After greeting the pair of rich little sisters, the female guy saw Hui Ya who had been standing next to her, she hurriedly walked up to Hui Ya and curtsied, "Hello Miss Dongjia." ”

"What's your name, have I ever seen you?" Hui Ya looked at the female guy's round face was flushed, and there were a few freckles on the tip of her nose but it didn't look dirty, but it made people feel a kind of simple goodness, so she asked with a smile.

"Miss Dongjia has a good memory, when Daman was helping in Yinque Building, he had the honor to serve Miss Dongjia twice." The female fellow replied with a smile, her round eyes narrowed into small crescents because of the smile, and she looked as cute as a red apple.

"It turned out to be the ...... of the Silver Bird Building" As soon as Daman's words fell, Hui Ya recalled that there was indeed such a female guy when she was in the Silver Bird Building, and it was in the Silver Bird Building that she found the gold leaf peony hairpin made by the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper was found by this clue.

"At that time, I remember that there was another girl who looked like you, was it your sister?" Huiya thought about it and asked, this Da Man and Xiao Man, as well as the shopkeeper in the shop, are also surnamed Man, I don't know if there is any connection between them?

"Miss Huidong, you're talking about Xiaoman, right? She's my sister-in-law, and there aren't many guests today, and she's tally in the workshop behind her. Daman looked at Huiya's eyes and still had questions, and continued with a smile, "Xiaoman and I are both the daughters of the shopkeeper, we don't have a son in our family, and my father raised us like sons." ”

"I see, it's a girl full of shopkeepers." Hui Ya nodded when she heard this, feeling that this Daman was very good at observing words and feelings, and she was also clever, and she was a little satisfied with her in her heart.

What's more, although Daman is a guy in the shop, he is a girl, and he is an unmarried girl, if he wants to learn to take care of the shop, it is much more convenient to follow such a person around him than to deal directly with the foreign man who is the shopkeeper.

Huiya has the heart to use Daman. Naturally, she had to carefully observe how many catties and taels she weighed, and when there were no customers in the shop at this time, Huiya asked her a lot of questions about selling jewelry. Listening to Daman's endless talk about the skills of selling jewelry, Huiya felt that she had benefited a lot.

About half an hour passed. Accompanied by the shopkeeper, Zheng walked out from behind and took Huiya back to Zhao's mansion. On the carriage, Zheng's brows were furrowed tightly, obviously the situation of the shop he had actually seen just now. is not at all more optimistic than what the shopkeeper said, and Zheng Xu did not think of a way to save this shop.

"Mother, are you okay?" Huiya was a little worried about Zheng, and brought her a cup of tea, her face was not good now, she looked as if she was very tired, her face was slightly dark, and her lips were a little dehydrated because of too many words, so dry that she could see a little white skin.

"I'm fine, Ya'er don't worry." Zheng came back to his senses from his contemplation. Seeing that the girl frowned worriedly, she gently took the tea from her hand, took a sip and found that she was really thirsty, drank all the tea in the teacup, and then stretched out her arm to gently hug Huiya's small body, "Mother is fine." ”

"Mother, is the business in the shop not good?" Huiya pursed her lips, but decided to ask, even if she knew everything in the shop, it might not help her mother. But if you don't know at all, you won't be able to help your mother, and you should give your mother a place to vent.

"Well, it's been half a year in the shop. It's not good to be tossed by your aunt, and now she's slowly cleaning up the mess. Because Zheng wanted to protect his mother's face, he couldn't tell Zhao Erye too clearly about the things in the shop, but the truth was too uncomfortable in his heart.

What Zheng said to Hui Ya. It is easier to understand than what the shopkeeper said, and it also gives Huiya an intuitive feeling of the current situation of the jewelry store. Because the shop is its own, the cost of the jewelry store is not high, but if the status quo is maintained, the jewelry store will not be able to die and live, so it can only hang there.

"Mother, you say, if you can have some new jewelry patterns, will it make the business of the shop better?" Huiya remembered what the little sister said in the shop, raised her head and asked expectantly, hoping that she could help her.

"If there were new jewelry patterns, maybe business would be better. However, they are all craftsmen, and there is little ink in their stomachs, so it is already thankful that they can produce a new set of jewelry in a year or two. Zheng smiled and touched Huiya's hair, thinking that his daughter had already begun to use her brain to think about the shop at a young age, and she was relieved and sad for a while, feeling that she was too incompetent to make the child so precocious.

"Mother, I can draw embroidery patterns, can I also draw jewelry patterns, if it looks good, let them create it, won't they be able to sell it for money?" When Huiya heard her mother's affirmation, her heart was overjoyed, and her eyes were shining as she looked at Zheng, wanting to do her best.

"If you have nothing to do, you can draw some, or if you paint well, I'll let the shopkeeper make jewelry and give it to you, okay?" Zheng looked at Huiya so positively, and said with a smile, she felt that Huiya was just a whim, thinking that painting was not bad for children, so she promised to make jewelry for Huiya.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Huiya looked at her mother's smile and listened to her words, who didn't know that her mother didn't believe in herself and was perfunctory. However, perfunctory is perfunctory, as long as the things you draw yourself, your mother can take it to the jewelry store to create, this is a good start.

Back at Zhao's Mansion, Huiya didn't care about resting, so she got into the boudoir, let the girl polish the ink, and while changing the clothes of the guests outside, she recalled the exquisite jewelry she had seen in her previous life.

Huiya's memory is good, beautiful jewelry is especially memorable, Huiya only needs to think about it briefly, there are countless gorgeous jewelry in her mind, scrambling to be the first, even if there are no hundred, dozens of kinds are definitely there.

Huiya knew that she was young now, and if she drew too delicate and gorgeous jewelry, her mother would have doubts in her heart, and she hadn't painted for a long time, so she recalled what patterns were simple and interesting, and suitable for her own age.

Thinking about it like this, it really made Huiya think of it, not the tricks in her memory, but the set of squirrel hairpins she once wore. The hairpin made by the little squirrel is very playful and cute, even Miss Song likes it tightly, so what if it is a kitten, a rabbit or a little fox?

A smile slowly bloomed on Huiya's lips, her eyes were shining, the brush in her hand began to outline carefully, and the moving pictures gradually took shape. (To be continued.) )