I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 41 As long as the money is in place, the ancestral graves will be ground up

"I said, OK!"

Jiang Anning's tone became more certain: "I can comply with your request."

"You're not old, but your tone is not small!" Mrs. An said with a sneer. She didn't think Jiang Anning had the ability to embroider things that move, but she just wanted to save face and hold on.

Even Song Yao on the side was a little anxious: "An Ning..."

She pulled the person aside and whispered in her ear: "I don't want to show off for the sake of temporary anger!"

If you offend someone later, it will be more difficult to end it.

Song Yao could tell that Mrs. An was actually very attracted to those small paintings, that is, she just wanted Jiang An to be submissive, say a few nice words, tease people, and show off her posture.

Jiang Anning blinked: "I'm not trying to show off, Sister Song, I really can."

Song Yao was almost pissed off by the way she was talking nonsense in an innocent tone.

"You can, you can, what can you do?"

She poked the person's head, hoping that Jiang Anning would wake up.

How can any embroiderer do embroidery work based on dynamic reference objects?
It's not something that can be done in just a few clicks. You only need to take a few glances and memorize a rough outline, and you will be able to come up with a similar outline.

Not to mention, these four screens are not a small item.

No matter how capable she was, Jiang Anning, could she possibly record something done by a cat for ten and a half months, or even longer?
Just thinking about it, Song Yao felt that this was no different from a fantasy.

"You should be gentle with Mrs. An, say a few nice words, and this matter will be over."

Song Yao lay close to the person's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Mrs. An just likes to be held up by others. I can tell that she actually likes those small paintings of yours..."

Not to mention Mrs. An, she was extremely surprised when she saw it.

With this level, it is not impossible to become a painter.

Song Yao was envious but still a little bitter. He suppressed his emotions a little, and then his voice was as usual and he continued to persuade her: "As long as you obey her and be gentler, this matter will be over. Mrs. An I won’t embarrass you.”

"Why are you so stupid? You have to fight against the customers? You can make money easily, isn't it nice?"

Jiang Anning frowned slightly, confusion and confusion suddenly appearing in her eyes.

She didn't expect it to be so complicated, with so many twists and turns...

"I really can."

Jiang Anning retorted in a low voice: "Meeting Mrs. An's request will make her even happier, wouldn't it?"

No one would be resentful because all their requests were fulfilled, right?

A look of confusion gradually appeared in her eyes.

I don’t quite understand why Sister Song keeps urging her to quit despite the difficulties...it’s obviously not difficult, right?
Song Yao simply wanted to poke open her elm head and see what was going on inside.

"You kid..."

Just when she was about to scold someone, Mrs. An placed the tea cup heavily on the table, snorted, and said very dissatisfied: "Have you guys discussed it yet?"

"If it really doesn't work, tell me as soon as possible. Don't waste my time here by whining."

Mrs. An had a cold face: "It just so happened that the owner of Yue Wen Embroidery Shop came to see me yesterday. He said that they also got a good embroidery girl with two brushes."

After saying that, she got up and walked out: "I see that you don't seem to really want to do this business with me. It's better to give up here so as not to delay each other. I also went to take a look at Yuewen Embroidery Workshop. The newlywed embroiderer over there might really be in for a surprise."

As soon as he heard her talk about Yue Wen Embroidery Workshop, Song Yao's face, which was still full of emotions, suddenly became so gloomy that it was about to drip with water.

"Mrs. An, you paid a deposit. According to the rules, if you break the contract first, we will not withdraw." Song Yaoqiang said.

Mrs. An snorted and laughed: "Do you think I care about those three melons and two dates?"

She stood up and rolled her eyes, and her original anger was aroused to seven points: "I thought that your embroiderer was really capable, but I didn't expect that one or two of them were a little ignorant."

"My money doesn't count, so I have to be angry and kneel down and beg you to do something for me? People all over the world open their eyes and take a look, how can this make sense!"

"It's not like I have to do it with you!"

The more Mrs. An talked, the angrier she became: "After all, you have been in the palace at Chaohuang Xiufang. Now that you are famous and valuable, you just want to be different from others. If we can't reach a higher level, we won't serve you!"

She walked away with a flutter of sleeves, and even the tea cup on the table was swept to the ground, making a splintering sound.

"Mrs. An..." Song Yao calmed down, regretting what he just said irrationally, and hurriedly chased after the person and stopped him.

