"Miss, we can't sit still and wait for death! Come on, let's give gifts as soon as possible!"
Yao Xiang couldn't help but feel anxious when she thought about being beaten by Yu Chutian. If Miss Xu was helping the second lady, how could her own lady win back in the competition?
However, Yu Weiyin was not worried at all and told Shao Mo, "Continue to keep an eye on Mr. Liang and Yu Chutian."
Then he smiled at Yao Xiang and said, "Yao Xiang, no matter how much she flatters Yu Chutian, her ultimate goal is to sell the cloth that she has accumulated for a long time. Those cloths cannot be bought at high prices just by giving some gifts.
For the current plan, let’s go to Yuji Embroidery Workshop and take a look at the fabrics.”
Shao Mo looked at the woman's leaving figure. The breeze blew up her skirt, like a wisp of light clouds in the sky. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Why does she always look confident?
It seems that everything is just a trivial matter in her eyes. No matter how far things develop, she is sure to reverse the outcome.
This confusion was like a fine spider web, surrounding him airtightly.
What kind of woman is she...?
Shao Mo's cold eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment.
For the first time in my life, there was a slight wave in my heart, but the next moment it was violently extinguished.
No matter how gorgeous she is, he will never forget her purpose for him.
This feeling made him suddenly tense up, and the corners of his lips became even colder.
Yuji embroidery workshop and warehouse.
Yu Weiyin ordered Yaoxiang to hold the lamp, and he and Cui Niang carefully stared at the long-stored fabrics.
The blue-green moiré blouse is not very smooth to the touch. Only the poorest women in the village buy the fabric for skirts.
The customers of Yongxing Silk and Satin Shop are either ladies from the upper class or Xiaojiabiyu. No matter how bad they are, they are just concubines with a few taels of silver in their hands. It is impossible for them to buy such rough fabrics.
It is not easy for Mr. Liang and Yu Chutian to spend a lot of money to purchase such a batch of outdated things.
"Weiyin, what do you think?"
Cui Niang saw that she was just looking at the cloth, her beautiful eyebrows covered her twinkling phoenix eyes, and her white jade cheeks seemed to have accumulated a layer of light snow.
Yu Weiyin rubbed the cloth with his fingers, letting the cloth transform into various shapes in his hands. His voice was indifferent, and no emotion could be heard.
"Mother Cui, these materials cannot be made into clothes."
"You and I thought about it together. These materials are not outstanding for making clothes. Have you come up with any good ideas?"
She lowered her head, stared at the spreading cloud patterns on the blue cloth, and said, "Give me a few days and let me try to see what I can make."
In my memory, in the midsummer of the 15th year of the Dachen period, Concubine Ling fell in love with a kind of entangled flower headdress. Folk craftsmen began to make large quantities of various colored entangled flowers for the concubines in the palace to choose from. Among them, the iris headdress made of blue cloth
, the most popular.
She also got one of that kind of headwear in the store. Out of curiosity, she took it apart to look at it and found that it was not difficult to make.
If we could use bead ropes to weave lily of the valley for decoration on that basis, it would probably be more beautiful and attract everyone's attention.
Having made up his mind and asked Yao Xiang to prepare all kinds of pearls, stones and jade shells, Yu Weiyin didn't go out again for several days.
Liang and Yu Chutian came to Qifang Courtyard several times. Yu Weiyin only asked Shao Mo to guard him and not let the mother and daughter in. They allowed the two people to talk about yin and yang at the door of the courtyard, and she was just like an old monk in meditation.
Never raised his eyes.
All her energy is focused on the needlework in her hands.
On that piece of blue-green cloth, the shape of an iris has been traced out with gold and silver embroidery thread, and the edges of the petals have been embellished with fine pieces of malachite green jade.
The sunlight pours in through the branches, filtering out a faint golden glow.
Yao Xiang was stunned the whole time, staring at Yu Weiyin's skillful hands in disbelief.
"Little... miss, you, how did you become so, so powerful..."
I saw her soft and slender fingers gently gathering the fabric, and then folding the layers of flower clusters. The silk threads traveled like drizzle, drawing out the beautiful outline of each petal.
Within half an hour, a shining iris headdress lay in her palm.
"Yao Xiang, do you think this tiara looks good?"
Yu Weiyin held the blue flower with his fingertips, with a calm smile on his lips.
Yao Xiang was so surprised that she took the tiara in her hand and said in a trembling voice, "Miss... you are so... I am so impressed that this slave is so impressed!"
Yu Weiyin smiled at her, picked up a piece of new cloth, threaded the needle and threaded it, and traced the swaying lily of the valley with ease.
This time, she was faster than before, replacing the dotted green jade with drop-shaped pearls, which shone like raindrops, making Yao Xiang stunned.
"Go to Diancui Pavilion and let the craftsmen weld the two flowers onto the gold and silver hairpins and carve the patterns. You need to hurry up."
Yao Xiang nodded and hurriedly walked out, unable to help but stare at her hands frequently.
These two flower decorations made of fabric are embellished with beads and stones, and they no longer look rough at all, adding a full sense of nobility.
If all the fabrics in stock are used to make headdresses, it will definitely become popular in Tongcheng...
No, maybe not even the entire Great Chen Kingdom!
In just three days, the hairpin was ready, one gold and one silver, shining brightly under the sun.
Yu Weiyin stared at the hairpin in her hand and lost her mind for a moment. She made these two hairpins based on the memory in her mind.
She remembered the grand scene at that time. Not only the palace concubines were the first to wear flower headdresses, but also the women among the people were proud to own an iris hairpin.
If I remember correctly, in another half month, May 28th, it will be Concubine Ling’s wedding day.
His eyes suddenly narrowed, and Yu Weiyin ordered, "Yao Xiang, prepare a car to go to Xu Mansion!"
Yao Xiang longed for her to go to the Xu Mansion, so she immediately opened her eyes, went out to take care of things, and then followed Yu Weiyin out of the mansion.
However, when she saw Yu Weiyin's hands were empty, she couldn't help but wonder.
"Miss, I heard that the second lady has sent many gifts to the Xu Mansion in the past few days, including several boxes of brocade and satin skirts. Aren't we going to prepare them?"
Yu Weiyin smiled and opened the two gold and silver hairpins in his palm, "Yao Xiang, don't you think this is a great gift?"
"The hairpin is very beautiful, but..." Compared with the gifts given by the second lady, theirs are always a bit shabby.
She didn't dare to say the last words, she only whispered in her heart, but Yu Weiyin tapped her on the head, "Silly girl, do you know how much money such a hairpin costs?"
Jade embellishments, iris shine.
Yu Weiyin pinned the two hairpins on her temples, and her jade-colored skin suddenly became brighter and brighter, like blue snowflakes quietly stretching out their graceful branches and leaves, bright and noble.
"Miss Xu is so... beautiful! I'm worried that if I only send two hairpins, I might be neglecting Miss Xu."
This hairpin was not given to Xu Yingke.
Besides, before long, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy such a hairpin.
She curved her lips and smiled, her phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, "Don't worry, I won't miss your young lady."