Just when she was chatting with the system, Tao Defu had already ordered someone to move the ancient dynasty embroidery screen, which was placed next to He Wei's embroidery frame.

He Wei hurriedly pulled back to her senses and prepared to work.

The silk threads and fabrics needed to repair the screen were found from the wire box and the rag basket, and the smallest embroidery needle was taken from the specially made embroidery needle.

Because the rotten hole of the insect moth is in the lower left corner of the screen, it is not suitable to stand or sit to repair it, she compared the height, and then asked the guy to help get a futon, put it on the slightly cool floor, and then sat cross-legged, and then compared the gestures, this time the height is just right, He Wei happily bent her eyebrows and smiled.

Pull the embroidery screen sideways to the knees, first fill the part that was on the top but the effect is not good, carefully cut it with delicate tweezers, repair the satin edge is neither round nor square, and then cut the satin selected for use into such an irregular pattern, take a needle to wear the silk thread similar to the plum blossom tone on the embroidery screen, and hang the hands in the front and back of the embroidery screen respectively, so that the two sides are pierced, the action is so fast, people can't help but be dazzled.

Tao Defu saw that she had entered the state of repair so quickly, and whether it was her expression or movements, she looked like she was in her chest, and she couldn't help but be determined, so he ordered his man to move two chairs, and brought a teapot and a teacup, and sat on the side with Zhao Shirong to watch quietly.

Although I can't see the specific technique of He Wei clearly, the location of the rotten hole in the embroidery screen gradually shows the prototype of a certain item, and the onlookers of embroidery, from the initial curiosity to the current surprise, all admire it in their hearts.

Especially Zhao Furong, her heart is surging.

As Yu Yajun guessed, Zhao Furong did not have no thoughts about He Wei's arrival.

Different from Yu Yajun's calmness and disdain, Zhao Furong seemed much more anxious.

Speaking of which, she has been working in the embroidery industry for more than 20 years, which is enough to say that she is an old embroiderer, not to mention that she received a senior embroidery certificate three years ago, and she is not without pride.

The other embroiderers and fellows respectfully called her "Sister Zhao", and she also responded with peace of mind. But now, a new little girl who has not grown all her hair suddenly came to the store, saying that she not only understands ancient embroidery, but can also repair Zhao Shirong's rotten embroidery screen, Zhao Furong can't help but be anxious.

She is not like Yu Yajun - she passed the skills test of a senior embroiderer at a young age; There are still ten or twenty years to make progress in the future.

She is already in her early forties, from the prime of her youth, to the current age of not being confused, she has narrowly crossed the torrent between intermediate embroiderers and senior embroiderers, and then further, not regression is progress.

She does not have Yu Yajun's grand goals and strong dedication, she wants to fight, rush, and strive to be the leader of the industry, she just wants An An to spend the last few years of her embroidery career in Yuxiu Pavilion, and save more money for the family, so that her son's illness can get the best treatment.

Because of this, He Wei's arrival gave her a great sense of crisis. For fear that Tao Defu would survive the fittest and dismiss her, or, the treatment given to her was not as good as before, and put her back to the position of intermediate embroiderer in disguise. If that were the case, how much would she have to lose?

Zhao Furong subconsciously raised her eyes, and glanced at Yu Yajun who was sitting alone in front of the embroidery frame.

If you are also at such an age to sit on the chair of a senior embroiderer, facing the situation at this moment, you may be able to do it without shock.

Where did Zhao Furong think that the latter was not as calm and calm as it appeared on the surface, and her heart was churning.

It's just that her pride doesn't allow her to stop what she does, squeeze into a group of low-middle-level and low-level embroiderers, good and bad, and watch a thirteen-year-old yellow-haired girl show off her ancient embroidery skills.

But as the onlookers let out a few suppressed and restrained exclamations and admiration from time to time, Yu Yajun began to sit still.

Zhao Shirong didn't care about the ghost system of "the workplace must be quiet", and as soon as He Wei stopped, he immediately leaned over to look.

"Good!"

After Zhao Shirong saw it, he patted his legs and laughed, and did not forget to give a thumbs up to praise He Wei: "This craft!" It's absolutely amazing! ”

Seeing this, Tao Defu hurriedly got up and walked closer to take a closer look.

