In the morning, a person looks at the makeup mirror, and the mirror imported from overseas shines very clearly.

The frame is made of rosewood, the color is light, there is a dark fragrance, and the lining of the boudoir is more and more elegant and elegant.

At first glance, there is a beautiful woman in the mirror frowning slightly, and the smoke wave of melancholy overflows outward, which makes people feel pity for no reason. Looking closely, the man was just sleepy and frowned, his eyes were asymmetrical, one eye was swollen, and the crease of his eyelid was squeezed out, which looked a little funny.

It's a terrible sight!

Li Yuqing touched her swollen eyelids, she didn't fall asleep last night, thinking about how to save some money, otherwise she would either be starved to death or smoked to death by lamp oil.

She wants to eat something every day, and Mama Yang has to think about whether the ingredients are expensive or not, not to mention buying some books to pass the time, the last time she mentioned it, Mama Yang avoided her for several days.

Yesterday, Mama Qin gave Li Yuqing a silver ticket of five hundred taels when she left, she was really happy, and on the way to the outside of the town, she gave the silver ticket to Mama Yang, and said happily, "Mama, go buy more lamp oil, and buy a painting book, and call a few craftsmen to build a bigger one." ”

Mama Yang was funny and angry: "Why do you think about spending it all before the money is hot?" This money can't be used, and when the time comes, my sister's place to spend money will be big, and the dowry will have to be saved. ”

As he spoke, his face became serious, and he approached Li Yuqing and whispered: "Don't blame the old slave for saying something that doesn't sound good, and Mrs. Tai's situation is not good, so I can't tell what it will be like in the future." My aunt has also been gone for three years, the young lady is so young, and there is no elder by her side, and the master has never thought of taking my sister back, so it can be seen that the master did not take you seriously. My sister has to plan for herself now. ”

Li Yuqing lost herself in Mama Yang's preaching, she said several times that she planned to go to the scientific examination to become an official, but she was rejected invalidly, on the grounds that the imperial examination was hard, and it was not good for the girl's family to show up.

Li Yuqing shut up, the days are still long, and there is no need to persuade immediately. Maybe Mama Yang will understand that this choice is best for her condition.

Ren Bihe combed Li Yuqing's hair, and after a while, Mama Yang came with breakfast in the morning.

Xiaozao and Xing'er are two little maids, who are responsible for doing some chores in the inner courtyard.

Mama Yang accompanied her to the table for breakfast, and there was a plate of magnolia fried spring rolls, a few barley glutinous rice balls, and a bucket of bean juice on the street.

Since Zhou Hui's death, Mama Yang and Zimo have taken turns to eat with them, so as not to let Li Yuqing be alone and not lively.

Li Yuqing yawned several times in a row, tears came out of her eyes, she was too sleepy.

Mama Yang couldn't stand it anymore: "Didn't my sister sleep well last night, why is she so unenergetic?" ”

poured a cup of bean juice for Li Yuqing, and she seemed to have found a reason: "Xu is sleeping more during the day, today my sister is practicing embroidery with Zimo, and her spirit is enough during the day, and she is so sleepy at night." ”

Li Yuqing drooped her eyelids, sleepy, and all kinds of thoughts that she thought of last night popped up in her mind, and suddenly dispersed, repeatedly, like swinging in the clouds. In a daze, I didn't hear what Mama Yang said.

Mama Yang took her to the side hall, where she did needlework on weekdays.

Zimo is making summer clothes for her, moon blue, the material is gold silk soft smoke, it should be the satin sent by her grandmother yesterday, there is no such good clothing in this house.

The garment does not fit, but is cut in a large circle, and then the excess fabric is carefully sewn into it with silk threads until it fits perfectly. When Li Yuqing grows up, he will remove the thread and release the fabric, and he can continue to wear it, which can save a year or two of clothing money in this way.

Zimo and green orange are the two best embroiderers in the house, and the embroidery is often sold on consignment in the outside store, and they can get a good price.

Li Yuqing looked at Zimo's hands, slender and white, with quite thick calluses on his fingertips, flexibly shuttling and sewing between the clothes, like a fish playing with lotus leaves, with ease.

Zimo began to embroider, and the pattern was magnolia.

Li Yuqing doesn't like embroidery the most, a sharp mang is tied with various silk threads, mixed with various techniques, and the needle is strung up and down for half a day, and only a small piece of fruit is obtained. Annoying tight, but also around the eyes of people.

But it's okay to watch others embroider, Zimo's elegant and dignified movements are very pleasing to the eye, and the appearance of magnolia flowers is also good-looking.

Something flashed through Li Yuqing's mind.

And what?

She stared at Zimo.

Zimo is embroidering magnolia flowers.

The flowers are made of two kinds of silk threads, white and pale yellow.

What is it? The idea that came to her mind?

Magnolia flowers with pale yellow and white silk threads?

Zimo used two colors of flowers in embroidery?

No, what am I ignoring?

Purple ink is embroidering, embroidering magnolia flowers.

Is it a flower? What flowers, what are you thinking about earlier?

She stared at Zimo fiercely, and was about to come out.

Soon!

An exclamation, "Miss! ”

Zimo was stared at in a panic, wasn't Miss Mo stunned by something? Gotta wake her up.

Li Yuqing was startled, and his thoughts suddenly broke off.

"What's wrong with Miss?" Zimo asked with a concerned gaze.

I didn't have time to lament the idea of being scattered, and I couldn't bear to blame Zimo for being anxious about his behavior, so his tone calmed down, "It's nothing, I just thought of an idea to make money, scared you?" ”

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly grabbed Zimo's arm, "Auntie, tell me about what you just did, the more detailed the better." See if I can remember. ”

Zimo was puzzled in his eyes, but his mouth came one by one: "I just sewed Miss's clothes, took out the pattern of magnolia flowers, and began to embroider." ”

Then he continued with some hesitation: "Finally, when I saw Miss looking at me like that, I thought Miss was stunned, so I went to call you." ”

I know!

What I didn't remember was the trick! I can make money by drawing tricks! Although I can't draw complicated freehand, I can't do it with cute cartoons, and kids and girls who like cuteness will love it.

So he said: "Aunt Zimo, I thought of a way to get some income subsidies. Design some embroidery patterns suitable for children, sell them to embroidery workshops or sell them ourselves. ”

There are only a few common patterns embroidered on clothes by children in the town's clothing workshop, and there is nothing particularly cute and suitable for children.

"But miss, do you know how to draw tricks? This is a new trick that I haven't seen before. ”

"I saw some illusory creatures in my weird books, and it was very interesting, and I could try to draw them based on the descriptions." For example, cat and mouse, the Q version of the character...

After discussing with Mama Yang, Bihe Green Orange and others, they all agreed that this idea was feasible.

It was rare that Mama Yang did not object, and she deliberately went on a trip in the afternoon to buy some lamp oil and came back, so that Li Yuqing could draw a few samples in the evening.

As for why it's night? Whoever calls someone a night owl, the most energetic at night.

For the past few days, Li Yuqing has been painting tricks, and she is trying to find a way to change the pattern to be cute and acceptable to the people here.

However, she was clearly overthinking.