She softened her attitude and said angrily: "You misunderstood, that's not what I meant, I..."

Mrs. An lost her temper and refused to accept her behavior at all. She pushed the person away fiercely and her eyes widened angrily: "Get out of here!"

Jiang Anning stretched out her hand to support Song Yao, who was about to be pushed down, and said without worry or annoyance: "It's understandable that Mrs. An wants to compare shopping, but looking at the entire Jiang'an County, I'm afraid no one can do it except me. to your request."

Mrs. An sneered.

"The little girl is not old, but her tone is not young." It was a completely unbelieving attitude.

She has also studied female celebrities, so how could she not know how harsh and unreasonable the request just now was?
Jiang Anning smiled: "If you don't believe it, you might as well go to Yuewen Embroidery Studio and have a look. Maybe their embroidery lady is capable of saying this?"

Mrs. An didn't want to go.

There is a reason why Yue Wen Embroidery Fang can be compared to Chaohuang Embroidery Fang.

After she finished speaking, she already regretted a little, but there was really no way to go down.

He simply started talking to others and said, "Who can't talk nonsense? If people don't say it, they are self-aware."

It's not like you, a yellow-haired girl, your skin will be blown to the sky.

"I'm not talking big words."

Jiang Anning emphasized again: "If you don't believe it, why not take a bet with me?"

"bet?"

Mrs. An: "What are you betting on?"

"I bet on whether my embroidery can satisfy you." Jiang Anning said.

Mrs. An snorted, as if she was offended by someone's stupidity.

Is this girl stupid?
Whether gambling can satisfy her... Doesn't it mean that winning or losing only depends on her thoughts?

She was about to laugh at someone when her eyes touched his innocent and harmless eyes, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say a single word.

"Since you insist on betting, then give it a try." Mrs. An's tone softened unconsciously.

Jiang Anning: "However, your request is indeed a bit embarrassing."

Mrs. An felt like she was going to laugh out loud.

She looked at Jiang Anning with wide eyes.

"I wanted to say before that there is nothing wrong with agreeing to your request, but..."

"Just what?" Mrs. An was a little unhappy at being fooled.

"You have to pay more."

Jiang Anning held out three fingers: "It has to be three times the original price."

"What do I think it is?" Mrs. An sneered, showing a bit of contempt for the wealthy. She was about to take out the banknote and slap Jiang Anning hard in the face when she heard someone say: "Pay the deposit."

Mrs. An's hand that was picking up the money paused, her eyes full of disbelief: "What?"

She must have heard wrong.

"Say it again!" Mrs. An said with a straight face, "I want to listen carefully to what nonsense you are talking about."

Jiang Anning said calmly: "I say, it's okay to agree to your request. I just need you to pay a deposit three times the previous price."

Mrs. An took a breath.

Even Song Yao on the side was so frightened that he panicked.

She walked over and called out in a low voice: "An Ning..." Don't mess around!
Seeing Mrs. An's expression change slightly, Song Yao felt a chill in his heart: It's all over, it's all over, now he has completely offended someone.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Mrs. An laughed angrily, and her colleagues calculated the account carefully: "I paid two hundred taels as a deposit earlier. According to your embroidery shop's rule of paying 50% of the deposit, the finished product is four hundred taels. Now you want me to pay a deposit of 50%." Three times the price, which is one thousand two hundred taels, pay a deposit..."

"Are you crazy about being poor?"

What kind of embroidery can you ask for two thousand, four hundred taels without any shame?

Does this poor girl know what two thousand four hundred taels is?

Even a shop opened in a busy market would not be able to make a turnover of 2,400 taels throughout the year, let alone a profit after deducting costs.

"Two thousand four hundred taels is enough for me to buy your embroidery workshop!"

The little girl doesn't know how high the sky is, but she really has the courage to ask for a price!
Mrs. An looked at that face full of innocence and kindness. She wanted to be angry, but she couldn't get angry, so she forced herself to laugh out loud.

Song Yao's face looked a little ugly.

Want to buy her embroidery workshop for two thousand four hundred taels?

Bah... Damn it, I seem to be a little moved.

She looked at Mrs. An and wanted to test and ask: Are you buying it for real or not? If you really want to buy it, go to the Yamen to sign the contract now!
"You made a serious request, and I also gave you a real price according to your request."

Jiang Anning blinked and said in a pure and innocent tone: "If you feel it's inappropriate, why not take a step back and just use those few painted samples... If that doesn't work, why don't you go to Yuewen Embroidery Workshop and ask?"

