Song Cheng's affair was revealed, and there was no place for him to stand in the wood dyeing workshop. The man searched for himself in the evening, rolled up the bed, and walked away from the side door with his baggage.

He knew that his face was shameless, and he didn't want to alarm anyone, but he didn't expect that as soon as he left the house and turned into the alley, he saw an acquaintance.

Ding Bo stood in the night breeze, his ravine-ravine face was full of gloom, and his eyes were complicated to look at Song Cheng who was walking slowly.

Ding Bo is an old man in the dyeing workshop, with a generous heart, and everyone in the workshop gets along well and is quite prestigious. Song Cheng went and returned, Ding Bo never said his gossip about this matter, that is, others ridiculed and ridiculed Song Cheng, and Ding Bo bumped into it, and he also wanted to dissuade him.

Although Song Cheng had many complaints about others, he had always been convinced in the face of Ding Bo, but now that he saw it, he still couldn't raise his head.

"Your sister-in-law knows that you are leaving, so I asked me to give you this packet of medicine, she heard that you were looking around for a medicine guide, and it happened that she got it there, so let you take it."

As he spoke, he handed over a packet of medicinal herbs. Song Cheng was ashamed in his heart and didn't stretch out his hand.

"I only saw that you were depressed before, and I thought it was...... Later, I found out that your old mother was sick. Even if their words are inappropriate and make you feel more and more unhappy, you shouldn't ......" Ding Bo originally only wanted to send the other party, but he couldn't help it, "We craftsmen, you are really confused to do this kind of thing." ”

Song Cheng was a master of the dyeing workshop, but he did the thing of contaminating the fabric with venom, and his reputation was ruined.

Hearing Ding Bo's accusation, Song Cheng was speechless. He is also an old man who has been with the old owner for many years, and he has some feelings for the dyeing workshop.

"There's also a refund from the owner of the shop." Ding Bo stuffed the bulging bag into Song Cheng's hand, "You did something wrong before, and the owner had to punish him according to the rules." Although you are wrong, the eldest lady is grateful for your hard work over the years, and specially asked me to transfer the fine and your salary this month to you. ”

"You've got it."

Song Cheng was stunned and grabbed Ding Bo's hand in disbelief: "Miss she, doesn't she blame me?" ”

"I don't know if Miss blames you, but you know the hard work that Miss has poured into the cloth." Ding Bo secretly gritted his back molars, and he couldn't forgive Song Cheng for what he did, "It's just that the young lady is kind, and she misses the old feelings the most." ”

"Miss said that the words that people had verbally insulted you before were due to her negligence and failure to detect it in time. You deserve this money, Miss will give it to you sincerely, and you can take it. ”

Ding Bo finished explaining the matter, forced the small bag into Song Cheng's arms, turned around and left.

Song Cheng looked at the small bag printed with the word wood dyeing, then looked at Ding Bo, who was slightly old, and then thought about Du Ruonan, who was supported independently, he was ashamed in his heart, chased after Ding Bo, and whispered to him.

told Ding Bo about the identity and treacherous thoughts of the person behind it.

Ding Bo was stunned when he heard this, and said goodbye to Song Cheng, and Ding Bo hurriedly went to find Du Ruonan.

East City.

Fortune Restaurant.

When the time is approaching, the pedestrians on the road are sparse, and the twilight outside the building is four.

However, the second floor of the restaurant is brightly lit, the largest private room is occupied, and many people are reflected on the screen window facing the street. But it didn't seem to be a feast, and the sound in the room was not noisy, and there was no sound of fists and persuasions.

Xiao Er pushed open the door, offended, and then lightly served the wine and delicacies, his movements were extremely cautious, and after the plating, he immediately tiptoed out, and did not dare to disturb the people in the room who were discussing.

"I heard that the wood dyeing workshop dismissed a master today." It was the owner of the Qingjin shop who spoke, and he had a red face and a very angry temperament, so he couldn't calm down.

"Hmm, but the surname is Song?" The owner of the Zhangjia Dyeing Workshop was an old man with a snow-white beard, he twisted his beard and slowly spoke, "But our Boss Song's fellow villager named Song Cheng?" ”

"But the affection bought back for twenty taels of silver can also be counted as a fellow villager, and this fellow is really cheap." The owner of Caiyi Pavilion laughed shamefully.

"You can't say that, Boss Song went to buy off Song Cheng, and it was also for the benefit of all of us." The person who spoke had a round face like a basin, a smile on his face, and a group of amiable spirits, "If you just leave Du Ruonan alone, let the wood dyeing cloth workshop become bigger, what good fruits can we people eat?" ”

After all, at the Caiyi Festival, it was these people who sought to strangle the wood dyeing cloth mill at a low price.

"Hmph, they are all fathers and masters, and they can't deal with a little girl with so much effort," the owner of the Qingjin shop showed disdain, "What kind of thing was Du Liang before, and he dared to take his own packing ticket, saying that as long as he tried his best to reduce the price during the Caiyi Festival, he would definitely be able to close the wood dyeing cloth workshop." ”

"It's good now, the price is indeed down, although the wood dyeing cloth workshop can't support it for a while, but in the end it stands up again, but it's us people, who have broken their blood before, I don't know what you are doing, anyway, our Qingjin shop is a big injury, and I can't do it anymore."

He obviously has grievances this time, and in everyone's ears, he also has mixed feelings.

