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

Chapter 83: Listening to music on the boat and making a bet

Seeing the timid look, Song Yao snorted disdainfully.

"Are you so sure that if I Chaohuang Embroidery Fang will lose to Yuewen Embroidery Fang?"

When Wei Qiuyue saw that Song Yao didn't hit her, but just asked a stupid question with an obvious answer, Wei Qiuyue breathed a sigh of relief, and soon became arrogant and proud again.

"if not?"

Wei Qiuyue raised her chin like a proud peacock in spring: "The more people hear about the embroidery shop, the more they find the embroiderer who presented the Buddha picture to the Queen Mother. In the future, there will only be more and better double-faced ones." Three different embroideries.”

"When the time comes, what will your Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop, which has been favored by the Heavenly Family, do to compete with Boss Sheng's Yuewen Embroidery Workshop?"

Wei Qiuyue was full of pride, as if it was not Yuewen embroidery workshop or Sheng Yuewen who found the embroiderer with the Buddha image, but her.

She looked Song Yao up and down arrogantly, and snorted contemptuously: "Even Mrs. An gave up going to Huang Embroidery Studio and chose Yuewen Embroidery Studio."

"Doesn't this mean that Yue Wen Embroidery Fang is far more powerful than your Chaohuang Embroidery Fang?"

Song Yao rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Since you are so convinced that Yuewen Embroidery Fang will beat Chaohuang Embroidery Fang in the ring, how about we make a bet?"

She said excitedly: "Boss Wei is always cheerful, and he is so sure that Yue Wen Embroidery Workshop will become the new No. 1 embroidery workshop in Jiang'an County. Thinking about it, he shouldn't be afraid of making a small bet with me, right?"

In these words, the flavor of aggressive general is too obvious.

Anyone with any brains can hear it.

"Just bet!"

Wei Qiuyue made a sound: "Who is afraid of you?"

She proudly boasted: "No matter how strong you are in refusing to admit defeat, you still can't change the fact that the more you hear about it, the embroidery workshop will soon replace your Chaohuang embroidery workshop as the number one embroidery workshop in Jiang'an County!"

"Don't say that I have a few verbal bets with you, but I still dare to use my Qiuyue Embroidery Workshop as a bet."

Wei Qiuyue snorted coldly: "Because of you, I will definitely lose!"

"it is good!"

Song Yao clapped his hands and applauded. He didn't expect Wei Qiuyue to come up to the road like this. Before she could set up the ladder, he hurriedly jumped into the pit and waited for her to bury the soil.

"Then let's bet on your Qiuyue Embroidery Workshop, how about it?"

Wei Qiuyue's voice was choked, and she looked at Song Yao as if she were a fool.

"If Chaohuang Embroidery Fang loses to Yuewen Embroidery Fang, I will give you five hundred silver."

Wei Qiuyue's eyes widened in disbelief.

"If Chaohuang Embroidery Studio does not lose to Yuewen Embroidery Studio, give me Qiuyue Embroidery Studio."

Song Yao raised his eyebrows in relief, with a hint of provocation in his eyes: "How? Do you dare to bet with me!"

Wei Qiuyue hesitated for a moment.

How could Song Yao be so generous?

She really couldn't believe it... Could it be a scam?

Wei Qiuyue once again resented that her brain was not as good as Song Yao's.

She was so anxious that she stamped her feet.

Oh my God, it's true, she's a human being, but she's not smart.

It happened that Song Yao was smart.

Even though it could be seen that Song Yao was trying to provoke her, and he was so generous and promised huge profits, he must have dug a hole for her to jump into, but he still didn't want to be short in front of others.

What's more...

Sheng Yue heard about that sanctimonious dog man and found the embroiderer who embroidered the Buddha picture.

Lady Lian was so proficient in the two-sided and three-dimensional embroidery skills that even Mrs. An was impressed.

You should, you shouldn't be able to lose, right?

Wei Qiuyue gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "Just bet! Whoever is a coward is a puppy!"

"it is good!"

Song Yao curled his lips: "What you say is unfounded, let's put it in black and white..."

"Go to the boat house in front and prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Sign the documents now!"

Wei Qiuyue frowned and said unwillingly.

The people next to her turned pale with fright, and hurriedly grabbed her and persuaded her: "Qiuyue, be careful that you have been deceived by her. Song Yao has always been at odds with you, and he has a brother-sister relationship with Sheng Yuewen. Be careful of them." They just banded together to put on a show and lie to you!"

"Will that be so?"

Wei Qiuyue's eyebrows almost knitted together, and she felt tangled in her heart.

"Song Yao, she shouldn't engage in such villainous behavior, right? It's not like Sheng Yue Wen that guy is arrogant and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals."

