"Look at the shopkeeper." Mrs. Xu casually picked up a hairpin flower on the counter, pointed to the back of the hairpin, frowned, and said: "There is still a thread on the back of this that is not good, I don't like it at a glance." ”

"What? Is there no one on the Yunmeng hairpin flower? Shopkeeper Qiu asked curiously, his tone sounding a little unconvinced.

She has been dealing with needlework for more than 20 years, but wherever needlework is used, even if the thread is collected well, it will still show a little bit, and it is covered up with copper sheets on the back, and it can't be seen if you don't look closely, which is not a problem at all.

Of course, Mrs. Xu also knew that this was the case, if she hadn't seen the pair of Yunmeng hairpins, she wouldn't think it was a problem, but if she had seen it better, it would be really uncomfortable to let her look at these threads.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was not convinced, Mrs. Xu continued to point to the edge of the hairpin and said: "There are also these petals, they are not pinched evenly, some are a little higher, some are a little lower, and I feel uncomfortable in my hand." ”

The shopkeeper was really unconvinced, and said helplessly: "Aren't all flowers like this?" Layers of high and low staggered, only optimistic. ”

"No, that's different!" Mrs. Xu thought of the pair of Yunmeng hairpins that her daughter couldn't put down, and explained: "Although the pair of Yunmeng hairpins are also layered and staggered, they look neat. ”

"Really?" Shopkeeper Qiu began to regret that he didn't see it clearly at the beginning, so he sold the pair of Yunmeng hairpins.

If it is really as subtle as Mrs. Xu said, then the fifty taels buyout fee that Lin Meiyi said at the beginning is not much at all.

Mrs. Xu's side is not over yet, she put down the hairpin in the store, and said excitedly: "You don't know the autumn shopkeeper, that pair of Yunmeng hairpin flowers gives people a very different feeling, you don't think there is anything at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, you can't look at the silk flowers next to it, you just feel that it is not as good as it." ”

"My daughter said that it was the soul, just like an ancient painting, after a long time, I experienced more things, and it seemed to come alive......"

Seeing that the more Mrs. Xu spoke, the more scary it became, the shopkeeper Qiu hurriedly interrupted and sent Mrs. Xu out.

What is alive and dead, just a hairpin flower, if it is really alive, it will not scare people to death!

"Huh? Why is the door so lively? ”

When the two came to the gate, the shopkeeper Qiu muttered in confusion.

I don't know when, there were suddenly more people on the left side of the door of their embroidery room, both men and women, all around a small stall.

The gate of the embroidery room is high, and the shopkeeper Qiu saw Lin Meiyi who was surrounded in the middle of the crowd as soon as he looked out, and was surprised.

"Why is she here? What do you do there? Why are so many people around? Shopkeeper Qiu asked suspiciously, and he didn't know who he was asking.

But soon, she saw a woman happily squeezing out of the crowd with a beautiful hairpin......

"Shopkeeper Qiu, I really have nowhere to find my iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get here! I'm going to have a hairpin flower and it's coming! ”

After Mrs. Xu said this, her eyes lit up, she lifted her skirt and ran to the stall, she couldn't wait, as if she was afraid that the good things she wanted would be sold out if she was late.

As she ran, she instructed the two mothers-in-law who came with her to clear the road for herself, which immediately attracted a bunch of complaints.

"Get out of the way, my wife is here!"

"Who?"

"Hey, how do you push people, you mother-in-law!"

Lin Meiyi was collecting money, Lin Dalang was maintaining order, the brother and sister heard the movement, and they all raised their heads to look, and saw that the originally crowded crowd had been separated, and the two fat women stood on one side and forced out a passage.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a blue dress walked over, Lin Meiyi felt familiar, and called tentatively: "Mrs. Xu? ”

Mrs. Xu didn't expect this little girl to remember herself, so she nodded hurriedly, and then looked at the low table in front of Lin Meiyi.

At this glance, I immediately felt the happiness of being surrounded by beautiful hairpins.

"Little girl, did you make it yourself?" Mrs. Xu asked tentatively.

Lin Meiyi nodded, "Yes, I made it myself, do you want one from Madame?" ”

Mrs. Xu bowed her head, and the hands she held together tightened and tightened, which suppressed her excitement.

The hairpin flowers Lin Meiyi made this time are ordinary hairpins, without hollow embroidery, and without using fantasy beads that should not appear in this era, but just that, relying on unique workmanship and special color matching, she still threw off a lot of hairpins in the embroidery room.

Ordinary people may not be able to see any special difference, at most they think that the color of Lin Meiyi's side is better, but those who understand it naturally understand, such as Mrs. Xu, she just thinks that these hairpins made by Lin Meiyi are more aura than those in the embroidery room.

However, although these hairpins are exquisite, she feels that they are not the best.

This little girl is definitely more than that.

Mrs. Xu took a deep breath, eased her excitement, pointed to the only black wooden box on the table and asked, "What's in this box?" ”

Don't tell her it's just a decorative box for hairpins.

That's naturally not, Lin Meiyi is not arrogant enough to use a wooden box to hold hairpins.

Mrs. Xu didn't mention it, and the people around didn't notice the wooden box, because the tablecloth was black, and there were a bunch of colorful hairpins next to it, so people's eyes would naturally skip over the box.

But now that Mrs. Xu mentioned it, the curiosity of the big guy was suddenly aroused.

"Little girl, what's in the box? Open it up and let the big guy see it. A woman urged.

The others chimed in, "Open it, open it so that we can see what else this hairpin can be made." ”

Everyone agreed that there must be something surprising in this.

Lin Meiyi hasn't opened the box because she hasn't met anyone who can buy it, and now Mrs. Xu has unexpectedly appeared, this lady has a lot of money, and she thinks the box can be opened in advance.

So, under the curious gaze of everyone, Lin Meiyi took the square black box to the middle of the table, opened the lid, and revealed the red hairpin flower inside.

The whole flower is pure red, and it is no longer a Japanese-style hairpin, but a common silk flower, the shape of a peony, the stamen is stacked with golden color beads, and the sunlight casts down, refracting a layer of faint golden halo, wrapping the whole flower.

But this is not the most surprising place, two golden-winged butterflies stopped on the flowers, the wind blew, the wings fluttered gently, and the wings fluttered to fly out of the box, causing everyone to subconsciously lean back, trying to avoid the flying butterflies.

Unexpectedly, the wind blew halfway, and the butterfly still stopped on the flower, and people suddenly realized that this was a fake butterfly.

"Girl, isn't this really a real butterfly?" Someone still didn't believe it, and asked suspiciously.

Lin Meiyi stretched out her finger and gently stroked the butterfly's wings, the wings trembled slightly, but the butterfly did not react at all, "This is a fake butterfly I embroidered with a unique embroidery method." ”