Xue Xingzhou only accompanied Song Yaoyao for the Lantern Festival, and left on the morning of the sixteenth.

Before leaving, Song Yaoyao gave Zhu Jingxing the purse embroidered in the past few days, for fear that the other party would laugh at his poor craftsmanship.

Fortunately, what Dr. Sun said was right, Song Yaoyao was to send a lump of soil Xue Xingzhou would also be a treasure, looking at Song Yaoyao's embroidered purse, Xue Xingzhou carefully accepted it into his arms.

"I've never seen this pattern before, it's simple but it's beautiful."

In my heart, Song Yaoyao's handiwork is not bad, sewing a dress or something is not a problem, so it is not very difficult for her to make a purse, the difficulty is difficult to embroider on the purse, Rao is Dongmei painted all the patterns for her, and she can't embroider the gourd according to the same.

In the end, I had an idea, and simply took the colored silk thread and embroidered a geometric pattern around it, which was quite bohemian in the later generations, and it was a good shot.

"I put some broken herbs in my purse, don't lose it, you can save it at a critical moment."

Xue Xingzhou nodded, turned around and got on the horse and went in the direction of the city gate, Song Yaoyao collected his attention, turned around and entered the shop, it is going to start work today, and he can't sleep anyway, so he went to the office to practice calligraphy.

After the female workers arrived one after another, Song Yaoyao began to instruct them to clean up.

While she was taking a breath, Qiu Yue came over to report to her: "Shopkeeper, our stock of flower juice has been used up, and we can't start work." ”

Song Yaoyao naturally knows these things, but she can't do anything, there is no greenhouse technology now, and when the flowers wither in winter, she can't get flowers.

And with the current transportation technology and preservation technology, even if there are flowers a little farther away, they will wither when they are delivered.

Song Yaoyao already had a plan in his heart, and said, "Let's make an emulsifier first, and I'll talk about the flower juice later." ”

Qiu Yue opened her mouth, feeling that this was a little inappropriate, but she couldn't say what was wrong, so she could only work obediently.

As soon as Song Yaoyao returned to the shop, he was intercepted by Zhu Jingxing.

"Shopkeeper, I have something to tell you."

"Well, I have something to tell you, let's go, go to the office."

The two pushed open the office door and saw Su Shan standing at the table, looking at them with the ledger in his hand.

Song Yaoyao was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect that there was another person inside, and asked, "Su Shan, why are you here, you have something to do with me?" ”

Su Shan raised the account book in his hand and said, "I came to ask for this, and seeing that the shopkeeper was busy, I came in by myself." ”

Song Yaoyao slapped her forehead, she put the account book into the house during the Chinese New Year, and today she was only busy with other things, and forgot to send it to Su Shan.

Su Shan saw that she and Zhu Jingxing were together, and knew that they had something to discuss, so he said, "Shopkeeper, then I'll go out first." ”

Song Yaoyao nodded, and only after seeing the people go out did he say, "If you have something, say it." ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Jingxing looked worried again, and said: "The goods we gave to Xu Gongzi a few years ago will not last long, and he will definitely come to replenish the stock by the end of February at the latest, but we don't have flower juice, so we can't make rouge at all." ”

Song Yaoyao didn't expect him to say this, and said: "I know this, but I can't do anything, according to Xu Lianhua's previous estimates, how can our batch of goods be able to support this year's flowering period, but I didn't expect it to sell so well, half of the time shorter than expected." ”

"Is there anything you can do about the shopkeeper? Our fat powder is selling hot now, and I'm afraid that it will not be good if it is suddenly out of stock. ”

It's not good, it's just bad, if you can't take advantage of the victory to chase and stabilize the market in one fell swoop, it will be difficult to have such heat in the future.

In addition to the bad reputation of Yirentang, the sudden out-of-stock momentum will inevitably attract the attention of other merchants in the early stage, and once there is a follow-up weakness, it is easy to be excluded.

Song Yaoyao was also anxious, there were piles of pigments and pigments in the laboratory, and it was not difficult to match the color number she wanted, but the additives alone had already made her try her best to hide them, and she really couldn't explain so many things for no reason.

"There's no way to hurry, if you go too fast, you'll inevitably fall over, and now we can only hope that jasmine powder can help us maintain the heat temporarily, and when the first batch of thorn roses bloom this year, we will immediately work overtime to make rouge."

Zhu Jingxing's brows furrowed even tighter, and said, "The first batch of thorn roses will not bloom until three months later, how can this be in time." ”

"We can't do anything if it's too late, just wait patiently."

Zhu Jingxing sighed and accepted his fate, there was really no other way but to wait for them.

"If only the thorn rose could bloom in winter."

Song Yaoyao heard what he said, his heart moved, and he said, "Xiao Zhu, you can help me inquire if there are any good florists who plant flowers in Song'an County." ”

Zhu Jingxing was stunned, not knowing what she wanted to do, but he still bowed his head and said, "I know, the shopkeeper, I will inquire." By the way, you said that you also have something to tell me, what is the matter? ”

Song Yaoyao took out a letter from the drawer and said, "Didn't you go back to your hometown a few days ago to worship your parents, this is a letter sent by Xu Lianhua, saying that Mr. Hu will come back with his granddaughter in a few days, Xu Lianhua asked me to take care of them, and I will leave this matter to you." ”

Zhu Jingxing couldn't say what his expression was, three points excited, three points expectant, three points worried, and after reading the letter carefully, he replied: "Since the letter said that the old gentleman sold the property before leaving, then I will find them a place to stay first." ”

Song Yaoyao naturally had no opinion, and said, "Okay, if you need help, just tell me." ”

Zhu Jingxing went out with the letter in a hurry, and he didn't see the look of worrying about the country and the people just now

Song Yaoyao practiced calligraphy in the room, put down the pen, picked up his ink treasure, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.

Dignified, very upright, she has improved more than a little bit compared to a few months ago, and now her words should not make people laugh.

Song Yaoyao admired himself for a while, put down his ink treasure with satisfaction, and walked to the backyard.

She went to the kitchen first, Mother Song was really preparing lunch, the Song family's current dishes are basically the same, lunch is four dishes, two meat and two vegetables, plus a soup, or a variety of noodles, Mother Song has good craftsmanship, and the amount of noodles is large, the taste is enough, and it is quite popular.

Because of Lin Ying, the family also bought a small stove to cook goat's milk for her.

Song Yaoyao slipped around the kitchen, and as soon as he reached out and fished out two cucumbers, he was disgusted by Song's mother and drove out.

Song Yaoyao went to the Dongmei House again, and the kang was burning in the house, but it was not cold at all.

As soon as Song Yaoyao entered the house, she heard Lin Ying complaining: "Girl, hurry up and persuade Madame, I've been embroidering all morning, and I haven't even drunk a sip of water, I'm really afraid that she will be tired." ”

When Dongmei heard this, she raised her head and smiled at Song Yaoyao, and said expectantly: "Sister-in-law, come and see, how is my embroidery?" ”

Song Yaoyao went over, picked up Dongmei's embroidery and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh, this talent is different, Dongmei has only studied for less than half a month, and she has already embroidered well.

"Yes, this flower is half-opened, just like the real thing, it looks good."

Dongmei listened to her praise, became even happier, and said modestly: "It's a pity that I only have some simple patterns, otherwise it will look better." ”