On the street, many people came to watch.

A barbarian and a group of women tugging and pulling, and there was a woman who was particularly richly dressed and looked like a superior person, this kind of scene was not seen every day.

There were more and more onlookers, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in Danhe's palms, and he protected Yan Qingge to leave while the people had not yet formed a circle. In front of everyone's eyes, it was their maid's dereliction of duty to embarrass the princess and make her face embarrassed.

Yan Qingge was also angry, pointing to the barbarian who said that he had received the goods and stuffed the balance into their arms, and said coldly: "Come on, arrest me this thing full of lies." ”

The barbarian was shocked.

Before he came, the master's family instructed that it was impossible for those who were doing business to push the money out of the door, and they could also come up with conclusive evidence that they had received a batch of embroidery and shipped it out. Who wouldn't eat pie in the sky?

As a result, this princess was really not impressed at all.

Although it was a harsh winter, the beads of sweat on the barbarian's head were too big to burst out, and he quickly took out a booklet from his arms and said: "Princess Niangniang, you Da Zhou people often say that harmony makes money, you see, this is the receipt we wrote when we received the goods." Look at it, there are still handprints under the press, you go to your own embroidery village to pair up, and then take me to identify it, see if you can find someone. ”

"Yes, why bother with this little official, this lady will be kind and bring the right pair." An elderly man who had been watching chimed in.

If Yan Qingge didn't know the true identity of this barbarian before, he would really be soft-hearted now, because what this barbarian said was indeed justified, and there was clear evidence in his hand.

Since you dare to calculate her like this, don't blame yourself for your miserable life.

Yan Qingge's pink lips twisted slightly, revealing a sneer: "Then you come to Xiuzhuang with me." She wanted to see if this man had a life to come in and a life to come out.

The barbarian who was wiping the sweat from his head entered the door, and most of the idlers outside also dispersed.

At this time, Yan Ji embroidery village next door to the newly opened embroidery village, the plaque has not hung out, while people have not gone far, a few guys came out, shouted loudly: "Come to see all the flowers, see if you don't want to pay our embroidery village, cheap and real, the price is low, others have, our family has to guarantee the lowest price in Beijing." You don't need to be a prince, you don't need to be a mother, as long as you have a few copper plates, you can afford it. Come and buy it, come and see, and see that it doesn't cost you half a copper plate. If you want to be a clever girl and daughter-in-law, you will go home and embroider it yourself, and we will not blame half a point. ”

The man who shouted was specially hired, and his voice was so loud that he could hear it all over the street. Yan Qingge has just entered his own embroidery village here, so he can naturally hear it.

She sneered, listening to the words of the embroidery village next door, it was really shameless.

When she was on the street, she glanced at the shop with a slight eye, and immediately saw that most of the embroidery in it was plagiarized from Yan Ji Embroidery.

Yan Ji embroidered a lot of embroidery, embroidery samples are very new and exquisite, some are in the needlework room of Yanwang Mansion, those skilled embroiderers pondered by themselves, and some are Yan Qingge personally painted the appearance, matched the color, and explained the needlework room to the people to make it.

The embroidery workshop next door plagiarized is the embroidery sample in the Yanji embroidery workshop. It's just that because the quality of the silk thread and fabric they use is not good, and the embroidery girls hired are not very good, they are in a hurry to work, and the embroidery is very rough in many places.

The cost went down, and the price of the sale was naturally not high.

But these people are shameless to such a point, they copy the embroidery samples of others, make inferior goods to steal business, not to mention, and they are still there to talk about what to say, read the embroidery samples and go home to embroider themselves, and they are not to blame. This is simply justifying your own plagiarism.

You get what you pay for.

Yan Qingge was not worried that his customers would go to the next door to buy bad embroidery, so he just had a cold tooth and didn't care about it for the time being.

The barbarian kept looking at Yan Qingge, seeing that her expression didn't seem to change, his heart gradually stabilized, and even said with a hippie smile: "Niangniang, in our grassland, the prestige of the king of Qiu, a three-year-old child knows that he is as brave as a tiger, handsome as the moon in the sky, and smart as a wise fox, everyone loves him and wants to see him." ”

Yan Qingge glanced at him: "Yes, maybe you will be able to see him soon." ”

"Is what the mother said true?" the barbarian was overjoyed, and it didn't look like a fake.

While talking, the two arrived in a room, Yan Qingge looked at the people all around, sneered, and said, "Arrest this villain with evil intentions for me." ”

When he arrived, a group of women pounced like wolves, and the barbarian only slightly resisted twice, although he was as strong as an ox, he could not bear the large number of women, and was immediately crushed to the ground, and tied up with flowers.