Wei Qiuyue did not add any extraneous words and spoke fairly and impartially.

"Knowing people but not knowing their hearts! Qiuyue Embroidery Workshop is half your life's work. If you really lose, what hope do you have in the future?"

The companions advised Wei Qiuyue to calm down and not to be fooled by others.

Wei Qiuyue hesitated and tried her best to argue: "Although Song Yao and Sheng Yuewen were called siblings, they have been at odds for a long time. Moreover, for so many years, the two of them have been at the same level. When did they ever get along harmoniously? "

"No matter how I look at it, I don't think the two of them will join forces."

While her companions were still trying to persuade her, Wei Qiuyue seemed to have made up her mind: "I have made up my mind, and I have really been deceived by Song Yao. Then I admit it, and I can only blame me for not knowing people well!"

"Every time I gamble, I must lose. Since I chose to gamble, I am greedy. If I really lose, I should bear the consequences."

Wei Qiuyue didn't know whether she was persuading others or herself: "Just spend money to buy a lesson!"

She looked at Song Yao: "Let's go and sign the receipt."

Song Yao naturally had no objection.

It was only five hundred taels of silver, she could still afford to lose.

What's more, Lady Lian's identity has been exposed by An Ning.

It is still unknown whether Sheng Yuewen dares to challenge again.

That is, people like Wei Qiuyue who were deceived by the illusion can't wait to come to see her jokes.

The four of them went directly to the nearest boathouse. By coincidence, it was exactly where Wan Niang was before.

Surprisingly, the owner of this restaurant has changed.

Not the same woman as before.

Jiang Anning looked around calmly and didn't see any familiar faces.

The four of them covered their faces with fans and asked for a sky-shaped room.

Then someone prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones and sent them.

There are often elegant people who like to compose poems at the restaurant's painted boats, so they use pens, inks, paper and inkstones. All the large painted boats are prepared for a long time, and they are all made of high-quality rice paper.

There are also elegant things such as flower paper.

After a while, a young and beautiful 'little lady' in cool clothes came over with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"The slave family serves several ladies with pen and ink."

The delicate voice and the soft and boneless appearance made even Song Yao, a person who has always been unrestrained and self-conscious, feel a little uncomfortable.

She coughed a few times: "What, no need, you go down first."

The 'little lady' looked panicked, as if she didn't know what she had done wrong to offend her benefactor, and she was stunned where she was at a loss.

Xuan Ran looked like she was about to cry, which was completely pitiful.

Jiang Anning couldn't help but think of Wan Niang... and was even more curious about whether the people in their place had the ability to cry like pear blossoms and rain, which I felt pity for.

"You go down first, we have to talk about something private."

Jiang Anning smiled gently and said, "Go and warm up a pot of wine. I want something not too strong."

The 'little lady' hurriedly said 'yes' in a soft voice, got up and left quickly.

Song Yao sighed: "I thought that what I said just now was too harsh and scared the little girl to tears. It turned out that it was because I was worried about losing business. You are really lovable."

Wei Qiuyue was not surprised at all: "The owner of this boathouse is also ignorant. When he saw that it was a female guest, he didn't know how to arrange a few clean waiters to come in..." "That person just now, after all, must be a male." That’s right.”

Jiang Anning said something abruptly, causing all three of them to look at her.

"what?"

"male?"

The three of them looked at each other, none of them seeing how the 'little lady' looked like a man.

"It's indeed a man."

Jiang Anning coughed twice and rubbed his eyes, a little tired of his good eyesight blessed by [reward].

I don’t know if I will get needle holes if I go back.

"She is probably still young, around twelve or thirteen years old, so the difference between men and women is not obvious yet."

She explained, picking up the teacup and drinking tea, hiding her discomfort.

"So that's it." Wei Qiuyue had a clear expression on her face. She didn't know whether she was really a veteran of Hualiu, or she was just pretending to be mysterious and didn't want to show her timidity.

Song Yao glanced at Jiang Anning, but didn't say anything.

The three of them wrote the evidence in black and white.

When Wei Qiuyue pressed her fingerprints, her companion couldn't help but stop him.

"Qiuyue..."

Wei Qiuyue hesitated for a few moments, then pressed it firmly.

She scratched her neck and said in dissatisfaction: "Song Yao, if you lose, don't cry and regret it!"

"I will give it to you in the same way."

Song Yao chuckled: "Wei Qiuyue, if you lose when the time comes, don't regret it."

Wei Qiuyue felt like a punch on cotton. It didn't hurt, but it made her feel angry.

She angrily threw her hands away and walked away.

The 'little lady' who had just returned from warming the wine was shocked to see the angry face.

"Guest officer..."

Wei Qiuyue glared at the person and said angrily: "Go in and wait!"

