The bead curtain sounded softly, and Wu Nanyin, the owner of the Miao Embroidery Workshop, came. She was dressed in a violet velvet cheongsam, holding her hair in a bun, and inserting a withered wooden hairpin obliquely, showing the elegance of a Jiangnan woman.

As soon as the two women looked at each other, they each sighed at each other: what a beautiful person!

Wu Nanyin smiled gently and invited Ling Mei into the private room. Bringing a cup of herbal tea, he said gently, "Miss has come to the right place. The best thing we sell here is Gongbi embroidery. Do you want a cheongsam, a silk scarf, or embroidery?"

Ling Mei smiled and said, "You can bring some and I'll take a look."

After a while, Boss Wu brought a large plate of embroidery.

Several ruler-sized silk scarves are the most exquisite with a sycamore perched on a white peacock.

Several embroidered with peony, plum blossom, the three friends of the year of the cold embroidery, with one side of the white lotus embroidery is the most elegant and exquisite.

The two cheongsams are ordinary and not very brilliant.

Ling Mei smiled and praised, "I bought it as a gift for the elders. She has always liked Suzhou embroidery, but she is also very picky. Whether it's stitching or graphics, she doesn't want to be top-notch. Alas, it's also a time rush, and I don't have time to go to Suzhou Old Street to have a good stroll."

Boss Wu said with a smile: "If you talk about stitching, this white lotus looks simple, but the color matching and stitching are the most exquisite. And this white peacock, its feathers are also very complicated."

Ling Mei bowed: "How much are these two pieces?"

Boss Wu saw that Ling Mei was dressed well, and said, "One thousand silk scarves and five hundred embroideries."

How could Ling Mei not make a counteroffer?

"Two for a thousand?"

Boss Wu was startled, if it weren't for her sincerity to buy it, she would have changed her face and chased people away. She shook her head, "I'm offering a real price."

Ling Mei asked Jin Yuanbao, "What do you think of these works?"

The gold ingots said lazily, "There is a trace of aura. Yes."

Modern handicrafts can bring aura, either the material is precious or the workmanship has been exquisite to the unity of heaven and man.

Ling Mei said, "It's me who is abrupt, one thousand and five, I will accept it."

Boss Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. I'll help you pack a beautiful gift box."

"My friend also wants to buy some embroidery needles, silk threads and fabrics to embroider a few paintings."

Ling Mei opened a large folder, which contained four sealed pieces of Zhou Tianhai's Gongbi flowers.

Boss Wu was amazed: "This is Master Zhou's work, right? Ahh

Ling Mei smiled: "The boss has a vision. My elder also likes to embroider to pass the time. Can you help me with the silk thread according to the drawing?"

Boss Wu hesitated, "The silk thread has to be sold. But if you want to match it, it will take time and effort."

"Can you get it all today?"

Boss Wu looked at the painting again and nodded, "Before six o'clock."

Ling Mei secretly thought that she could only ask her father to ask for her leave.

From morning to evening that day, Ling Mei accompanied Boss Wu to wander in the sea of silk threads. It turns out that it is so troublesome and hard to match all kinds of silk threads!

The next afternoon, she rushed back to school with embroidery and silk thread.

During the long drive, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. In fact, the idea entered the space and pulled the gold ingots to study embroidery.

The gold ingots were not happy: "Why do you still want to learn embroidery?" It is the spiritual pet of the mountain god, the elder with full spiritual power, and he still has to learn embroidery? Speaking out makes people laugh out of their big teeth!

"Keep up with the times." Ling Mei smiled, "Didn't we just say that we wanted to make progress together?"

The gold ingots tilted their heads: "Don't learn."

Ling Mei sighed and said in a long voice: "Terracotta Warriors, Fahua Temple, Forbidden City ......"

Feeling the threat that made Mei full, Jin Yuan jumped up indignantly, gritted his teeth and said, "Learn, I can't learn?"

Ling Mei smiled and spread out the two embroideries: "Let's start with the white lotus?"

The gold ingot swallowed angrily: "How to learn?"

"Tear it down."

