"These people, if they don't buy it, they won't buy it, and they will frame others. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info So how do you answer them? Zhang Mei was not only indignant, but also worried that the maid would leak her mouth, and hoped that she would tell the truth, the most ideal, her most contented state was that people thought that she was the womb of a ghost, and she could buy all her things, not dislike her, and not treat her like the Zhang family, but she knew that beautiful fantasies could not become reality.

"I had no choice but to make up nonsense that my master's house was in decline, and let me take some satin fabrics that had not yet had time to be made into clothes, and those that had been made into clothes, but had never been worn, and to add some household use, and even the most important embroidery should be watered down as much as possible, and avoided talking about it. Thankfully, they didn't keep asking. The maid walked into the hall of the room and sat down firmly in her chair, she was more tired than she had been in the past two days.

"Thank you for your hard work, take a break." Zhang Mei personally poured tea for the maid.

"I'll do it myself." The concubine solemnly placed the tightly wrapped furoshiki on the table, making a crisp crashing sound.

"What are you seeing with me, in my eyes, you are not much worse than my father and my mother, there are no outsiders, there is no need to divide the master and servant, you also went out to sell my embroidery for two days, I should not pour you a cup of tea." Zhang Mei insisted on handing the teacup to the maid.

The tea was warm and suitable for drinking now, and the maid was really thirsty, so she took the teacup and drank the whole cup of fragrant tea with her neck tilted, "Miss, you are the best master." ”

The maid felt it deeply. At first, she chose to follow Zhang Mei because her family lacked money, and the salary for serving her was twice as much as that of other girls and maids. Later, she gradually understood the real Zhang Mei, and was willing to follow her all the time, taking it as her own blessing to wait for her.

"How good am I, everyone doesn't want to see me, I don't dare to be." Zhang Mei wanted to make up for the maid, "I only cared about letting you go out to sell embroidery, and let you be asked where the things came from, and I was suspected of stealing the master's house, I was really negligent." I've embroidered so much silk and I haven't given you a single one. If you go out to sell it again, we will dress you up as a well-dressed lady, that is, you will sell your own things, and no one will ask. ”

The maid laughed heartily, "Won't I become an old woman who has been kicked out of her house by a ruined family?" ”

"Tell me quickly, how did it sell later, isn't it good?" Looking at the small wrapped furoshiki, you can imagine the result of selling.

"It was almost dark on the first day, and I was so happy that I sold two pieces. In the evening, I found a nearby inn to stay, I had to live in a single room, I could not live with other guests, don't lose these embroideries, 'not afraid of ten thousand, just in case', my eldest lady spent so much effort to embroider, I found a cheap and safe single room, vigilantly stayed for one night——" The enthusiastic maid told a wonderful story, and explained her experience before and after selling embroidery this time.

"It's right for you to live like this, and you have to eat better, and selling things is physically and mentally exhausting. Let's talk about how it sold the next day, and how it sold. Zhang Mei can't wait to find out the best part of her embroidery that is most recognized.

After that, it was actually very simple, "the next day before noon, all of them were robbed, the county was not big, there was something new to spread quickly, some decent rich people gathered, and two people asked for several pieces, and they almost grabbed it." ”

"Look." The maid carefully opened the wrapperskin that she had originally wrapped in silk and embroidered, and now the white flowers in it were all sold silver, which was enough for two or three hundred taels.

"Great!" Got the exact answer, and saw the real silver that sold her embroidery, as Zhang Mei expected, she was extremely excited, this was the happiest day in her life, she took the hand of the maid and jumped and jumped, and everyone's beautiful weight was swept away.

The maid smiled and said nothing, it was rare for Zhang Mei to be so elated, so let her indulge for a while.

Zhang Mei stopped jumping, and she was still full of spring breeze when she calmed down, "There are so many embroideries, you can rest for two or three days, and continue to sell them." If it sells well, I won't have to take on the work of the dead, maybe the two of us can make a fortune and become a rich businessman in the capital. ”

The maid is not as optimistic as Zhang Mei, "It doesn't matter if we secretly go out to sell a few times, this kind of thing has been done too much, there is no impermeable wall, and it has not been discovered by the master, and I don't know what the master's attitude is, if you are very angry, it will be you who will suffer at that time, and it may also affect the eldest lady." ”

"My father doesn't treat my mother like this, that is, he scolds her." Mrs. Zhang has had a lot of grievances because of her, how can Zhang Mei bear to be borne by her closest people again and again, "I did everything myself, my mother doesn't know at all, if my father really can't tolerate me, we will move out and live alone freely, we can earn money ourselves, what are we afraid of, let people outside know that I am just an ordinary girl, it is my father who is careful, to see who will have an opinion on me, against me." ”

Zhang Mei angrily picked out the largest piece of silver on the fur and threw it to the maid, "You take it to make a good satin dress, I will embroider the most beautiful flowers for you, we will embroider peony, I will stop Lu Lingzhu's work first, embroider it for you first, you can wear it and sell my embroidery, you are my sample." ”

"Stand up." Zhang Meila straightened up from the chair and looked at her, "Don't say that your figure is really good, a little fat, just right, a rich middle-aged woman looks like you, her hair and face are pinched, no worse than my mother." Hold up the shelves. She pulled her back, prompting her to raise her head and chest.

"I don't dare to compare with the eldest lady, the eldest lady is now Mrs. Shaoqing." was praised by Zhang Mei, the maid's heart is actually sweeter than eating honey. She is more of a real worry, about what she did to them, and the worry of being noticed by Zhang Jieyuan in the future, but she can't stop her, she can only obey her.

Zhang Mei put the rest of the silver away and hid it tightly. The maid went out with the silver to buy silk for herself. Before the maid's clothes are ready, Zhang Mei will embroider the silk left by Lu Lingzhu as soon as possible, she can't look down on her ten taels of silver now, she already has hundreds of taels, and she will earn more in the future, but she doesn't want to offend her, provoke Zhang Jieyuan and her, and speed up the embroidery for her.

Since Zhang Mei's embroidery can be sold for a lot of silver, her self-confidence has been established, and she has gradually become lively and cheerful. (To be continued.) )