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Chapter Thirty-Three: Not So Smart

"I'm not in good health. I couldn't get out of bed the past few days. Please don't make it difficult for me."

Cheng Qingwen listened to this and picked up the tea cup. The fragrance of tea came to her nose. At this moment, she seemed to have smelled this smell somewhere before.

"Is this tea Yunwu Tea from Beijing?"

The landlady looked over in surprise and asked softly: "Who is this?"

"My daughter." Cheng Hua'er played with the tea cup and said with a smile.

"It turns out you are your daughter. You are right. This is indeed Yunwu Tea from the capital. It was given to you by a distinguished guest a few days ago." The landlady walked up to her with a smile, looked her up and down and said, "You are Hua'er.

My daughter must be very good at embroidery. Your mother is not in good health. Why don't you come and I'll give you one tael of silver per month?"

Cheng Qingwen lowered her eyes, looked at the gemstone and gold bracelet on her wrist, and smiled softly: "I can't embroider."

"I have never taught her, and she is timid. Don't scare her." Cheng Hua'er sat up straight and said with a smile, "I understand what you mean, but I am really seriously ill. If you still look at

After so many years of friendship between us, let’s not talk about it again.”

The landlady knew that she could no longer be persuaded, so she sighed softly and brought the embroidery to have a look.

"Old rule, one tael for each pair, I will give you ten taels of silver."

Cheng Hua'er smiled and nodded, then stood up and said: "Just in time, I will use the money to buy new year's goods."

The landlady handed her the money and said, "Don't you want to sit down for a while?"

"No, a large group of us are sitting here and affecting your business." Cheng Huaer put the money away and walked downstairs with a smile.

The proprietress sent the person all the way out of the door, and when she returned upstairs, she saw a man standing in the private room.

"Is that the woman just now?"

The landlady nodded and said regretfully: "For so many years, she has always brought her embroidery products to my shop, but she just refused to come to my place to be an embroiderer."

The man took the embroidery and looked at it one by one, then threw a purse on the table: "Here are one hundred taels. I want all these embroidery. From now on, if you keep all her embroidery for me, you just need to

Go to the Hua Mansion in the south of the city and report the name of Third Master, and someone will come to pick it up."

"Okay, I promise it will be done properly." The landlady put the bag of money away with a smile and responded flatteringly.

As soon as Cheng Qingwen walked out of the embroidery building, he walked up to the woman and asked, "Mom, is the business of this embroidery building good?"

"There's only one like this in town, so business is naturally good."

"I saw that the proprietress was wearing a lot of jewelry. If I hadn't looked carefully, I would have thought she was the proprietress of a gold shop."

Cheng Hua'er smiled: "This landlady loves money, but she is also a kind-hearted person. Most of the workers in her embroidery building are women who were abandoned by their husbands' families and kicked out by their natal families."

Cheng Qingwen turned around, glanced at Xiulou, and said softly: "Then why didn't Aniang agree to the boss's request?"

The expression on Cheng Hua'er's face froze, and then she pretended not to hear and quickly walked into a jewelry store.

Cheng Qingwen lowered her head and smiled, then followed her in with the others.

As soon as he entered the door, he was pulled by the woman to dress up. He wore butterfly hairpins and peony hairpins on his head, as long as he thought they looked good.

The waiter came over with a pair of well-made peach blossom steppers and introduced them with a smile: "Madam, girl, look at these pairs of steppers, they are also very beautiful."

Cheng Hua'er turned around, picked it up, and gestured on her daughter's head: "Does this look good?"

"Boy, did your family even entertain beggars?" A few women not far away crossed their hands and looked at this side with disdain and said: "How can they afford such a beautiful peach blossom?"

"That's right. I'm embarrassed to step into this store even though I'm wearing such shabby clothes."

Cheng Qingwen held the peach blossoms and shook them, and chuckled: "You guys look human-like in your clothes, but I don't think you can speak human words."

"You dare to talk back?" The woman in pink clothes walked up to her and looked her up and down: "My brother-in-law is the newly appointed director of the pavilion. Who do you think you are? You don't even have any decent jewelry on your body. People are poor and they still like to have children.

, the whole family smells of poverty and sourness."

As soon as these words came out, everyone behind him became angry.

Cheng Qingwen rubbed her wrist, stood up, and looked down at her: "I am your father, why don't you kneel down and scream?"

Seeing that she was so angry that she couldn't speak, she smiled and said to the waiter: "Wrap everything I just tried."

"Okay." The waiter agreed and immediately started wrapping it up.

When the girl in pink saw it, she quickly blocked the waiter's path, picked up the peach blossom walking stick and said provocatively: "I want this walking stick too, waiter wrap it up for me."

"There's...there's another pair in the store, why don't I wrap up that pair for you."

"No, I want this pair!" The girl in pink held her head high: "I'll give you a tael of silver, pick me up right away."

"Girl, we are all selling for two taels of silver at this point, so don't make it difficult for me." The waiter touched the sweat on his forehead, turned around and wanted to leave.

"I'll give you five taels, pick me up immediately!"

Cheng Qingwen blinked, no matter how exquisite the workmanship of this step is, it still cannot reach five taels of silver.

Sure enough, people are stupid and have too much money.

She chuckled lightly and sat down: "Xiaoer, I don't want it anymore, so I'll sell it to her for five taels of silver."

"Okay, girl, please wait a moment."

When the girl in pink heard this, she realized that she had been tricked. She angrily walked up to the person and pointed at her nose: "How dare you trick me!"

"Conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't say a word just now." Cheng Qingwen played with the hairpin in his hand and said with a smile, "Why, you want to default on the bill now? Just now you sang along with the waiter and raised the price to five taels.

"

"That's right, if you don't want it, we'll take it." Cheng Hua'er raised his brows, eyes full of provocation: "I don't know who it is, but she showed off to herself as the pavilion chief's sister as soon as she walked in. How could she have such a small amount of money?

I can’t even take it out.”

"Wait for me!" The woman in pink blushed when she was told that, she took out the money and put it on the counter, then angrily walked away with the hairpin.

Cheng Qingwen watched the women walk out of the store in a hurry and shook her head: "Crazy."

The waiter patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's like sending these giant Buddhas away."

"Is that really the pavilion chief's aunt?" Cheng Hua'er looked at the newly taken out hairpin and asked.

"Yes, this sister is so arrogant and domineering, so the new pavilion chief will definitely not be any better."

Cheng Qingwen held a hairpin and gestured on the branches: "This sister is very fickle and doesn't look very smart. Who are those around her?"

"She is the daughter of a wealthy businessman like us, and she is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Cheng Qingwen thought about it carefully and asked Song Qiaoqiao: "Did the proprietress of the embroidery house just now say that several wealthy businessmen in the town want to send their daughters to the palace?"
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