For Shi Yiwen, of course he didn't know that his soap caused frustration in the Tang family, and he hadn't even heard of this person at all. Naturally, I don't know that someone has already made soap in Nanjing, but the cost is a little higher.

In the early morning, facing the morning light in the east. As in the past, Shi Yiwen was humming a song while running along the Qinhuai River, and now this kind of morning exercise has become his habit. Anyway, it's time for him,

Life in the Ming Dynasty was easy and comfortable, of course, it was inevitable to have no worries about food and clothing, and there was no need to afford expensive housing prices. With a house and money, and a beautiful girl waiting, this day is naturally relaxed and comfortable.

At this time, the gate of the inner city had just opened, and the vendors who entered the gate to catch the morning market came in one after another, rushing to the market in the city. After running along the Qinhuai River for an hour, almost twenty miles, he ran back home.

Shi Yiwen, who was drenched in sweat, just entered the door, and Xiao Lian over there hurriedly greeted him, holding a teacup and saying.

"Young master, drink tea."

Handing over the teacup, Xiao Lian wiped the sweat for the young master with a cloth towel and said.

"Young master, why do you toss yourself like this all day long, and it takes half an hour to run."

When wiping the young master's sweat, Xiao Lian pouted again.

"I really don't know what Sister Xiao Yun is busy with all day, she gets up early, but she doesn't know how to come over to serve the young master."

As a "housekeeper", Xiao Lian is obviously not a competent housekeeper.

"Sister Xiaolian, are Xiao Yun and Xiao Mei practicing in the house?"

Xiao Qing, who came over with a washbasin, said.

"Practice? What work? ”

The young master's question made Xiaoqing's face blush.

"Wow, Xiaoqing can't say clearly, anyway, it's all work that can't see people."

Can't see people's kung fu?

While Shi Yiwen was curious, Xiao Pian on the side suddenly exclaimed.

"Ah, young master, the stitches of the clothes on your shoulders are stretched, Xiaoqing, go get the needle money."

Looking at the stitches of the stretched clothes, Xiao Lian said.

"Young master, quickly change out of this clothes, and go back to sew a new one for the young master, the stitches of this bought clothes are still not dense enough."

Because it is not convenient to wear clothes such as student shirts and robes for running, Shi Yiwen will ask Xiao Lian to buy a few short fights for himself, but because the short fights are all worn by Lifu, the price is cheap, and the stitches are naturally not dense, and it is easy to break the stitches.

Hearing that Xiao Lian wanted to sew clothes for herself, Shi Yiwen said with a smile.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, go back and find a ready-to-wear shop, just order a few pieces, it's nothing more than a matter of adding more silver."

Despite this, when Shi Yiwen went to the soap factory, he didn't follow Xiao Lian to buy materials and sew up the short dozen that Gongzi wore during the morning exercise.

"Yikes!"

Listening to the painful sound of Xiao Lian's hand being pricked by needles, Kou Yun sat next to her and said.

"Little mercy, or I'll sew it."

"Sister Yun, you, can you sew clothes?"

Xiao Lian's surprise made Kou Yun stunned, and her expression became unnatural, the daughter of the Kou family was born in a green building.

"Sister Yun, you, don't get me wrong, blame me, blame me."

Xiao Pian, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, hurriedly made up for it.

"Xiao Lian, I'm also a woman, how can I not do needlework?"

Cleaning up the emotions in her heart, Kou Yun smiled and took the clothes from Xiao Lian's hand, and then sewed them up neatly. Seeing that Kou Yun's stitches were very dense and extremely skilled, Xiao Lian was surprised.

"Sister Yun, your stitching is really good."

"In the Kou family, in addition to practicing every day, dancing, learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I am also learning cooking skills, and this female celebrity naturally has a lot of ......"

Referring to the days in the Kou family, Kou Yun said while sewing.

"Actually, Xiao Lian, my sister has always been very envious of you and Xiaoqing, although it is a girl, but being a girl is more comfortable than being in the Kou family, the daughter of the Kou family, since she was born, she has not been in her idle time, learning this and that, even if she can't use it for a lifetime, she has to learn, just like this needle and money work, shelving the Kou family, but she still can't leave to please a man, sew a purse or something to give to a man......"

When it comes to the days of the Kou family, Kou Yun's face does not have the slightest nostalgia, and now she prefers the days here, which are more relaxed and comfortable.

"Sister Yun, actually, actually, since you have arrived at the young master, you don't have to practice those kung fu."

At the mention of those kung fu, Xiao Lian's face blushed for a while, she had also seen Kou Yun and Xiao Mei practicing in the house, and she had asked curiously, so she looked like this.

"Hehe, Xiao Lian, my sister told you, some kung fu, not to say, can only be used in the Kou family."

Looking at Xiao Lian with a smile, Kou Yun said in a coquettish voice.

"Actually, you are still young, and it's not too late to practice now, after two years of practice, when you wait for the young master in the future, the young master will definitely like it."

When Kou Yun said this, Xiao Lian suddenly blushed.

"Sister Yun, you, you...... Ignore you! ”

"Why don't you ignore my sister, Xiao Lian, you are the young master's personal ring, you will inevitably warm the bed for the young master in the future, if this kung fu is practiced well, the young master may not be ......"

At this moment, the young master's voice came.

"Huh? What are you doing here? ”

"Yikes!"

When the young master's voice came, Xiao Lian's face was as red as a ripe apple, and he hurriedly jumped up.

"No, nothing ......"

"Young master, no, Xiao Lian saw that your clothes were torn, so he went to pull some cloth and make a dress for you, young master, you see, Xiao Lian's fingers are all pierced with needle eyes......

"That's, that's ......"

The blushing little pity hurriedly defended.

"He also said that there is no young master, you see."

Kou Yunjiao smiled and took Xiao Lian's hand, and was about to show it to the young master.

"No, there are no things, they are all sewn by Sister Yun."

Two little girls, you say a word, my words fell into my ears, looking at the short fight that had been sewn up, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"This dress must have been sewn by the two of you together, and your hands must have been pierced, well, I'll figure out a way to find this dress."

Thinking in his heart, after returning to the study, Shi Yiwen entered the space, and then entered the library. In the exhibition hall on the first floor of the library, there are several sewing machines on display, and after a little adjustment in the library, Shi Yiwen moved out a pedal sewing machine. Then he called Xiao Lian and Kou Yun.

"Young Master, what is this?"

As soon as I heard that there was something fresh, not only Xiao Lian and Kou Yun came, but also Xiao Jing and Xiao Mei, the two little girls, also followed, and for a while, the study was full of girls' chatter.

"It's a sewing machine."

Shi Yi explained.

"You see, turn this wheel and step on the pedal underneath, and the machine will automatically sew the garment, fast and strong."

Although there is no manual, because there was a sewing machine at home when he was a child, and his mother often used it, Shi Yiwen was no stranger to sewing machines, and quickly threaded the thread into the thread box, and then asked Xiao Lian to take a piece of cloth.

"Xiao Lian, you see, it's just a step on ......"

As he spoke, under the gaze of the four girls, Shi Yiwen stepped on the sewing machine pedal, and with a mechanical roar, the piece of cloth was sewn into a glance.

As soon as the cloth was sewn, Kou Yun hurriedly picked up the piece of cloth, looked at the piece of cloth and said in surprise.

"Oh my God, this, this is so fast! This stitch ...... Master, master, I'll try, let me try......"

Compared with others, women always have an instinctive love for sewing, and almost instantly, several girls are hooked on this sewing machine......

Listening to their chattering and looking at their exclamation, Shi Yiwen also laughed.

Sometimes, the reason to be happy is always simple.