The original rotten hole, through her cross-embroidery method, not only connected the rotten open screen bottom, but also embroidered a double-sided embroidered sachet that was forgotten in a corner of the garden. The main color of the sachet is similar to that of the plum petals, and the drooping sac is bright yellow, which happens to match the stamens on the plum blossoms.

Zhao Shirong was very satisfied with this, quite satisfied.

Although you look closely, you can still see the difference between the old and the new sachet and the original screen, but this is not a problem, there are many old methods on the market, Zhao Shirong has been in the antique industry for so long, how can he not know a thing or two? As long as there is no difference in the embroidery, then the repair is considered successful.

Seeing that Zhao Shirong was so happy, He Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not easy to make some money!

The main thing is that he is not satisfied, not to mention the salary, and maybe he will have to compensate him for some losses.

Now, she can be regarded as taking the first step towards success, not only in Yuxiu Pavilion, but also in this newcomer to the world.

The embroiderers gathered around came forward to congratulate:

"Boss Zhao can be relieved now, after the old antique is repaired, it can be worth a lot of money!"

"Needless to say! Haven't you heard? A while ago, a bridge from Kyoto was said to have been handed down during the Yongqing period, and the starting price was 1 million, and in the end it seemed that 18 million was taken away! ”

"Wow! Then it's time for Boss Zhao to have a treat! ”

Zhao Shirong smiled and stroked his palms: "Cheng!" I'm in for a treat today! Didn't your shopkeeper set a place? Juxian Building! Let's drink it, don't get drunk, don't go home! ”

"Wow-"

The embroiderers cheered in unison.

Although it is not practical to drink until you get drunk at noon, Zhao Shirong is worried about it, and it is a big deal to go home and sleep well when you are drunk, and they still have to go to work to embroider work, but this is the atmosphere, isn't it?

He Wei also smiled and bent her eyebrows, got up from the futon, beat her numb calf, and turned around to see Tao Defu poured her a cup of silver and green, fragrant Biluochun, hurriedly thanked her, and after taking it, she sat on the embroidery pier and took a small sip.

Although she only embroidered a mini sachet, and when she practiced female red in her previous life, she sat for a long time and embroidered a dressing skirt I don't know how many times easier, but so many people stared at her embroidery, one of them was her future food and clothing parents, it was difficult not to be nervous, from the needle to the needle, always lifting the mind, this moment relaxed, somewhat tired.

Toddford saw her fatigue and led her to the next lounge.

"If you're tired, take a rest here first, and when it's time for dinner, I'll ask Anzi to come up and call you. By the way," Tao Defu said, took out a copy from his coat pocket and handed it to He Wei: "This is your salary for repairing the embroidered screen, and the password is six eights." Don't be polite to me, that's what the boss meant. To be honest, if it weren't for you, I don't know how to solve this matter, so you deserve it. As for the future, we will do it according to the contract, do you have no opinion? ”

He Wei shook her head.

"Okay, you go in and rest, I'll go downstairs and have a look."

Toddford waved his hand casually and went downstairs.

After He Wei closed the door, she didn't really lie down in bed to rest, but sat in a rocking chair under the south window, looking at the bank card in her hand over and over again.

According to the meaning of Toddford's words, it seems that this salary is not small, but how much is it?

[30,000. 】

The immature voice of the system Jun popped out a number.

Can you see that?

He Wei was so shocked that the bank card fell to the ground.

[Please! I'm not a computer, so I can read magnetic card information...... I just accidentally heard the shopkeeper's voice. 】

You mean, you can read minds?

He Wei stroked her chest, and her mood was a little delicate.

The system is hers, the system can read minds, and the conclusion is that she can read minds.

Does that mean that she can read whomever she wants in the future?

The more Emma wears the wrong one, the more she can have such a bullying and cool ability, is God treating her too well?

[You think too much, except for your heart, I can read it anytime and anywhere, and everyone else's must have contact with you. The shopkeeper handed the magnetic card to you, and the two of you had indirect contact with the magnetic card, so I could read it, but I also read a small paragraph, he said: Forget it, just spend money to eliminate the disaster, if there is no her, Zhao Shirong's 30,000 yuan is not enough to say that it is earned, but it is not enough to lose it......]

He Wei twitched the corners of her mouth, well, she knew that there was no such good thing in the world.

Bent down to pick up the bank card, flicked it lightly, 30,000, if the silk painting failed to sell at the calligraphy and painting exhibition, with this money, the pressure on the shoulders of my parents can also be lightened, but, how should I give them it?

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