"Ah, this is not a restaurant, this is a good luck embroidery shop, specializing in collecting handkerchiefs and purses." Ma Siyan helped Jiang Qingran to get off the cattle lane.

Jiang Qingran sighed, an embroidery shop actually gave the name of a restaurant, which is really rare.

She carried her baggage into the embroidery shop of Good Luck.

"Big sister, I've been waiting for us for a while, and I'm finally looking forward to you." Wearing a pale yellow dress and delicate makeup, she looks like a middle-aged woman in her forties, she is the shopkeeper of an embroidery shop.

"Sister Yu, sister guesses there must be a new order." Jiang Qingran took off the burden and put it on the counter.

Shopkeeper Yu gave a look that you guessed correctly.

She first accepted the five hundred handkerchiefs brought by Jiang Qingran.

There were 500 handkerchiefs, and she only had to randomly check a few to find out who had embroidered them.

The female red craft in their country is divided into upper, high, medium and inferior.

The craftsmanship of the native female red is superior, and embroidering a handkerchief can be sold for eighty yuan.

The embroidery work of Qian Qiujia, Qian Rourou and Su Yuchen is of the highest quality, and they can be sold for fifty wen each.

Medium embroidery skills are worth 30 wen each, and low-grade embroidery work can be sold for 15 wen.

Jiang Qingran brought a hundred handkerchiefs, and settled eight taels of silver with the shopkeeper for her.

Qian Qiujia had a total of twenty taels of silver.

The shopkeeper put four five taels of silver ingots into his purse and handed them to Jiang Qingran.

"Sister, my sister's mother, that is, our old lady, will celebrate her sixtieth birthday next month, what kind of gift should my sister give?

In this way, my sister will pay fifty taels of silver, and you will help my sister embroider a painting that will win the favor of the old lady. Shopkeeper Yu called Jiang Qingran aside.

"Sister, what does the old lady like?" Jiang Qingran knew what the old woman liked, so she knew what she should paint.

The shopkeeper thought for a moment and said, "Your old lady likes lotus flowers and eats hawthorn." ”

"Sister, do you have a portrait of an old lady?" Jiang Qingran had an idea, she planned to embroider a pattern of the old lady standing in the lotus pond and enjoying the lotus scene.

"My sister is really good at making fun of my sister, how can my sister have an image of an old lady."

Jiang Qingran attached to the shopkeeper's ear and put her thoughts out completely.

"In this way, my sister will see if she can make a pair, and my sister should not have too much hope." Yu shopkeeper said.

She's just a small person, what she can get if she asks for it, do her best.

"If my sister is embarrassed, it's okay, just describe the old lady's appearance, or my sister can draw a portrait of the old woman in her memory." Jiang Qingran provided a solution.

There is no pattern, and no matter how superb the original embroidery is, it cannot guarantee the perfect restoration of the old lady's appearance.

The slightest mistake is something she can't afford.

Shopkeeper Yu didn't dare to rashly describe the appearance of the old lady, she hadn't seen the old lady for two years, who knew if the old woman was fat or thin?

In previous years, what others sent, she followed the trend.

This year, she wanted to send a different one to please the old lady.

Increase the good impression of the old lady and the owner of her.

"Sister, how about waiting for my sister to tell you in a few days?" Shopkeeper Yu plans to take time to go back to the capital in the near future.

She found a way to meet the old lady, or to find out from the other shopkeepers whether the lady was fat or thin lately, and she knew how to draw a portrait of the old lady.

"It's okay, sister, this matter is very important, don't be sloppy." Jiang Qingran didn't care if the shopkeeper's sycophants were patted on the horse's hooves, the problem was that he didn't want to be implicated in this matter.

After collecting the twenty silver, Jiang Qingran's family left the shop.

Su Yuchen stared straight ahead without turning his eyes.

Jiang Qingran followed his line of sight and saw a young brother buying and selling rock sugar gourds.

"Third child, do you want to eat sugar gourd?" Jiang Qingran asked with a smile.

Su Yuchen licked his lips, "Mother, the rock sugar gourd is delicious, Yuchen wants to eat it." ”

"The third child wants to eat, do you want to buy one for you?" Jiang Qingran walked towards the little brother who sold rock sugar gourds.

Su Yuchen said yes, yes, and followed closely behind Jiang Qingran.

"Little brother, here are four sugar gourds." Jiang Qingran opened the purse, took out the eight pennies from it and handed it to the little brother of the rock sugar gourd.

The little brother took the copper plate and said enthusiastically, "Auntie, please wait a while." ”

Jiang Qingran didn't think there was anything wrong with the title of her aunt, so she didn't come up and called her grandma directly.

After all, with the age of the original body, it is not an exaggeration to call her grandma.

Jiang Qingran took the rock sugar gourd and handed it to Su Yuchen, "The third child eats a rock sugar gourd, and gives the rest to Xiaoxiao, okay?" ”

"Okay, Xiaoxiao is my niece, Wenbao and treasure are my nephews, Yuchen doesn't rob them." Su Yuchen ate his own one and took the other three rock sugar gourds.

"Our third child is really obedient." Jiang Qingran gently pinched Su Yuchen's face and went to buy rice.

"Shopkeeper, how much is a pound of rice?" Jiang Qingran touched the round grains of rice and asked.

The shopkeeper of the rice shop heard the price and put down the brush in his hand.

"This guest officer, the rice you touched in your hand is the most expensive rice in our shop, fifty wen a catty.

The long-grain rice around it is much cheaper than it, for twenty yuan, and there are also thirty yuan. The shopkeeper explained the price of rice.

Fifty dollars, good guy is really expensive.

Long-grain rice is more suitable for porridge, and steamed rice or round-grain rice tastes more fragrant.

Jiang Qingran repeatedly looked at and struggled between round-grain rice and long-grain rice.

Ma Siyan saw that her mother-in-law couldn't make up her mind and said, "Mother, why don't we come both?"

My mother used to eat long-grain rice worth 30 yuan when cooking porridge, and round-grain rice worth 50 yuan when steaming rice. ”

Ma Siyan didn't lie, and her mother-in-law's family had a worse meal in the past two years, and they didn't eat rice.

I used to hear her father say that her mother-in-law only eats rice that she grows herself or goes to the shop to buy expensive rice, and her mother-in-law does not eat cheap rice.

Jiang Qingran rummaged through the memories of the original body and found that it was true.

When the original family land did not resist the pressure of the family's gambling house, two kinds of rice were planted.

If you don't have enough to eat, you go to a rice shop to buy expensive ones.

"Let's get ten pounds first."

"Okay, guest wait." The shopkeeper of the rice shop instructed Xiao Er to load the rice and go back to the counter to settle the accounts by himself.

He said as he was about to plate: "Guest officer, the round-grain rice is fifty wen a catty, and ten catties is five hundred wen.

Long-grain rice is 30 wen a catty, and 10 catties is 300 wen yuan, adding up to a total of 800 wen yuan.

The guest officer paid me 800 yuan, which is excellent. ”

Jiang Qingran groped out a tael of silver from his purse to pay the bill, and waited for the shopkeeper to find a copper plate and leave the shop.

"Is there anything left in the house? Buy it now. Jiang Qingran didn't go to the kitchen, and he didn't know what was missing.

"Mother, it doesn't seem to be lacking anything, there are noodles, oil, soy sauce and vinegar at home." Ma Siyan recalled things at home.

"Okay, you go buy cloth for your in-laws, and my mother will take the third child to buy pastries."

"Mother, why don't you let Xianggong go with me?" Ma Siyan was afraid that Su Yuchen would make trouble and annoy her mother-in-law.