Yan Qingge instructed Aunt Shao and said, "Bring the receipt of the embroidery in his arms, and ask me to see which one is bold and sent him the embroidery." ”

Everyone was stunned, they thought that Yan Qingge would judge this barbarian first, but they didn't expect that they would find out the thief first.

Yan Qingge looked around.

The group of people who worked in her embroidery village were able to survive the war, and none of them were fuel-efficient lamps. Some people may be better by nature and don't like to make trouble. But some people like to go down some evil paths. This unhealthy trend must be suppressed as soon as possible, and today is a good opportunity.

Because the person delivering the goods was illiterate, there were only two circles and a bright red thumb print.

And the barbarian also said that it was a man who delivered the goods, so the scope to be found was much smaller.

The man's name is two words, and he has fingerprints as evidence.

Soon, an old man who looked old was pulled out.

The old man's face turned pale, and he knelt down for Yan Qingge with a plop, and said: "Niangniang Mingjian, what Xiao Lao'er traded to these barbarians was the embroidery he bought from the embroidery lady in Zhuangzi, a total of about 300 pieces, not the batch they ordered before. ”

The embroidery girls around are also whispering, and the expressions on many people's faces have become very exciting.

Yan Qingge sneered: "Oh, I didn't know, there are still such capable people in our embroidery village, who can actually do business." ”

The old man's body trembled like chaff.

They were taken in by Yan Ji Embroidery Village, and they had already received great favors, but he carried the embroidery of the embroidery girls behind the back of the master's family to do small business, and it was good not to be discovered, but it was found that no one was pitiful for the crime of stealing the property of the master's family.

"Mother's life. The little old man was confused for a while, and the lard was blinded. It was this brute who came to the door by himself, saying that the mother promised them less embroidery, and asked the little old man if he could think of a new idea, and if he bought some more, he could increase the price. Xiao Lao'er asked the girls in private, and the same embroidery was almost inseparable, and gave them one or two silver, and Xiao Lao'er kept five coins for himself. The little old man is willing to hand over all the silver. ”

As he spoke, the old man kowtowed, and in a few moments he was bleeding from his forehead, accompanied by his old face full of ravines and tears, and the gray hair that had been knocked away, looking at how pitiful and pitiful he was.

Yan Qingge just sneered. When the silver was blind, the old man should have thought of what happened today.

Seeing her cold eyes like lightning, she swept over the embroidery girls, and immediately more than a dozen embroidery girls stood up from the crowd and knelt down for Yan Qingge tremblingly.

After operating the embroidery village for these days, Yan Qingge probably recognized all these embroidery girls. The craftsmanship of these embroidery girls is uneven, some embroider well, some embroider poorly, but their courage is average.

Aunt Shao usually uses a lot of Huairou policies, but she didn't expect that there would be such a big mistake under her hands, and her head would be big with a bang.

Carrying the work behind the master's house, maybe she still uses the materials provided in the embroidery village, which is enough for her aunt in charge to eat a stick.

There was a chill in her head, and she pointed at these women and scolded: "You have eaten the ambitious leopard gall embroidery village for you to eat, for you to drink, the four seasons of new clothes, melons, fruits and vegetables, where to treat you, you still dare to have an outside heart, one by one the immature white-eyed wolves saw me and immediately reported to the official, dragged you all out, a group of lowly embryos, a good life can't be lived, you have to be sold as slaves and maids, only to know what the sky is high and the earth is thick." ”

Most of these women thundered, and one of them begged: "Auntie, please spare us, we will never dare again." ”

"Phew, a bunch of stuff, drag them out, don't dirty my mother's eyes." Aunt Shao scolded while feeling bitter in her heart, knowing that although she punished them, she couldn't escape punishment, but she still did her part before Yan Qingge sent her.

In the courtyard, the cry suddenly shook the sky, and the remaining women who did not commit any crimes, one by one, were frightened, and couldn't help but rejoice in their hearts, they didn't have the heart to make embroidery in private.

Yan Qingge looked at this scene coldly, and when it was quiet, he pointed to the barbarian on the ground, and said coldly: "Is this the goods you received, there are only a dozen women, and the embroideries made in their free time can be as many as you and I ordered at the beginning, but thousands of embroideries." ”

The barbarian had seen it in a cold sweat.

This Princess Ning Niangniang, as the legend says, is not easy to fool.

Fortunately, he has already been confessed, if the matter is completely revealed, what to say, he made up his mind, and said with an innocent face: "Niangniang, since you already know, the little one will be honest." Actually, everything is a misunderstanding. The number of embroideries was wrong, and we found out. But Niangniang's husband is the bravest warrior on our grassland, and our master said that because he admires the hero, he doesn't want the embroidery that is missing, and the money is for the filial piety of the king of Qiu. ”

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(Tianjin)