"Xiaofan, the rouge shop you introduced to me last time is really excellent, the price is fair and the things are good, I gave you this sachet!"

"I also embroidered a sachet for you, you have to wear this one I embroidered!"

"Where are you embroiderers worthy of Xiaofan, he has to use me to be the ......"

It was almost noon, the embroidery shop managed by Zhou Fan was chattering, the maids and mothers-in-law were laughing and talking, and the words sounded like a scramble, but they were all smiling, no one had blushed with anyone, and the girls reached out one after another, and one by one the sachets and embroidered handkerchiefs were stuffed into Zhou Fan's hands.

Zhou Fan accepted them all one by one, and smiled very good-looking: "I will sell them all to you at a good price!" Isn't it better than hanging on me? ”

He has been in charge of this shop for more than three months since it opened, he doesn't talk much, but he is flexible and eye-catching, and he has never neglected anyone and made no difference to anyone, which is very liked by the maids.

Not only that, but between these girls who often come and go to the shop, some of them also get acquainted with each other, after all, whether it is a rich family or an official mansion, there is a circle between the female dependents, and these girls naturally know each other, so they are a little unfamiliar with each other before, and there are many people who come and go in this shop, and they all talk.

"Sister Yancui's complexion is white and pink, it is the most suitable for this light powder, I saw it the day before yesterday and bought a box for you, take it quickly."

Zhou Fan listened to their topic and stopped on the rouge gouache, and said with a smile: "When the pavilion in the east of the city opens, some of you will be dazzled, don't empty your private room at that time!" ”

"The pavilion in the east of the city?" After hearing this, some people asked curiously, "What pavilion?" ”

"We just heard someone mention one or two sentences in the shop, and the specifics are not very clear." Mama Jin walked in from the rear, and said to everyone with a smile: "It seems to be called Suyinglou, I heard that it is amazing, not only does it sell rouge gouache, but everything is for the girl's home, there is everything in it, not only that, it seems that I heard that you can also enjoy the tea garden, and even cruise the river, oops, in short, it's amazing, I can't help but go and see it when the time comes." ”

At this time, someone in the house sighed: "Chengdong? Is it the place that has been surrounded by a fence for three months, and I don't know what to do inside? ”

Zhou Fan smiled: "That's it!" ”

"When exactly is it going to open?"

"It seems to have opened in just two days." Zhou Fan said: "What the man said that day seems to be the eighth day of the first month of this month. ”

"Isn't that the day after tomorrow?" Youyahuan said happily, but then she was a little embarrassed: "That dare to be good, Mama and Xiaofan are good, it must be good, but I don't know if those of us who do Yahuan can afford to go......"

"Your master and young lady are gone, can I still take you to open my eyes?" Zhou Fan disagreed, and said: "Besides, you are big girls, no matter where you go, you are highly regarded by others, can you still be warmly entertained?" ”

The face of the maid-in-law in the room who arched these words suddenly lit up, and the shop immediately became lively for a while before giving up.

At the same time, the Lotus Pine Garden is closed, the garden is quiet, and even the past Yahuan mother-in-law is light-handed, far away from the study area to do things, but in the study, it is in full swing and busy.

Zhou Rui took a stack of drawings and texts, stood next to Ning Fu who was buried in a pile of documents, and flipped through them one by one to show her while talking non-stop.

Shuangrong flipped through the bookcase opposite, frowning, although it was already autumn at this time, she was busy with a fine sweat, and she didn't have time to wipe one or two, carefully read them one by one, and then sorted them out.

Yan Long stood in the corner of the desk, carrying a pen and copying the roster of people and items into the file, and there were two ink marks on his cheeks without realizing it.

Cheng Yan took a stack of drawings and handed them to Xiao Yi, who was standing at the door, and said, "Send this over, let them carefully follow the above arrangement, and there will be no mistakes at all." ”

As soon as Xiao Yi went out, Cheng Yan just breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his head, and Zhou Rui called him: "It's just right, you take this to find Zhou Fan, and let him check the lettering of each house number after the night passes, and then classify it according to the adjustment above, and I will go to the shop tomorrow morning to get it." ”

Cheng Yan's head is big, and he has been busy for two months, he received it and asked Ning Fu panting: "Girl, like this, we may not be able to open the eighth day of the first month......

Ning Fu was explaining to Zhou Rui the changes in a certain pool, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "It wasn't the eighth day of the first month. Then he continued to Zhou Rui: "The workers were right when they were building, according to their previous designs for other people's homes, it was true, but what I wanted was the kind I said, it looks like a water pavilion built on the water, rather than leaving a path, the road is to have, but it should be a lotus leaf-shaped pile stone nailed to the bottom of the pool, one pile by one on the surface of the pool to form a path, people walk on it very steadily, and it seems to be stepping on the lotus leaf, it is such a feeling." ”

Zhou Rui nodded to show that he understood, as soon as he put down the picture here, Cheng Yan couldn't wait: "But hasn't Zhou Fan already spread the word that it will open until the eighth day of the first lunar month...... "Why is she not in a hurry at all!"

Zhou Rui raised his eyes impatiently to look at him: "What do you know, increase the attention and expectations of the masses, and the effect will be better!" ”

Cheng Yan suddenly realized, and asked again, Zhou Rui had already looked him up and down: "Are you too idle, don't you go and do things quickly!" ”

With that, he turned his head and continued to discuss the next change with Ning Fu.

By the time it was finally over today, it was already past dinner time, and Mama Jin warmed up dinner again, looking at Ning Fu eating with a few of them distressedly, although she didn't say anything, her heart was very sour.

From the 1,000 gold and the land deed in the east of the city to her hands, Ning Fu locked herself in the study, wrote and painted all day long, and walked around several times to avoid people to go to the house to inspect, at first she thought that Ning Fu wanted to build a place for herself to accommodate herself in the future, etc., this is the idea, which also made her feel bitter at that time.

is a good daughter of everyone, who would believe it when she says it.

Later, I gradually realized that she was planning for herself, and she was planning to open a breathtaking pavilion.

And these days, Jiang Xuzhou because of the less coming to the house, the Lotus Pine Garden is much quieter but less social, the good luck is that the Yang family arranged for Ning Junjie and Ning Yun to go with the practice of the woman Derong, Ning Yun came to the Lotus Pine Garden less because of this, occasionally after dinner will come over to sit for a while, but it really did not delay Ning Fu's serious business, on weekdays, Ning Bisi never walks here, a few of them closed the door in the study to open the Luo Suying Building, and there is no news at all.

These are okay, but what makes her not very happy is that because she is very busy, during this period of time, she actually raised these people around her to eat with Ning Fu, which is a bad problem of no dignity.

Although they are separated from different tables, how can Mama Jin, who respects the number of courtesies, not feel sad.

If it weren't for the hard times, Ning Fu would never have lived such a hard life.

(To be continued.) )