I opened a mother and baby supermarket in ancient times to raise cubs

At Yinshi, Qiao Mian, who was still sleeping, suddenly noticed that the people around her were rustling in their clothes.

Qiao Mian sat up with her clothes on, holding her eyelids, "Leaving so early?"

"Woke you up? There is snow falling outside. I am afraid that the road will be blocked by the thick snow later, and the mountain road will be slippery. I want to leave early."

Qiao Mian yawned and gathered up her clothes, "I'll go down and tidy up for you."

"I don't need you." Lie Shan pressed Qiao Mian's hand, "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer. If I can't make it in time for the Lantern Festival, you can send Xiao Si Xiao Wu to the academy first, and Zong Zong will wait for me if he is dishonest." Come back and clean him up, don't get angry with him." Then he pressed Qiao Mian's forehead, "A Mian, take good care of yourself, I'll be back soon."

Qiao Mian sighed softly, "You have to be careful in everything, don't try to be brave, the children and I will wait for you to come back."

After Ke Lieshan left, Qiao Mian was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, listening to the howling cold wind outside, thinking over and over again, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he felt, and finally he put on his Put on your clothes and go to the study.

Write and draw the second toy.

After simply having breakfast, Qiao Mian followed Tang Qing to the new shop to see the newly recruited embroiderers.

The decoration of the shop will be finished in a day or two. I still remember that when the carpenters saw the sketch given by Qiao Mian for the first time, their eyes were staring like copper bells, with disbelief and disapproval on their faces. In the end, Carpenter Chen sent it If we don't talk about it, let's do what the boss says, don't worry about it.

The embroidered lady was arranged in a room in the backyard, chatting together in twos and threes, and holding their most satisfactory finished products in their hands to compare and admire each other. When they saw Qiao Mian and Tang Qing coming in, a group of people rushed forward .

"Shopkeeper Qiao, look at my embroidery!"

"Look at my blooming flowers!"

"Shopkeeper Qiao, I'm Suoxiu, and there's no woman in the world who can compare to me!"

Qiao Mian took their embroidered handkerchiefs one by one, looked at them carefully, picked out a few handkerchiefs and said, "May I ask who here embroidered this handkerchief?"

A group of people tiptoed to watch, and a chubby woman's eyes lit up, "Shopkeeper Qiao, this is mine, and this is my Blossoming Fortune!"

Qiao Mian smiled and said, "The lines are bright and the flowers are complicated. It's a beautiful piece of embroidery."

The chubby woman laughed and rubbed her hands together, "Then, Shopkeeper Qiao, fat aunt, have I passed the test?"

Qiao Mian nodded slightly, and held another piece, "Where is this picture of the raccoon slave adding flowers?"

A thin woman walked out of the crowd, and her voice was faintly weak, "Shopkeeper Qiao, it's mine."

Qiao Mian looked up, and saw that the corner of the woman's mouth was injured, and there was a big bruise on her forehead.

Qiao Mian glanced at Tang Qing, who also shook his head slightly, expressing his ignorance.

This picture of a raccoon slave adding flowers is embroidered with a lush pear tree, under which there are several naive white long-haired kittens, and delicate white pear petals are scattered on the ground.

The embroidery is exquisite and vivid.

The only downside is that the finishing stitches are a bit fuzzy and sloppy.

Qiao Mian thought for a while and asked, "How long have you been embroidering this handkerchief?"

The woman pressed her hand to her heart, and her breath floated, "I just embroidered it this morning."

As soon as these words came out, the women who got closer were shocked and anxious. What was the shock that this woman took two hours to embroider this exquisite embroidery?What's urgent is that this woman is so powerful, so can Shopkeeper Qiao still use them!

Qiao Mian was also very surprised, and handed the rest of the selected handkerchiefs to Tang Qing to let him continue to screen these embroiderers, and he took the thin and injured woman to another room alone.

Qiao Mian said in harmony, "What's your last name? How many years have you been doing embroidery?"

The woman's pale face finally smiled, "My husband's family name is Lin, shopkeeper Qiao, you can call me Mrs. Lin. I have been learning embroidery from my mother since I was a daughter, and I have been doing it for more than ten years now."

Qiao Mian touched the handkerchief in his hand again, and sighed, "No wonder, you have rich stitching skills and delicate thoughts, and you are a rare and good embroidery worker."

"Shopkeeper Qiao, you are absurd."

Qiao Mian pointed to the cat on Xiupa, "Can you draw a picture of such a small animal and then sew it out?"

Mrs. Lin looked at it and said, "Yes, this kind of kitten is similar to making tiger-head shoes. You just need to cut and sew it according to the pattern, and then stuff cotton into it. But if you want to make a long-haired cat like a handkerchief, Shopkeeper Qiao needs to prepare some furs."

Qiao Mian asked her a few more questions, and was very satisfied to see that she answered them fluently.

The cats embroidered by Mrs. Lin are so lifelike, presumably the toys they make will not be too bad, and what they make are toys, which most test the embroiderer's dexterity and skill.

It just so happened that Mrs. Lin had both.

Before asking Mrs. Lin to go to Tang Qing to sign the contract, Mrs. Lin suddenly bit her lips, "Shopkeeper Qiao, can you give me some advance, Yueyin, me, my husband, he, he..."

Qiao Mian's eyes fell on the horrible bruise on her forehead again, wondering if this Mrs. Lin was raped by her husband?

He frowned and said, "I can pay you in advance, but your body injury, could it be that your husband beat you?"