"Huh?"

"Only by dismantling it can you get the memory of the silk thread and learn how to stitch it."

The gold ingot suddenly realized: "Yes, why didn't I think of it!"

It's a lot easier to learn that way. It almost thought it was going to embroider like an embroiderer.

A ray of golden light floated out from his fingers, and he circled around the white lotus embroidery a few times, one, two, and countless silk threads pulled out and flew in the space.

A piece of white lotus embroidery is dismantled to the point that there is nothing left, and the split silk threads merge into a ball by themselves in the air. After the order of the gold ingot, the silk thread began to snap the thread on its own, interspersed on the base cloth back and forth, and it took more than two hours for a white lotus embroidery to be restored as before.

The gold ingots studied seriously: "...... It turns out like this, it's interesting, it's really interesting. Wow, Suzhou embroidery is really exquisite."

The gold ingots dismantled the two embroideries, tossed back and forth three or four times, and began to try embroidery on the blank base with great interest.

When Ling Mei entered the space again, the silk threads in the sky shuttled on the embroidery frame in an orderly manner. There is already a large half of the magnolia flower picture on the fabric, and the color is realistic, the light and shadow changes are meticulous, and the original painting is exactly as beautiful!

Ling Mei was pleasantly surprised: "Yuanbao, Xiaojin, you are really amazing!"

The gold ingots ignored her, and continued to control the spiritual power flying needle line with full concentration.

Ling Mei didn't bother it, and returned to the dormitory to continue studying. During this time, I was busy renovating the store, and my studies were delayed. Although high school textbooks are no longer difficult in her eyes, she still needs to be familiar with the exam questions and knowledge points in order to prepare for the exam.

In the same dormitory, Qingxue had the best score, followed by Lingling. Ling Mei deliberately kept a low profile, and her grades were average in the grade. She is a powerless peasant girl, if she is too beautiful and her grades are too outstanding, she is easy to be hated by others. She didn't forget that Wang Qiang and Director Chen set a trick for herself during the high school entrance examination.

Fangcao and Mingxia had similar results, falling behind her. Xiaoqin's grades are stable under her pulling and persecution, and her ranking has risen to a certain extent every time she takes the exam, and with a few more efforts, it is not difficult to be admitted to Xiamen University.

Probably because the weather changed from cool to hot, many students in the class were greedy for colds. Ling Ling was also tricked, drowsy during the day, and had a fever directly at night.

Mingxia was anxious to find the infirmary to dispense medicine for her, and reprimanded her: "Don't let you wear short sleeves in a hurry. Look, it's cold, right?"

Lingling improved slightly after taking the medicine, but the low-grade fever continued.

The dormitory aunt can only let Ling Ling survive this night, and send him to the hospital directly tomorrow morning without the fever subsided.

Ling Mei saw that Mingxia had been guarding Lingling in the middle of the night, and her eyes were also red, so she held her down and said, "I'll accompany her, you go to sleep for a while."

"How's that going to happen—"

"Which of us is with whom!" Ling Mei couldn't help but push Mingxia on the top bunk. I sat next to Ling Ling, kept changing her cold towels, and fed her some spiritual spring water while everyone was not paying attention.

The spring water entered the throat and dispersed into the internal organs, Lingling's whole body was relaxed, and she was finally able to sleep after being sad for most of the night.

Then Xiaoqin replaced Ling Mei, Qingxue replaced Xiaoqin, and Fangcao was the last to top. The night passed peacefully.

When Ling Ling woke up, she saw Fangcao lying at the head of her bed, and she thought of Mingxia who was in a hurry, Ling Mei who fed herself water and medicine, and Qingxue and Xiaoqin who helped her wipe her body, and her nose was sore.

As soon as she got up, she alarmed the herbs. Fangcao exclaimed in surprise, "Lingling is awake!" Reaching out and pressing it on her forehead, "Thank goodness, the fever is gone!"

Everyone jumped out of bed and rushed to Ling Ling, chattering and laughing, Ling Ling pursed her lips: a group of noisy little sparrows, but quite cute.

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