There is a mountain in Yanzhou County, Great Qi Kingdom, and there is a mountain road that winds up in the depths of the mountain forest, and walking in this road is a village, this is Yan Qingqing's village, Yan Qingqing has been back for two years.

"Village Chief!"

"Village Chief!"

"Village Chief, you're back!"

As soon as Yan Qingqing entered the village, there were villagers passing by to greet him.

She smiled and responded one by one, then continued to walk forward with a handful of candy figures wrapped in tung oil paper.

No one knows where she went two years ago, only that there was a fierce battle here seven years ago.

Yan Qingqing said that she was lost in this war, and it took five years to be gone, but as for where she went after she got lost and who she met, she never mentioned it, and the villagers did not know.

All the villagers know is that she is back, or she is back intact. Moreover, she also opened an embroidery workshop and restaurant by herself, and became one of the few new businessmen in Yanzhou County.

She also used the money she earned to rebuild a new Xiwa village on the site of the old Xiwa village, and devoted herself to relieving people like them who were homeless due to the war and bandits, resettled them in Xiwa Village, and went to the county magistrate to register as real villagers here.

"Village Chief!" In front of the embroidery frame at the door of a neighbor's house, a girl with an appearance of eighteen or nineteen stood up and called out to Yan Qingqing lightly and gently.

At this time, Yan Qingqing had already walked up to her, reached out and handed over the candy man in his hand, and then gently pressed her shoulder and asked her to sit down, "Linlang, didn't I say it, don't call me the village chief, just call me by my name."

Also, let the folks not call it that, it's weird. ”

Linlang smiled gently, with her own insistence in her heart, but said, "Okay, I'll pay attention next time!" ”

Yan Qingqing didn't believe it, but she didn't bother anymore, and continued to walk forward with the other sugar men.

Walking all the way, the children playing on the side of the road saw it, and they all screamed and rushed over, "Sister Qingqing is here!" ”

A few children who followed up couldn't wait to chase after them, but after chasing a few steps, they remembered something, ran forward in a hurry, and shouted at the door of the small library like friends, "Sister Qingqing is here!" ”

After shouting, he spread his calves and ran towards Yan Qingqing.

Yan Qingqing gave them the candy men in his hand one by one.

At this time, the big children in the school hall poked their heads out of the window, and when they saw Yan Qingqing distributing delicious food, they didn't care about the sound of the master in the house knocking on the ring ruler, and they had already rushed out of the door and swarmed away.

The old master coughed angrily, and only after coughing did he chase him out with a ring ruler.

At this time, the children had already taken the candy man to the side to eat, and the old master said to Yan Qingqing half-jokingly and half-blamedly, "Can you come back next time after class, you see what these little radish heads are used to by you!" ”

"Yes, yes, the Master taught us." Yan Qingqing responded with his face, and he also had his own insistence in his heart, and then conjured a small roast chicken from behind him like a trick, wrapped in tung oil paper, but the aroma couldn't be contained.

Master's greedy eyes narrowed, but he still had the posture of Yan Shi on his face, Yan Qingqing smiled and handed it over, "Master, it is difficult to run on both sides of the mountain in your town during this time, you are tired!" ”

As soon as the old master heard this, he looked at the little roast chicken again, "What is not burdened, teaching and educating people is the duty of the master." "Well, it's delicious.

Yan Qingqing watched the master sit on the side and eat and drink to his heart's content, without disturbing, walked directly over, and then went in the direction of his house.

In fact, there is no longer Xiwa Village, seven years ago, in the world of internal and external troubles, the village chief was slaughtered by other princes because he took in the fleeing six princes.

And because he was going to fetch water for his younger siblings, he ran out and escaped the catastrophe in the village, but he almost lost his life, but fortunately he was rescued and taken away in the end.

The new Xiwa village is all filled with displaced people from all over the country who have been affected by the war.

Yan Qingqing gathered them here and funded the construction of the house, and now, everyone's house is built with soil embryos and tiled roofs, only her family remains the thatched house of seven years ago.

This is what she deliberately restored according to the past, because she wanted to remember the deceased family.

Yan Qingqing walked into the house, several rows of spiritual seats were offered in the hall, the new incense was still smoked, and the fruits were still fresh, obviously the villagers had come.

Yan Qingqing picked up the newly bought incense in the drawer, lit one and inserted it into the small incense burner, bowed down, and then leaned on the door frame to recall the warm daily life before the war.

At this point, Ah Weng will definitely lead the big fish back, and Ah Mu will definitely take the big fish and scrape the scales in the yard. Brother and sister will surely shout happily, "There is fish to eat, yes!" ”

And he and his brother will definitely fight for braised or steamed or grilled. At this time, my sister will definitely say, "Divide it into three portions, one for braised food, one for steaming, and one for roasting." ”

Then the whole family licks their tongues.

It's a pity that such a picture will never appear again.

Yan Qingqing used to cry bitterly when she thought of this, but this time although she was in tears, she was no longer in pain, she just hooked her lips and smiled.

Because she was relieved, since she helped more displaced people, she realized that she was not the only one who suffered, and since everyone was the same, what reason did she have to feel that she was the most pitiful and miserable.

Therefore, Yan Qingqing lowered her head and wiped her tears, took a breath, and turned around to go to the embroidery workshop.

Yan Qingqing called Aunt Meng, who was the best at embroidery, and called Linlang and Qu Wenxiu, who were the fastest and most talented, to come over.

Everyone was standing at the door of Linlang's house, listening to Yan Qingqing's words.

"In the past few years, the war has subsided, and Yanzhou County will become prosperous little by little. I want to take advantage of the fact that Yanzhou County is not yet completely prosperous, so that the embroidery workshop can gain a firm foothold here as soon as possible.

I thought about letting the three of you go to the embroidery workshop to embroider, in front of the guests who come and go, you embroider yours, and they look at them. "It's the same as the Qinglou geisha, of course, Yan Qingqing didn't say this, for fear that they would turn their faces when they said it.

"Anyway, it's kind of a selling point. After all, the general embroidery workshop will not show the embroidery skills to outsiders. But I don't think it's anything, those who can embroider will know what stitch method is used when they look at the finished product, and those who can't embroider can't learn to look at embroidery.

At the end of the day, it's the brain that embroidery ultimately looks at. Whoever is the best at using the needle method will have the last laugh. ”

This is what Yan Qingqing realized from the reading of several children. There are a few in the school, and Mr. can't understand him word by word, so she thinks there is no need to hide such things as embroidery skills.

After Yan Qingqing finished speaking, the three of them looked at each other, and although they felt that it was inappropriate, they did not object, "Okay, everything is up to the village chief." ”

So Yan Qingqing immediately went to arrange.

On the street of Huiqing Embroidery Workshop, Yan Qingqing and his party saw that the front was full of people, three layers inside and three layers outside, they didn't know what they were performing, but they vaguely heard the fierce quarrel, and muttered in their hearts, it turned out that it was not a street performer, but someone was arguing on the street.

But they didn't care or listen carefully to what was going on, they just kept going.

The closer they got to the crowd, they vaguely heard a few words, "Yan Qingqing", "profiteer", "Qingxiu Workshop shameless".