Chapter 192: Issuance of Number Plates

The information is written about the strength of these embroidery workshops, but Song Caiwei is too lazy to look at it, so she asked Hongmei to talk about it.

And when Hongmei heard Song Caiwei say this, she had been in business for many years, and she was no longer the little steward of the cloud embroidery workshop, and she calmed down in a moment.

Handing the information to the next person to read, Hongmei quickly went through the information she had just collected in her mind, and then slowly explained it to the big guys.

"Zhiyun Pavilion and Mingyue Tower are the local embroidery workshops in the south, and these two of the large and small embroidery workshops that come to participate in the competition every year can be described as outstanding, almost speaking, since the embroidery competition was held, the champion is produced from these two embroidery workshops."

"However, in the past few years, Mingyue Lou's skills have been superior to the Weaving Cloud Pavilion, because there is a landlord named Mingyue in this Mingyue Building, and her embroidery skills can be described as superb, just last year, she won 7,000 taels of gold for a pair of embroidery."

"Mingyue Tower? The landlord of the bright moon? What does that mean? ”

Hearing this, Song Caiwei was a little puzzled, so she directly interrupted Hongmei's fierce 'speech' and asked with a blank face.

"The owners of Mingyue Building have been called Mingyue for generations."

Seeing Song Caiwei asking, Hongmei didn't feel that it was rude for Song Caiwei to interrupt her words like this, but straightened her chest with a sense of accomplishment and explained to Song Caiwei in a serious way.

"Then there is the Wan Xiu Fang, although this Wan Xiu Fang is not as famous as the first two embroidery workshops, but the backstage of the people is hard, it comes from the capital, it is the shop of the Li Guogong Mansion, and it is also the imperial businessman, although there is a backstage to support the Wan Xiu Fang, but its power should not be underestimated."

The annual embroidery competition, although it is indescribably shady inside, but as long as there is strength, it is there. Even the Imperial Merchants are defending the top two positions.

So when it comes to this, Hongmei is still full of confidence in their group.

"As for the Jinyufang, it is the embroidery workshop of the Eastern Wu royal family, this strength is there, but it is not as good as these embroidery workshops in the Chu State, this Luosha Pavilion? I don't know, but it says it's from Lake Makutsuki in the northwest. And it is specially marked with a red pen on the information. It's said that let's pay attention to it. ”

In the past, when Hongmei was in the cloud embroidery workshop, she had also heard of the Luosha Pavilion, but it was only a second-rate embroidery workshop. So she was a little impressed when she saw this name, but she really didn't understand why Dr. Yun reminded them to pay attention to this Falling Yarn Pavilion.

So much so that she was very puzzled, and naturally when she talked about it at the end, her voice became smaller and smaller. His brows were also furrowed in doubt, and a pair of eyes looked straight at Song Caiwei. A face full of questions.

"This information was sent by Yun Lang to check carefully, since it is written to pay attention to the Luosha Pavilion, then let's pay more attention to them when we are competing."

No matter what, Song Caiwei still trusts Yun Lang very much. So seeing that Hongmei had doubts, Song Caiwei chose to believe Yunlang without the slightest hesitation.

"And tomorrow is the time for the tournament to issue number plates, so let's go early tomorrow."

Get your number plate tomorrow. When the game starts the day after tomorrow, you can enter in order to prevent chaos at that time. For the idea that the organizer of the competition came up with, Song Caiwei still agrees with it.

When the group got Song Caiwei's words, they naturally nodded and answered, and then dispersed.

Early the next morning, Song Caiwei did what she said, and she liked to sleep lazily on weekdays, but it was rare for her to get up early in the morning. After having breakfast in a hurry, I got into the carriage with the big guys and headed towards the place where the race was played.

The place of the competition is in the West Market of Lin'an Province, where all the famous big shops, trading halls, and auction houses of Lin'an Province stand.

However, compared with the bustle of the South Market, the West Market is magnificent and extravagant.

The competition is located in the open square in the center of the West Market, which was built specifically for the embroidery competition, although it will take a long time to use it, but the competition venue is still very neatly repaired.

Because it is the day when all the participating embroiderers receive the number plate of the competition, there will be many people in this square. Song Caiwei felt that her group had come early enough, but she never expected that after coming, she realized that they were still late.

"The number plate collection is divided into ten areas, and we are in the sixth area."

Because there are too many embroidery girls participating in the competition, the individual competition is divided into ten groups of competitions, each group selects the top ten, and then the real finals officially begin after making up 100 people.

Then the top 10 embroidery girls in the finals will be eligible to compete in the team competition.

Naturally, if the top ten embroiderers in the finals are from an embroidery workshop, then there can only be one team in this embroidery workshop.

Coming to the venue, under the leadership of Yunlang Qingche Shulu, Song Caiwei and his party soon came to the sixth district, and then queued for about two quarters of an hour, and a group of people received their own number plates.

"Alright, let's go back."

Originally, Song Caiwei wanted Yun Lang to send someone to receive the number plate, but the rules of the competition were that the registration could be replaced by someone else, but the number plate must be received by the participant himself, because in this way the organizer of the competition could take a seat and count the number of people.

For this provision, Song Caiwei agrees with it in her heart. Therefore, in desperation, Song Caiwei and her party had no choice but to line up.

Although it was only a quarter of an hour in line, Song Caiwei was still a little tired, after all, waiting was the most tiring.

"Miss Wei, hello, I'm Li Shu, I don't know if the girl still remembers it."

As the prince of a country, with a noble status, this place is not what Li Shu should have come, and he doesn't participate in the competition, and he doesn't need to come to this mixed place, but he thinks that the girl who saved him that day will come.

Li Shu thought about coming over today to try his luck if he could meet Song Caiwei.

Unexpectedly, just when he turned the square almost around and wanted to leave, he didn't expect to meet Song Caiwei and his party.

"Naturally, I remember, I don't know what happened to Li Gongzi?"

Looking at those clear eyes, Song Caiwei couldn't refuse to answer his words, so she glanced at Li Shu and saw that he asked himself so sincerely and politely without any arrogance.

Song Caiwei hesitated for a moment, as if she was fascinated by Li Shu's words, so she replied softly. It was because of Li Shu's words that he completely forgot about Li Shu's investigation of himself before.

"A few days ago, I was fortunate to have the girl's life-saving grace, and I couldn't repay it, so I thought about inviting the girl to a light meal to express my gratitude."

This time was not directly rejected by Song Caiwei, Li Shu was secretly happy, but his face was not obvious, he smiled at Song Caiwei gently, and then said.

"Since that's the case, then ask Gongzi Li to lead the way."

Song Caiwei hesitated about Li Shu's invitation, but thought that if she refused, maybe Li Shu would pester her in the future, so after thinking about it, Song Caiwei regarded it as accepting his favor. (To be continued.) )