Chapter 22 What to do if you want to marry Su Yining
Chapter 22 What to do if you want to marry Su Yining
Zhao Ling'er panted and ran to Mu Yunqing, startling Mu Yunqing.
"Yunqing, help me!" Zhao Ling'er said out of breath.
"What's wrong?" Mu Yunqing hurriedly supported Zhao Ling'er, pulled her to the chair, pushed her to sit down, and handed her a cup of tea, saying, "Speak slowly. What happened?"
"Su Yining, he...he..." Zhao Ling'er patted her chest and asked, "I want to marry Su Yining, what should I do?"
"What?" Mu Yunqing was shocked and said, "Are you kidding me?"
Mu Yunqing walked around the room and said, "Yining is going to marry Wang Ruoxi next month. You want to get in here now? You, you can't get in!"
Zhao Ling'er suddenly frowned and said?
Su Yining and Wang Ruoxi are a couple, and if I forcefully intervene, wouldn't I become a third party?
Zhao Linger frowned and was about to speak.
Mu Yunqing suddenly said: "Yes!"
Zhao Ling'er took a breath.
She walked up to Zhao Ling'er excitedly and said, "You can marry Su Yining as your concubine!"
"Alas!" Zhao Ling'er sighed.
"Forget it, forget it, there are many good men. I don't want this Su Yining." Zhao Ling'er stood up and prepared to leave.
Mu Yunqing pulled her and said, "Hey, let's not talk about him for now. It's already noon, let's have a meal together. I usually eat alone, which is weird. Today, you happened to be here, so we just had dinner.
Let’s go again.”
Zhao Ling'er thought about it. Anyway, in the huge Su Mansion, lunch must be very rich, so it would be good to have an appetizer.
"What does your husband do? Why have I never heard you mention him?" Zhao Ling'er had nothing to do and was chatting with Mu Yunqing.
"He hardly lives at home. He is either at Yingbin Building or Quchifang every day, living and drinking, busy!"
"Yingbin Building?" Zhao Ling'er repeated.
"That's right, didn't you say you were going to hold an auction in Yingbin Building? He is the big shopkeeper of Yingbin Building. If you tell him then, you will be free of rent and everything else." Mu Yunqing said calmly.
"Is your husband the mastermind behind Yingbin Building?" Zhao Ling'er asked in surprise.
"Yes, it has been open for more than ten years. The main source of income for our small family is the Yingbin Building. Come, eat and eat." Mu Yunqing entertained Zhao Ling'er.
"What's your husband's name?"
"Su Yixiang."
"Oh, fortunately not." Zhao Ling'er patted her chest and whispered.
If the foreman she met that day was her husband-in-law, then she really married the wrong person.
Zhao Ling'er looked at Mu Yunqing. She was only in her early twenties, with tender skin and tender flesh, and was very well-maintained.
"Young Mistress." Suddenly a maid came over outside the door and whispered something in Mu Yunqing's ear.
Mu Yunqing stopped peeling the shrimp and said, "Ling'er, you eat first. You don't have to wait for me. I'll go to the backyard for a while."
Then he stood up and left.
Zhao Ling'er finished her meal alone and waited for a while. When Mu Yunqing didn't come back, she said hello to Yun'er and left first.
There are still many things to discuss with Lin Wan'er.
Zhao Ling'er got on the carriage and passed by the teahouse where she had tea yesterday. She looked inside through the carriage window, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything.
Oh, what a bad fate!
She closed the curtains and closed her eyes to relax.
Zhao Ling'er felt her head grow bigger when she thought of Lin Wan'er.
Wan'er is already busy enough making a dozen sets of costumes by herself, and I don't know how she will complain if she is asked to rush to make two more sets of costumes.
When I met Lin Wan'er, she was indeed very tired and her eyes were red. She would yawn greatly from time to time.
"Wan'er, how are you doing with those sets of clothes?" Zhao Ling'er asked.
"Those sets of clothes you designed are so unique. They are not made of ordinary fabrics. I went to several ready-to-wear stores before I could find the fabrics for the first few sets of clothes. There are also some very special ones that I have to wait for my rest.
Let’s look for it again!” Wan’er said and yawned again.
"All right".
Seeing Lin Wan'er working so hard, Zhao Ling'er really couldn't bear to let her do it anymore. But after finishing these two sets of clothes, he could earn at least sixty taels. The three of them would share it equally, which is twenty taels per person. For these twenty taels, he worked overtime and worked hard.
It's not impossible. And currently she only knows Wan'er, an excellent tailor, and she can't trust others, so she still has to entrust her.
Zhao Ling'er handed Lin Wan'er two costume design drawings.
Lin Wan'er asked: "What is this?"
Zhao Ling'er said: "On the 15th of next month, the governor's daughter will get married. This is the costume design that Mrs. Wang asked Mistress Su to customize for me. Look, why don't we make these two pieces first?"
Zhao Linger asked cautiously.
"What? You added two more sets to me?" Lin Wan'er shouted, with a frown on her face.
"Do you think this will work? Since you can't do it alone, is there anyone you trust in Xiuchunfang? Ask them to help you make a few pieces. But they must sign a confidentiality agreement. You must not do what we are doing now.
The style of the clothes is revealed in advance, and you can’t sew the clothes yourself later.”
Lin Wan'er thought for a moment and said, "I have one or two sisters whom I trust. That's fine. They can help me share some of the burden, but we also have to pay them additional wages!"
Zhao Ling'er said: "Don't worry about this. How do you calculate the wages for sewing clothes?"
Lin Wan'er said: "We have a fixed monthly quota, 500 yuan per month, and there is no separate calculation based on the piece."