Because it was getting late, Lao Wang had to rush back, so he didn't sit for long before getting up and preparing to return.

Zhong Chuchu asked Ah Yue to pack some fried melon seeds for him.

I just said that I found it on Calabash Mountain in autumn. I went home and processed it, making it some snacks.

Lao Wang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and he drove away in the carriage with a lot of thanks.

Early the next morning, Mr. Lin and Mr. Lin came over.

Zhong Chuchu said hello and went out again.

I originally planned to go to the furniture store first, but after thinking about it, I decided to go to Zhao Mei’s house first.

It would be better to ask Mr. Zhao to help make a few pillows before going there. This way, we can have real objects and talk about things more intuitively.

The moment Zhao opened the door, she saw her.

There was surprise in his eyes for a moment, but then he lowered his head and felt a little uneasy.

"Zhong... Village Master Zhong, why are you here?" She stammered and seemed very reserved.

"Xiao Mei Niang, you don't have to be so restrained, I am still the same Zhong Chuchu."

She said with a smile:

"This is my first time back since moving. Why don't you invite me in?"

Zhao quickly turned sideways and said, "Please come in...come in."

"Mom, who is here?"

Zhao Mei asked in the room.

"It's Zhong Xiang..."

When she said this, she caught a glimpse of Zhong Chuchu staring at her with a smile on her face.

He immediately changed his words and said, "It's Dabao Niang who is here."

Zhao Mei ran out of the house in surprise. When she saw her, she enthusiastically welcomed her into the house.

"Ms. Zhong, please sit down first and I'll get you some water."

Mrs. Zhao came in behind, with a very troubled expression on her face.

This was not the first time that Zhong Chuchu came to Zhao's house, but this time she found that it was even emptier.

Apart from this set of tables and chairs, there is almost no furniture in the room.

She remembered that Mrs. Zhao was a diligent woman, and there were several pairs of embroidery hanging on the wall opposite, all of which were her proud works.

She even took it off to look at it and found that the embroidery was indeed good.

She was just busy during this period and didn't pay attention to the Zhao family's situation, but she didn't expect it to be worse than she imagined.

"Ms. Zhong, you haven't been back since you moved."

Zhao Mei came over with a glass of boiled water.

He looked a little embarrassed and said:

"There is nothing else at home..."

Zhong Chuchu took the cup and motioned for her to sit down.

"You and your mother, stop working so hard. I'm here this time and I have something I want to ask you for help with!"

As soon as Zhao heard this, he immediately walked to her side and sat down on the stool.

"You said, if you have anything to do, just give us your instructions. No matter what, we are willing to help you!"

She spoke from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes, you must not be polite to us. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhao Mei also followed suit.

Ms. Zhao is actually a person who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. She must repay kindness, which is her principle in life.

Zhong Chuchu had helped her family before, and she always remembered it in her heart.

When Zhong Chuchu saw the mother and daughter looking like they were going to help her kill the enemy, she felt funny and moved at the same time.

"Don't get excited, listen to me first."

She pointed to the empty wall and asked:

"Xiaomei, where are the embroideries originally hanging on the wall?"

Zhao Mei was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile:

"Take it and sell it!"

"You don't even know that my mother's embroidery work is really good. These few pieces of embroidery were sold for a total of five hundred coins!"

Zhong Chuchu agreed with her face:

"Well, indeed, your mother's embroidery work has always been good."

"Hey! Don't mention it. That was all when I was young. Now that I am old, my hands are shaking and my eyes are blurry. I can't do it anymore..."

Mrs. Zhao's face was full of distress. If the debt collector hadn't come to her door, why would she be like this!

"Don't be modest, I still know your craftsmanship." Zhong Chuchu said with a smile: "The workmanship is also very good!"

Mrs. Zhao waved her hand and said: "How can they be compared with each other? They are just some gadgets. They don't require good skills. All you need is a good hand!"

After saying this, she glanced at Zhong Chuchu unconsciously.

Then he scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed a few times...

Who doesn't know that her female worker is terrible... When she said this, wasn't she insinuating that she was stupid...

Mrs. Zhao was somewhat complaining that she talked too much.

Zhong Chuchu didn't take it seriously at all, and just continued:

"I believe in your craftsmanship. This time I come here and want you to help me make some pillows."

"Pillow?"

Zhao Mei said with confusion on her face: "What is a pillow? We have never heard of it."

"Um……"

She thought for a moment, stretched out her hand and made a gesture.

"It's about this big, with a layer of cloth on the top and cotton stuffing inside."

"You can do some embroidery on the cloth and it will also have different shapes."

She explained it for a while, but felt that the effect was not very good.

So he said, "Well, I'll go home and bring you some samples."

The mother and daughter looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

After she came out of Zhao's house, she did not go home, but found a deserted place.

Bought two nine-inch pillows from the dealer.

One is a basic square black pillow with a huge flower pattern embroidered with gold thread.

This is more suitable for Chinese style.

The other one is a red love pillow, which is also her favorite type.

It is more suitable for the modern style cloud sofa that she customized.

Wait until she showed the two pillows to them.

Mrs. Zhao readily agreed:

"Okay, I understand. This pillow is very simple. As long as I have the materials, I can make it for you in less than half an hour."

"only……"

She hesitated for a moment, then continued:

"It's just that this pillow is too simple. If you want to do business with it, I'm afraid it will be easily copied."

"Well, I know this, you don't have to worry about it."

She said casually: "Just help me make a few first."

"I'll have the materials delivered to you later. As for the appearance, I'll also draw a drawing for you."

When Zhao heard what she said, she said no more.

After coming out of Zhao's house, she didn't go home, but went to Jinglai for groceries.

Business in Shopkeeper Zheng’s store is very deserted.

She lay on the counter listlessly.

As soon as Zhong Chuchu entered the door, she said without raising her head:

"What do you want to buy? Take a look at it yourself first, then call me if you like it."

"Haha~"

She covered her mouth and chuckled twice, then joked:

"What's wrong with Shopkeeper Zheng? He doesn't do business anymore!"

Shopkeeper Zheng felt that this voice was so familiar.

When I looked up, it was her!

She immediately became energetic!

"It turns out to be Master Zhong, you are finally here!"

"Quick, come inside and sit down."

She stood up, greeted her enthusiastically, and shouted toward the backyard:

"Xiaoqiao, make a pot of tea quickly!"

After Zhong Chuchu sat down, she straight to the point stated the purpose of her visit.

"I want to buy some cotton and fabric."

"How much does it cost this time?"


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