She looked like "I don't care anyway", which really made Mrs. An angry.

"Row!"

Mrs. An seemed to be aroused to win and lose: "I will give you one thousand two hundred taels."

She slapped a small stack of banknotes on the table: "I want to see what kind of flowers you can embroider!"

"But let's make some ugly remarks first. If you accept the deposit today, you won't be able to embroider anything that satisfies me later, but you can't just refund the deposit!"

Mrs. An sneered: "When the time comes, you will have to refund me three times!"

Song Yao felt like she was about to faint. She hurriedly stepped forward, trying to reconcile a few words: "Mrs. An, An Ning is still a child. Don't be like her. She is childlike, childlike..."

"child?"

Mrs. An laughed angrily and glared at Song Yao: "Have you ever seen such a big child?"

She turned her head again and looked at Jiang Anning carefully. The girl was tall and as quiet as a virgin. When she didn't speak, there always seemed to be an air of innocence between her eyebrows, which made it difficult for people to be cruel and harsh.

Mrs. An's breathing stagnated for a while, she looked away, and her tone became softer unconsciously: "I see that she is almost in her prime, right?"

Are you already getting married, or what kind of children?
Song Yao wanted to make a few excuses, but Jiang Anning spoke before her: "Mrs. An, you won't insist on saying that you are dissatisfied when you are clearly satisfied, right? If you promise me that you won't be like this, then this bet, Let’s consider it a decision!”

This sounds really childish.

Mrs. An wanted to laugh at her for being stupid. She could tear up the black and white words on the paper, so how could the verbal agreement count?

But this girl is very sincere, which makes people feel that if they really lied to her, their conscience will be very painful.

What a hell!

Is there a poison in this girl?

Mrs. An calmed herself down and looked away from Jiang Anning's innocent and harmless face, for fear that she might really be confused.

"Of course I wouldn't be like that." Her tone was very stiff, and it didn't sound like the truth.

Jiang Anning seemed not to hear it at all: "Then let's make it a deal and high-five each other."

She stretched out her hand and looked at Mrs. An.

Mrs. An:…

Is this girl really a fool?

Do you just believe her?

After hesitating for a moment, Mrs. An felt some pain in her conscience and reached out her hand to give everyone a high-five.

After two palms, Mrs. An's hand was caught off guard, and she almost stumbled.

Jiang Anning took back her hand, looked at Mrs. An, and said hesitantly: "Why don't you go to Yuewen Embroidery Workshop?"

Mrs. An chuckled.

She just said that this girl is like a pig with a green onion stuck in her nose, just pretending!
"Why, you regret it so quickly?"

Mrs. An had a cold face, feeling unhappy about being fooled.

Jiang Anning shook his head: "I'm just afraid that if you agree to the bet with me now, you won't go to the embroidery workshop nearby to shop around. When you turn around and are satisfied with my embroidery, you will feel that you have never seen anything in the embroidery workshop nearby. His craftsmanship is better than mine, and he will regret it and dislike me..."

She murmured: "People like the new and dislike the old, and always prefer what they have never got."

Although her voice was quiet, she was so close to Mrs. An that even if she didn't want to hear it, it still got into people's ears.

"Then what do you want?"

Mrs. An only felt that people were using clever words to delay time.

She was choosing embroidery, not men. She would think the unused one was better. How could she say that she prefers the new and dislikes the old?
"Why don't you also go and ask the embroidery workshop nearby?"

Jiang Anning looked honest: "I know that Yue Wen Embroidery Shop, as well as other large and small embroidery shops in Jiang'an County, are all gearing up and working hard to overtake Chaohuang Embroidery Shop. Maybe they also want to take over. This job of yours.”

"so what?"

Mrs. An raised her eyebrows.

Jiang Anning lowered her eyes in embarrassment: "So maybe I was a little boastful just now."

Mrs. An snorted and showed an expression that was indeed the case.

She knew this girl was bragging.

Now I found that the leather was torn, and I started desperately looking for a repair.

Just as Mrs. An was about to utter a few words of ridicule, she heard Jiang Anning say: "Maybe in Jiang'an County, I may not be the only one who can fulfill your request."

"Why don't you just set up a game and let everyone compete with each other in their own special skills? The prize will remain the same as we said before, it's just that more people will participate, and it will be more lively."

Jiang Anning blinked and looked at Mrs. An sincerely: "What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)