Chapter 277: Good Men Don't Fight Women
When she came to Beijing, Lu Wei's arrangements were still the same as when she was in Linjiang.
She lives in the same yard with Ah Xiu, and her food and clothing are also on par with Ah Xiu.
Ah Xiu gave her two maids and a mother-in-law, and there were four guards when she went out.
Lu Wei is nineteen years old, and over the years, she has devoted herself to embroidery and paintings, except for this, she has done nothing, she will not do anything, and her eyes are full of burning and love for embroidery.
When she was fifteen or sixteen, Lu Bao wanted to find a family affair for her sister, but unfortunately Lu Wei was not happy.
It is said that the twisted melon is not sweet, and my sister is already dumb, and doing things she doesn't like will only make her depressed.
Lu Bao didn't mention it, but said that he would see it if he met someone he liked in the future.
So it dragged on until now, Lu Wei takes embroidery as a companion all day long, how can anyone like it, even if there is one, it is not as good as the embroidery in hand.
Seeing that this person is going to dedicate his life to embroidery, Ah Xiu intends to ask her out to move around more, so today by inspecting the new embroidery building, let her go out for a walk.
Lu Wei went out after breakfast, she didn't wander around the street, and went directly to the embroidery building in Xicheng.
The carriage stopped at the door, and the maid in the blue jacket got out of the car and lifted the curtain.
After a while, Lu Wei, who was picturesque, fair-skinned, wearing a lilac Hunan skirt and a snow-blue cloak, came down.
"Girl, be careful."
The little maid spoke to her word by word, and Lu Wei nodded, indicating that she understood.
She is basically able to communicate with people now, as long as the other party speaks slowly and words clearly.
The group entered the embroidery building, and the steward invited people to the private room on the second floor.
This embroidery building in Beijing is mainly made of flowing color yarn clothes, and the clothes and various items in it are also aimed at men.
Lu Wei went up to the second floor and it was difficult to go out, so she tasted tea and looked at the picture album inside.
The embroidery building has just opened, and there are many guests, including the young master who came to see the goods in person, and the female elders who added clothes to the juniors.
The second floor where Lu Wei is located is full of private goods, which are dedicated to displaying some customized products, or for people to accept and pick up the goods.
It was originally an elegant and quiet second floor, but it didn't take long for it to be broken by a question.
"Didn't I say it, master, I want Zhang Yang to be a little more generous. What's going on with these green bamboos, and this verse, I said put it on top, how did it get down there......"
The voices outside became more and more urgent, as if they were about to quarrel.
After a while, the steward knocked on the door outside, saying that some guests were dissatisfied with the customized goods, and could they let Lu Wei go out to explain to show appeasement.
In these places in Beijing, it is either rich or expensive to pull someone out on the street, and the maid does not dare to refuse at will, so she tells Lu Wei, who can see it, word by word.
When the man talked about green bamboo and poems, Lu Wei knew that it was the goods.
The patterns of those customized products are all out of her, and she still has an impression of the robe with the verses.
In this way, under the leadership of the maid, the group pulled the door and went out.
When the three of them came to the main hall outside, they saw the steward bowing his head and explaining something to a young man in a moon-white robe.
The boy was obviously dissatisfied, and the steward didn't admit it anyway, so he had to cast a look at Lu Wei's master and servant for help, and said: "Our chief steward of the embroidery building, Xiuniang, happens to be here, and the son can discuss with her directly if he wants to change it." ”
Zhuojia embroidery floor of the custom products are to make the guests satisfied, although it has been open for so long and rarely reworked, it is not nothing.
Lu Wei felt that these things were very common, and she had no opinion on rework, but when the man turned around, she was a little stunned, why was it a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
The eighteen-year-old and nineteen-year-old young man has a clear and handsome face, a pair of peach blossom eyes, a tall figure, and an extraordinary, and at first glance he knows that he is the son of a high-ranking official family.
Lu Wei felt familiar, but soon she thought that this was Jingzhong, how could she know someone here, probably just a little like someone.
"She's your housekeeper?"
Jiang Boyuan didn't recognize Lu Weilai at all, frowned and stepped forward and said, "I'm not satisfied with this robe, I must change it according to what I said." First, remove the green bamboo and replace it with flame patterns. Second, put the verse on top, and continue to embroider the red flame below, and so on. ”
When the time was made, Jiang Boyuan only said that he wanted Zhang Yang to be some and show nobility.
Lu Wei made a picture as usual, and came out of this robe.
The robe was silvery-white, with falling bamboos on his shoulders and waist, and a poem written by himself on the hem of his robe.
With such a match, Lu Wei felt that it had achieved the effect of Zhang Yang and nobility, and at the same time it was elegant, but it was a pity that this person didn't like it.
Jiang Boyuan spoke very quickly, Lu Wei naturally couldn't understand it, and the maid next to her repeated it word by word.
Jiang Boyuan looked stunned, blinked and reflected, this person was afraid that he couldn't hear it.
Can you be an embroiderer if you can't hear it?
Jiang Boyuan was shocked, and the anger in his heart disappeared inexplicably.
Maybe they didn't communicate well, so they didn't make a robe that satisfied them, and he didn't remember the villain, so he could give a chance to make amends.
This side has begun to loosen her mouth, and Lu Wei shook her head directly when she heard that the robe was going to be changed to a flame pattern.
She raised her hand, and the little maid next to her handed over a bound notebook and a charcoal pen with clothes.
has followed Ah Xiu for so many years, and Lu Wei is also literate.
I saw that she wrote a big ugly character directly in the notebook with charcoal, and then held it up to Jiang Boyuan to see.
Obviously, she didn't agree with any flame pattern with poetry, and she thought it was extremely ugly when she thought about it.
He took the initiative to give in, but this person still didn't appreciate it, Jiang Boyuan was puzzled and asked, "What's the matter, it's ugly?" ”
He also knew that this man's ears were not good, and he learned to speak like a maid just now.
Lu Wei understood, and quickly wrote a line in the notebook.
"If you want a fire pattern, the material is not matched, only ugly and weird, not ostentatious and extravagant."
She made it clear, but Jiang Boyuan didn't admit it.
"My son, I like it, I take the money, even if it's ugly, I want it, do it."
The gorgeous robe that he came up with after thinking about it for a long time actually relegated this woman to the ground, Jiang Boyuan was very angry, very angry.
Lu Wei regarded embroidery as her beloved, and asked her to make a very ugly robe, which was an insult to embroidery, and she was definitely unhappy.
"Don't."
Two words, coupled with the woman's resolute expression, Jiang Boyuan inhaled it in one go, and it was difficult to even spit it out.
"You, you, you're just a housekeeper. I, I'm going to talk to your host. ”
If there was a man standing in front of him, Jiang Boyuan would definitely not be polite to him, maybe he would scold the person, or give her a taste of fists, but the other party was a woman......
Good men don't fight women!
He went to the owner and said, quit this woman.
He Changning Houfu, when did he ever bully people like this.