"Yes."

The 'little lady' was scolded so she didn't know why, so she could only respond with caution.

In the room, Song Yao and Jiang Anning were eating melon seeds and talking about their grievances with Wei Qiuyue.

"... She has a strong temperament, and she has always been top-notch. Originally, her Qiuyue Embroidery Workshop was considered to be unique in Jiang'an County, and the business was not bad compared to the previous Wen's Embroidery Workshop."

Seeing someone pushing the door open and coming in, Song Yao paused and looked at the door.

Jiang Anning also looked over.

She was playing with a handful of flower paper in her hand, but she was much calmer than Song Yao. Seeing the person hesitating at the door and not knowing what to do, she asked casually: "What's your name?"

"Brother Nujiaying."

Song Yao was surprised and looked at Jiang Anning: Is he really a boy?
She took a closer look at the man. He had pink face, rosy cheeks, red lips and white teeth, and arched eyebrows. He looked really pleasant, and she couldn't tell that he was a man at all.

"First time picking up a customer?"

Jiang Anning casually picked out a flower note and put it on the tip of her nose, sniffing it lightly.

A very familiar scent.

"Yes, it's the first time. I've just arrived here not long ago, so I haven't learned the rules well yet." Brother Ying deliberately spoke softly in her tone.

Maybe it was because he wanted to change his voice, but after deliberately lowering his tone, it was really hard to tell the difference between male and female.

Song Yao was surprised.

"Can you sing?" she asked.

Brother Ying: "I know a little bit, but I can't sing well."

Song Yao sat up straight and looked at the person with interest: "Sing a song, and I'll listen to it."

"Yes."

Brother Ying responded timidly, knelt down to the side, cleared her throat, and chose a less bold song to sing.

Song Yao listened with interest, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and continued to talk about the topic with Jiang Anning.

"Don't forget that Qiuyue Embroidery Shop is not a big shop and there are only a few embroiderers, but the real business is far away."

"Things made in her embroidery workshops are sold in Beijing, Jinan, Yuhang, Lingnan, and Baiyue."

Song Yao said more than words, but he admired Wei Qiuyue more.

"Wei Qiuyue is also very powerful. Her head is much easier to use than the rest of us."

"Let's do some embroidery work. It's great, that is, we can draw a fresh pattern and use some bright and bold colors."

"But she is different!"

"Don't look at the many things in her embroidery workshop. They are quite ordinary and nothing new."

"It's just like this, business has never been bad."

"She also specially designed a flower character, and almost every embroidery will have such a logo."

"Over time, Qiuyue Embroidery Workshop's reputation has grown."

"Don't look at their patterns and color matching. Everything is in order. There is nothing outstanding about it."

"But the workmanship is excellent, it's durable and strong, we won't mention it for the rich and wealthy, people don't care about that, if this one is broken, just replace it."

"But how many wealthy families can there be in this world?"

"After all, we poor people still make up the majority..."

As Song Yao was talking, Brother Ying's voice choked up and he paused, causing the two of them to look up with strange expressions.

"Why don't you sing?"

Song Yao frowned, a little unhappy.

Brother Ying leaned down with panic in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now and disturbed your interest, sir..."

He was at a loss as to how to plead guilty and ask for mercy.

"You go down first."

Song Yao lost interest and waved his hand impatiently to chase people away.

"The slave family..."

Brother Ying also wanted to get a chance to defend himself.

Jiang Anning rested her chin on one hand: "Still not leaving? How about we call the boss to come in and ask you to go out?"

"The slave family doesn't dare."

Brother Ying nodded and couldn't figure out what made him so disgusted.

Worried that the two of them would really call the boss, he would not be able to get anything good by then, so he left in a hurry.

When he walked to the door, Jiang Anning suddenly said again: "Wait!"

Brother Ying stopped in a hurry and looked at the person pitifully: "What else do you have to say, sir?"

"The flower notes you have here are very cleverly made. I like them very much. I would like to buy some and take them back with me. Is that convenient?"

Brother Ying shook her head blankly: "I don't know."

"Then please ask the person who can take charge."

Jiang Anning smiled easily and seemed to be really interested in Hua Jian.

Brother Ying peeked at the person, said "yes" obediently, and stepped out quietly.

When the door closed, the originally frightened and pitiful person suddenly turned cold, and his charming look was gone.

I'd like to apologize in advance. I may have made a lot of typos recently. I'm really feeling unwell. I've taken a lot of painkillers but they have no effect. I also unexpectedly lost full time at work. I'm reluctant to take biologics for the time being, and the effects won't be effective so quickly. , the pain is unbearable, my mind may not be clear, and I don't care to check for typos. If there are any mistakes, please correct me. I will correct them as soon as I see them.