Another note?

The people in the room looked at each other.

Zhou took the note and asked, "Lao Gen, who gave you this note?" ”

"It's a half-sized child, and he said it was for Miss Song," Liu Laogen recalled, "He was not tall and dark-skinned, so he didn't say who he was." ”

"Stuff the note to me, leave it and say it to Miss Song, I want to ask again, and the person will run away without a trace" Liu Laogen replied 1510.

Everyone in the Song family listened to it, and the alarm bell rang loudly.

It's the same person who sent the note last time.

But who is he? Who are you looking for? Doubts arose in everyone's hearts at the same time.

Zhou threw the note on the kang casually, "Countryman, what kind of lady is there, this note is probably sent to the wrong place, Lao Gen, what do you think?" ”

Liu Laogen is honest, but he is not stupid.

"Yes! The old lady was right! This note must have been sent in the wrong place. Liu Laogen continued.

Know the times!

Zhou's heart was slightly relieved, "Since it was sent by mistake, then this matter will pass, let's not talk about it, spread it, it's good to say."

"You can't say it out!" Liu Laogen patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, old lady, I'm not the kind of person who has a broken mouth and spreads nonsense." ”

"What to say and what not to say, I know in my heart."

Just count it!

"Then Lao Gen, you go out and get busy first" Zhou waved his hand and sent Liu Lao Gen away.

After Liu Laogen left, Zhou quickly opened the note, "Yuan'er, read it, what is written this time?" ”

Song Qingyuan took the note and frowned, "The wildfire can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows"

"What do you mean by this?" Song Qingyuan muttered.

is also puzzled, as well as the people in the upper room of the Song family.

Song Qingmo opened her mouth and pouted, "Next time, you must catch him." ”

Zhou's eyes were fixed on Sun, "Eldest daughter-in-law, nothing happened to you when you went to Qingshi Town Lian'er this time, right?" ”

Is this a suspicion of Shanglian'er?

Sun stabilized his mind, "Mother, Lian'er is doing well, Xiaolian is considerate and caring for her, the two have just gotten married, it is the honey that mixes oil, sweet." ”

Zhou frowned, it was not Song Qinglian to say this.

Song Qingyuan also felt that it was not Song Qinglian, if it was, the note should not be sent to the Song family, but should be sent to the Feng Mansion.

Who, exactly, is that?

In the literal sense of the word, it is not so much like a teaser, but rather as a warning, or rather an admonition.

Everyone in the Song family sat in place, silent, thinking about everything.

The good atmosphere is stained with haze.

After a while, Sun asked, "Yuan'er, what did you just want to say to the eldest uncle?" ”

"Ahh Song Qingyuan came back to his senses, "That's the case, I have a batch of jobs that I want to give to my aunt." ”

"What's the job?" Sun asked.

"That's right," Song Qingyuan handed the purchased cloth to Sun, explaining, "There are two kinds of cloth, satin and muslin. ”

"I want one set of embroidered patterns of silk and bamboo chrysanthemum, and I want three sets of fine cloth." Song Qingyuan thought, so that each private room can be equipped with four sofa chairs.

One handful was wrapped in satin, and three were wrapped in muslin.

"Where to embroider and how big is it?" Sun asked in detail.

Song Qingyuan took out a few more drawings from his arms, which were painted on the formation of the sofa chair.

"What I'm going to do in the end is this," Song Qingyuan said, "I drew the pattern on it, if you have a good suggestion, you can mention it." ”

Sun's perennial embroidery work, what kind of pattern embroidered out of the eye, beautiful, Sun is clear.

I definitely know more than her.

Sun took the drawings and studied, "I suggest you change the size of the fancy flowers, plum blossoms and orchids, mainly scattered small flowers. ”

"Embroidered like this, clean, concise and fresh"

"Chrysanthemums are blooming chrysanthemums, graceful and gorgeous."

"Bamboo" Sun twisted his eyebrows and pointed to the drawing, "It is best to use fine bamboo, starting from here and arriving here, scattering bamboo leaves." ”

"Okay!" Song Qingyuan nodded, "Just do what the eldest aunt said." ”

"There are sixteen sets in total, and after they are done, put on the lining and put on thick cotton." Song Qingyuan carefully explained the specific molding.

This time she was going to make a detachable and washable cover.

Otherwise, with the flow of people in the restaurant, the cover will be dirty in a few days, and it will be difficult to replace the sofa chairs?

"Auntie, do the math, how much does it cost to come down in total?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Sun pondered for a while and said, "You can give me four taels of silver." ”

Four taels of silver? Song Qingyuan frowned.

Four taels of silver, the Sun family can't earn money at all.

Not to mention anything else, just the cotton and the lining, this one will have to be used two or three taels.

In addition to the labor cost.

Now there are four embroiderers under Sun's hands, and she has to divide at least two people to embroider this job

"Auntie, I'll give you six taels." Song Qingyuan Road.

"No way!" Sun shook his head, "Six taels is too much." ”

"Not much!" Song Qingyuan said, "If I take it to the embroidery room, I won't be able to get down without ten taels." Give the eldest aunt six taels, or I take advantage. ”

"This can't work, the eldest aunt can't earn your money." Sun resolutely refused.

"Then let's do it," Song Qingyuan came up with a compromise idea, "Uncle Niang will make me a slightly larger purse with the remaining leftovers." ”

"Then I will make five hundred purses of coarse cloth, and I will be able to make plain noodles, and I don't need embroidery."

"I'll give a total of seven taels of silver to the eldest uncle." After that, Song Qingyuan took out the silver and handed it directly to the Sun family.

Sun hesitated and refused to take it, and pulled thirty feet of coarse cloth, which was only seven or eight hundred words.

Give seven taels, or let her earn.

The two were stunned for a while, and finally, Zhou Shi accepted it.

Coming out of the upper room, Song Qingyuan washed his face, checked the dried sweet potatoes again, and went to the toy workshop.

More than half a month has passed since the workshop started.

The finished puzzles have come out one after another.

It is kept in the storeroom.

Inside the workshop.

The east and west sides are distinct.

Li was on the east side, lying in a rocking chair, knocking melon seeds. Song Chengyi was in the east, also lying on a rocking chair, humming a little song.

The two of them kept the same frequency, and the old god was watching the hired man work.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you, move quickly" from time to time the urging voice came.

After seeing Song Qingyuan come in, the two of them said, "Huh! He got up and rushed over at a super fast speed.

"My daughter is here!" The Li family enthusiastically pulled Song Qingyuan to the east.

Song Chengyi was not to be outdone, "Girl, you come to your father's side"

"Girl, there is a lot of work on my mother's side, you come to check and check," Li said proudly.

Song Qingyuan's footsteps paused slightly, and followed the Li family to the east.

Song Chengyi pouted, his two groups of people were a little slower than the Li family's, but if they were so slow, he would be able to catch them up sooner or later.

"Look, hurry up and get to work," Song Chengyi shouted back.