Lao Li's eggs were all laid by the little hens of the year, and they were generally not big.

But it's fresh and clean.

If it weren't for this stall, the place would be so remote that it would have been sold out long ago.

The little brothers and sons were carrying sugar cakes in their arms, selling eggs while waiting for Qiao Ximei.

Li Xixian saw that Li Xiren was gradually able to take charge of himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, thinking about how to shoot the rabbit skin.

At this time, Qiao Ximei had already come out of the Splendid Workshop.

All the goods she brought were sold, but her mood was not very beautiful.

Thirty strips of muslin cloth were sold for a total of three hundred copper coins. And the twenty cotton silk purses were only sold for 300 copper coins.

Six hundred dollars, which seems like a lot.

However, after deducting the cost of materials and other costs, the net profit that can actually fall into hand is not more than 120 yuan.

Muslin cloth and cotton silk purses are delicate tasks that require good embroiderers.

These 30 handkerchiefs and 20 purses, she took a few daughters-in-law and children together, and it took two or three months to get up early and work every day.

Gu Dacheng said that there are more purses sent to the store recently, and the colors are also very novel.

The styles and colors sold by Qiao Ximei are relatively old.

Especially purses, which are popular now are fresh styles from Beijing.

The appearance is new from time to time, so naturally it can't be sold at a high price. I am willing to give her fifteen wen, or I will give her a favor for the sake of the face of cooperating with each other for many years.

Come back next time, if there is no new style, then the muslin cloth will have to be collected according to eight yuan, and the cotton silk purse can only be collected according to twelve yuan.

Qiao Ximei sighed in her heart. The more money is needed, the more likely it is to go wrong.

Her handkerchiefs and purses, the style is indeed not new.

But the colors and embroidery, she chooses carefully and carefully arranges them every time.

It is necessary to strive to be brilliant, but also to ensure that it is not out of line.

For this little work, it's like a broken heart.

But Gu Dacheng, who was smiling and made tea and poured water for her, could just say it seriously, and her meticulous works were about to be unsold.

Carrying an empty basket, Qiao Ximei wandered aimlessly along the street.

She's been hit a little bit harder today.

Every time she is in the Splendid Workshop, she still has to buy some fine cloth and silk.

Although she usually buys cloth heads, the grade of the materials is there, and even if it is cloth heads, it is not cheap.

Not to mention, the price of this cloth has also risen today!

Embroidery thread is inherently a consumable.

Although you don't have to buy embroidery needles every time, you have to change some or add some every other day.

It's not easy to come up with fresh tricks.

This fresh pattern inevitably requires the use of new colors of fabrics and embroidery threads.

It's all money!

Qiao Ximei felt that she was not sure, and she would definitely be able to come up with some new tricks.

So this time, I didn't even buy the muslin and cotton cloth, so I left the splendid workshop in a little daze.

Gu Dacheng still had a smile on his face, and sent her out of the door enthusiastically.

But Qiao Ximei felt that Gu Dacheng's smile was particularly dazzling.

She walked aimlessly through the streets, just in time for the scene of the young men riding their horses galloping, rampage.

Qiao Ximei has something on her mind, and her reaction will inevitably be a little sluggish.

Although I heard the noise in the distance, I didn't know the danger behind the noise.

Suddenly, I heard a broken cry in my ear: "Get out of the way!" ”

"Whoosh-smack!" The sound of the whip breaking through the air was heard. The sound of horses' hooves is getting closer and closer.

Qiao Ximei finally woke up, but she was stunned.

I saw a red horse, on which sat a young man in green with oily hair and a pink face, who was raising his whip with hideous eyes and galloping towards her.

Behind the red horse, there were four or five young men in brocade clothes riding horses and whips, following closely behind.

One by one, they shouted:

"Drive! Drive! "Strategy! Plan! "!" "Get out of the way!" "Look for death!" "Get out!"

Of course, Qiao Ximei didn't want to die, but her legs were weak and she couldn't move.

Seeing that a stampede was about to happen, Qiao Ximei couldn't help but close her eyes.

Forgot to look at the yellow calendar when you went out today?

Could it be that this old life is about to be confessed here?

Qiao Ximei just felt that she was afraid that she would be helpless, but she only felt light.

A strong force struck. At the same time, a "offended" sounded in my ears.

Her waist was as if she was being clamped by an iron hoop, and it hurt.

When I opened my eyes, I felt as if I had suddenly learned to fly through the clouds, and I actually flew into the air.

In a short moment, those brocade-clothed boys and their mounts had already rushed across the ground where they were standing.

Watching them rush past her, she only thought she might be dreaming.

Immediately after, Qiao Ximei felt that she was being carried by the iron hoop again, and easily turned over in mid-air, and then landed on the ground safely.

The crowd who witnessed this moment was silent for a while, and suddenly burst into a deafening applause:

"Good!"

The iron hoop-like arm around Qiao Ximei's waist had already been withdrawn from her waist at this time.

The hero who saved people just now was clasping his hands into fists at this time, making a circle to the surrounding crowd.

Qiao Ximei, who has always been articulate, couldn't say a word at this time.

She panicked. The hands and feet are very soft. I couldn't help but be scared for a while.

The kind-hearted man who saved the person seemed to see that she was frightened.

Wen Yan persuaded her to see a doctor, and also beckoned a passer-by who was watching the excitement on the side of the street, took the initiative to help her, and escorted her to Pujitang.

Qiao Ximei was so frightened that she almost lost her soul.

At this time, he couldn't even say anything, but he still couldn't care about his mouth, and thanked the kind-hearted person one after another.

The kind-hearted person left Qiao Ximei at the door of Puji Hall, smiled and waved her hand, and left.

Qiao Ximei didn't even see his appearance very clearly.

I only remember that he seemed to be wearing a dark blue cocoon silk jacket.

Qiao Ximei was scared at this moment.

Up and down, as if he was hungry, he was sudden.

I can't even walk.

In fact, if it weren't for the kind Samaritan and the passerby, the two of them would have borne her weight and almost carried her forward. She couldn't even get to the door of this Puji Hall.

Leaning against the pillar at the entrance of Puji Hall, she rested for a long time before Qiao Ximei finally relieved herself.

It is naturally impossible to see a doctor.

The bitter medicine juice is drunk so that people have no appetite, and it is expensive to die.

How can we afford to eat?

It's just a little frightened, it's not a big deal.

Go home tonight, let Jingfu have a hard trip, and surprise her in the second half of the night.

As soon as Qiao Ximei eased her breath, she became the lively and vigorous old lady again.

She staggered away from the door of Puji Hall and ran straight to the nearest silver building.

She went to Yinlou, not to play jewelry.