Chapter 52: Leaving the Soul

Duan Jianbi's soul left his body.

Fluttering, she felt that she had arrived in a strange city, a strange face, a strange scene.

It seemed very familiar, as if she had buried these things in her memory for a long time, and now she was just going to go through them again.

She looked up and saw: Jiangning City, Loujia Weaving Workshop.

Knowles Chen Niangzi was weaving cloth with her head down, the machine shuttled, and in the dimly lit old house, the polished wooden loom was babbling under her hands.

"Mrs. Chen, has the material of the dress that my wife asked for been knitted?" A woman in a sauce-colored half-arm gown came in and asked.

Mrs. Chen raised her head and said apologetically: "Mama Zhang, I'll be fine for a while, and I'll be fine for a while." I remember you said you wanted it tomorrow? I'm grasping the weaving at hand. ”

The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just came out to buy vegetables, the dishes in the morning are fresh, you know, my young lady likes to pick and choose, she loves to eat fresh." I've hit you here, and I'll take a look by the way. I didn't expect Mrs. Chen to come out so early. ”

Chen Niangzi smiled, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were revealed: "There is a lot of work to do, how can I finish it early?" The eldest girl said that weaving at night is not good for the eyes, and she is not allowed to weave at night, so she can only get up early to do it. After weaving this, you can rest for half a day tomorrow and wait for Tianxiang to come back. ”

The woman's eyes rolled and she asked curiously, "Didn't you say that your eldest daughter married an official, and her daughters all married into an official family, so you can't sit at home and enjoy happiness?" Why do you still have to get up so early and work so hard in the dark? Why is it so hard? The mother-in-law of the official family, if you still have to do this, I don't know how distressed I feel sorry for you. ”

Mrs. Chen listened to the woman's question, paused slightly, raised her head, but she didn't stop for a moment in her hand, and said with a smile: "Don't say this kind of thing, my son-in-law's family takes good care of us, besides, if I don't do things, I will get sick, it's this kind of hard work, I have to work." ”

As she spoke, she stopped the loom in her hand, tied a barely visible knot at the end of the brocade, and then gently pulled it off, and held it to the woman: "Look at it, it's all woven." ”

Although the brocade was plain, it was printed with light but was brilliant, and it looked very gorgeous.

The woman couldn't put it down and took the brocade, and sighed in admiration: "Wow, it's so beautiful, Mrs. Chen, in this Jiangning City, I'm afraid there is no better craftsmanship than your Lou family's weaving and spinning!" My wife heard that your son-in-law was promoted because he took the Yun Jin Jin from your daughter's dowry, but she still didn't believe it. ”

Mrs. Chen hurriedly shook her head: "Don't listen to those rumors of broken mouths, family and us"

After carefully inspecting the brocade and rolling it, the woman took out the usual money and handed it to Mrs. Chen, and said with a smile: "This ordinary brocade is so exquisite, your Lou family is extinct, and you don't know how to be beautiful!" It's a pity that such a good thing can only be seen by the royal family...... Your craft, no wonder my wife asked about the weaving workshop in Jiangning, and someone introduced it to her...... I also said, "A piece of brocade costs eight pieces of gold, but is it made of gold?" Now that I think about it, it took you nearly a month to weave such a horse, which is really cheap! ”

Mrs. Chen laughed, took out a small piece of brocade and handed it to the woman: "This is a little weaving waste, make a purse sachet or something, it is also appropriate, give it to Mama, don't dislike it, and hope to come often in the future." ”

"Definitely, definitely. With your craftsmanship, my wife is afraid that she will have to order clothes at your house in the future. The woman took the brocade, tucked it into her sleeve, picked up the brocade, and went away smiling.