.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's not a show. What do you know?"

"Huh? I really know that Miss Zhu likes Han Congxing and asks you for help. Isn't that the only thing?"

"You, how do you know? Liushui Riverbank also teaches people fortune telling and fortune telling."

Liu Bai stretched out his index finger and waved it in front of Song Tingran, "Everyone can see it. An Fu has never seen the world, Luo Mingyue is innocent, and Han Congxing is inexperienced. That's all."

Song Tingran made a sound, pinched his waist and looked at Liu Bai, looking left and right.

"Why, you have seen the world, you are not innocent, but you have experience?"

Liu Bai suddenly became quiet, "What do you think?"

At this moment, Song Tingran felt the familiar aura on Liu Bai's body again. She looked around and saw that there was no one around. This was the path between the Song family and the embroidery workshop. Maybe she was hallucinating.

"I have no control over your affairs. I'm going to the town tomorrow to hand out New Year's benefits. If you need anything, I'll bring it back for you."

Liu Bai was really thinking, touching his chin with one hand.

"There is nothing missing. I just want to follow you and see the world this time."