Mrs. Lin quickly shook her head, and said in a shy voice, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Qiao, my husband didn't hurt me. I, my husband was hurt to protect me. I'm still vomiting blood and can only survive with medicine. We, We really can't afford the money." At the end of the sentence, he became nervous again, "Shopkeeper Qiao, don't worry, my face is covered with skin wounds, and my hands and feet are quick, so I can definitely do embroidery work without any problem."

Qiao Mian frowned, "Didn't you report to the police?"

Mrs. Lin hesitated for a while, but still bit her lips and said, "I, I will not hide from Shopkeeper Qiao, my husband and I are foreigners, and the beating people are rich and powerful, so it is useless for us to report to the officials."

Hearing the word "outsider", Qiao Mian's heart moved, and she tentatively asked, "You and your husband are outsiders? Could it be that you are the tailor couple across from our shop?"

Mrs. Lin was taken aback, thinking that Qiao Mian had believed some rumors, her eyes were filled with tears, "Shopkeeper Qiao, you, don't believe the rumors outside, our husband and wife are not dishonest people, we were framed!"

Qiao Mian said slowly, "Don't worry, I haven't heard any rumors about you, but when I moved to this shop, I seemed to see Mrs. Wang driving you out, so I got a little impression."

Lady Lin took a deep breath, held back her tears and said, "Shopkeeper Qiao, my husband was seriously injured by Wang's son!"

It turned out that the young couple stayed at the inn after being kicked out unreasonably by Mrs. Wang. Although they were angry and annoyed, they still couldn't compete with Mrs. Wang's big family. There are stalls on the street selling round fans, handkerchiefs and purses.

A few days later, they ran into Mrs. Wang's son who was fooling around every day when they were setting up a stall. That poor man had long coveted Mrs. Lin's beauty. The first time he encountered a more daring move, Lin Liulang couldn't bear it, and he beat the poor man severely with a limp foot.Who would have thought that this poor man would never repent, and even brought a group of bastards to block them when they closed the stall at night. Lin Liulang desperately protected Mrs. Lin, and after he forced those bastards back, he was beaten half to death Lin Niangzi spent all her money to save half of Lin Liulang's life, and if Lin Liulang wants to fully recover in the future, he can only continue his life with precious medicinal materials.

Mrs. Lin continued to set up a stall in order to earn money, but she was approached by that poor woman. A group of people beat her with rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves, scolded her for being indiscreet, and framed her as a thief who stole hundreds of dollars from their Wang family. two silver.

In this way, no one came to her stall to buy things, but Lin Liulang's medicine had been stopped for several days, and she was about to die. He didn't want her, so he happened to meet Tang Qing who didn't know about these bad things. After seeing her embroidery, he asked her to come to the shop today to try it out without saying a word.

Qiao Mian felt very sympathetic when he heard what happened to Mrs. Lin. He took off the purse from his waist and handed it to her, "Hurry up and take it to treat your husband."

Lady Lin's eyes were red, she received it tremblingly, but immediately sent it back, "This, this is too much."

"Take it." Qiao Mian sighed, "Cure your husband's illness first, and you can work in our shop with peace of mind."

Lady Lin bent her knees and was about to kneel to Qiao Mian. Qiao Mian quickly reached out to support her arms, "Get up, get up, you don't have to."

Mrs. Lin wiped her tears, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Qiao, for treating my husband well, and we, husband and wife, are willing to be your cows and horses in the future!"

"Get medical treatment first." Qiao Mian smiled. "It's not enough to be a cow and a horse. If you really have nowhere to go, my shop is just short of people. If you want, you can also sign a death contract."

Mrs. Lin squeezed her fist and nodded, "Shopkeeper Qiao, can I go back and discuss with my husband?"

"Naturally."

After Mrs. Lin ran away, Qiao Mian went to the next door to see Tang Qing's progress, and found that all the embroiderers in the room had left, and only Tang Qing was sorting out the deeds.

"The embroiderers you selected have already signed the deeds and pressed their fingerprints, and they will be sent to the government in a while."

Qiao Mian said hello, flipped through the papers on the table casually, and said with a smile, "Look at you, you are doing things more and more neatly, and you have the aura of being a shopkeeper."

Tang Qing smiled, "Stop bragging, I think you are just lying to me to work for you." Then he said, "What's the matter with that woman?"

Qiao Mian said something briefly, and said with a smile, "Our shop is just starting out, and we can't do without our own people who are skilled and trustworthy. If this couple can stay, it's a good thing."

Tang Qing has a tacit understanding with Qiao Mian now, nodded and said, "Yes, if they can remember this kindness of giving charcoal in the snow, they will not have two hearts in the future."

In the vast Yunlie Mountains, the north wind is raging, and large snowflakes dance like blades.

Lie Shan and Uncle Hua took a rest on the mountainside, Uncle Hua took a sip of strong wine, then glanced at the group of people following them, and whispered to Lie Shan, "These people have followed us all the way. Yushi, will they play tricks to harm us?"

"Not enough to be afraid of."

Lie Shan didn't lift his head, but just gently wiped the jade in his palm. He had just accidentally knocked the jade on a rock, and there were faint traces on the corners.

Uncle Hua has always believed in Lieshan, and hearing him say this made him feel more at ease. Looking at his appearance, he couldn't help laughing, "I just left for a while, and I miss your husband?"

Lie Shan was also a little embarrassed, this time he put the jade pendant in his clothes on his chest, and said with a smile, "I accidentally bumped into jade just now."

Uncle Hua shook his head with a smile, and took another sip of wine, "When we go back, I have to see what the little husband you talked about every day looks like."

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