After all, everyone's situation is actually similar: they all tightened their belts and fought with the wood dyeing cloth workshop on the Caiyi Festival, just to force the wood dyeing to death, so that they could embezzle half of the cloth market occupied by the Du family. However, the wood dyeing eased again - the investment of each family in the colorful clothing festival was lost.

The loss of money is unacceptable, and wood dyeing is a good sign of dead wood spring: I heard that Du Ruonan has perfected the batik technique, and the batik garments in the city are selling well.

The people who secretly calculated Du Ruonan can't help but beat the drum in their hearts now: The wood dyeing cloth workshop is bigger again, will Du Ruonan turn around and settle old accounts?

"Then Du Liang is still Du Ruonan's uncle, just because he offended her, he is still lying in bed." The boss of Caiyi Pavilion reminded him without yin or yang.

This is a hint that each family will never do anything.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, and there was some doubt in their eyes, and no one answered the conversation.

After all, if you want to talk about Du Ruonan, she is just a teenage girl, so she really has to do that......

"Good evening, uncles and uncles."

I could hear a clear female voice, accompanied by the sound of the door being pushed open.

The person who came was as beautiful as a lotus, slim and elegant, and it was Du Ruonan, the owner of the wood dyeing workshop.

"I heard that my uncle and uncle have been here recently to discuss the improvement of their skills, Ruonan was curious, and couldn't help but come to take a look and listen to the heart sutras of your uncles."

Seeing that everyone's expressions were sluggish and no one answered, Du Ruonan smiled lightly and said in a soft tone: "It's me who bothered me, don't blame Uncle Wanwang." As soon as she heard about this event, Ruonan was overwhelmed. ”

Du Ruonan smiled and looked around, sure enough, this room was full of many people, it was actually a large collection of cloth workshops, dyeing workshops, and ready-to-wear stores in Ruan County, and even Zhao Ruyun, who I had just met yesterday, was there.

But now Zhao Ruyun is sitting in the corner, pouring himself a drink, obviously not interested in other people's affairs.

The boss of Queqiao Immortal is the most clever, looking up with a round smile: "Where is it a grand event, it's just a few bad old men who have nothing to gossip about, it should have been called you, but thinking that you are still young, I am afraid that I will dislike our old man for pickling, and I can't go with us, so I didn't disturb you, a busy man." ”

"Now that you're here, we all feel that there is light on our faces, Xiao Er, add more, oh, this Brother Su is also here, add two more pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and ask you to stew another sauce plate duck, Sihe balls, and eight-treasure soup in the kitchen, make it hot, and bring it together."

Du Ruonan smiled and thanked him, Su Zhiyu would not be polite to others, and when he saw Du Ruonan sitting down, he sat next to Du Ruonan.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and the several bosses who spoke before looked at each other, but their eyes were no longer kind, and they couldn't help but suspect that the other party had leaked the party.

"Although everyone is a peer and doing business on the same street, Su Ri also bows his head and doesn't look up," Du Ruonan chuckled, "But this kind of group member occasion sitting together is really rare." ”

"But it is precisely because it is rare that it is more precious, and what we do business is to emphasize harmony and make money."

Speaking of this, Du Ruonan raised the teacup: "It coincides with the beautiful scenery, I will take this opportunity to give you a glass of arms and uncles, and I hope that in the future, we will also be like this, a group of harmony, a group of joy, and a group of wealth." ”

"If Nan is not good at drinking, he will replace wine with tea, and I hope that uncles and uncles will not blame." With that, she drank the tea in her cup.

When the others saw it, they looked at each other and didn't do what it should be.

"A group of harmony, a group of joy, a group of wealth, the owner of Du Fang said it well, very good, I also did it." Zhao Ruyun smiled and poured himself a glass of wine.

The owner of the ready-to-wear store, who had previously purchased batik fabrics from the wood dyeing workshop and signed a new agreement, also finished drinking a cup after seeing this.

Zhao Fatzi of Queqiao Immortal smiled on his face, but glanced at Zhao Ruyun and the others, and snorted coldly in his heart: You guys, you really took refuge in Du Ruonan's mountain. Singing a double reed with Du Ruonan here, everyone else is a fool.

"If you can be jubilant, it is naturally good, who doesn't look forward to adding more harmony and prosperity, we are some craftsmen who do small business, so we value this."

Zhao Fatzi said with a smile, but he never meant to drink.

"Uncle Zhao, I call you uncle, don't you mind?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, Du Ruonan continued, "We are indeed craftsmen, and we all have a lot of people behind us to support. Although our craftsmen seek food and clothing in business, they are not just for the sake of opening a dyeing workshop, researching skills, and improving the quality. ”

"Inherit the craftsmanship of our ancestors and carry it forward in my own hands, hoping that the cloth I made can be liked by more people, so that people can buy it back and wear it comfortably. It may be that we are craftsmen, and it is inevitable that there will be some ingenuity, but more importantly, it is an ingenuity. ”

"The 'Ascending Branch' silk launched by Boss Zhao's shop before was praised by the Ministry of Rites and selected as a tribute! When I heard this story when I was a child, I thought that when I grew up, I would want to make a fabric that is as famous as 'Ascending Branches'. ”

The smile on Boss Zhao's round face froze: "Old things, don't mention it." ”

Du Ruonan smiled and continued: "Boss Zhao may not take it seriously, but I always think of the surprise when I first saw 'Ascending the Branches'. It may be that Ruonan has thought about it, but I always feel that if there is a competition between craftsmen, it should be to see the truth in dyeing cloth. ”