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

Chapter 99 Exchange death for life
The county magistrate told Mrs. An about the porridge-based hot pot. He had never tasted it, let alone seen it, but he was bragging about it so much that he was drooling.

"The rich aroma of rice, rolled into a snow-white soup, topped with eel slices, hey, the taste is so bright!"

Mrs. An's mind was slightly moved, and her eyes seemed to pass across Jiang Anning's face unintentionally.

The facial features were so similar, why didn't she recognize this girl at all when she first saw her?
"Is there anyone who cooks hot pot with porridge base? It sounds really fresh. The pots that we usually eat are just spicy and spicy, or clear and bone soup. It's really unheard of to use white porridge as the base of the pot."

She looked very curious: "Now that you've told me this, I kind of want to try it."

"I have eaten eel porridge before, but I don't know what it would be like to cook eel slices in a hot pot with this porridge base. What kind of seasoning should be used to accompany it?"

"I've watched them eat fish and crabs. They use onions in spring and mustard in autumn. Some people also like to use shredded ginger to accompany it. There is also the method of pouring wine on raw crabs, mincing the raw crabs, boiling them with sesame oil, and then adding After it's cooled, use the grass fruit, fennel, amomum villosum, ground pepper, water ginger, pepper, add green onion, salt and vinegar, mix it and eat."

"That one has a lot of seasonings and plenty of flavor. Unfortunately, I can't eat that one."

"However, this hot pot with porridge base is probably cooked, so I can still eat it."

Mrs. An's eyes fell on Song Yao: "I just don't know whether Boss Song welcomes me, who just eats and drinks."

"Shouldn't I ask Jiang Anning about this?"

The county magistrate handed the steps to Mrs. An very naturally: "She is the host. It is unlucky that she is in the middle of a competition, so she cannot be called over to ask in person."

Mrs. An smiled, followed the person's words, and looked at Jiang Anning.

picture!
Really similar!

Familiar eyebrows, familiar figure... In the past, I really didn't notice how much this girl looked like Jingwan.

Bloodline is really a magical thing.

It was obvious that two people were born from the union of two people, yet they could still be so similar.

You can see the appearance of the man named Jiang, and you can also see the appearance of Jingwan.

Song Yao didn't know what they were fighting for. He looked at this and that: "Mrs. An is willing to reward you, that's the best thing."

"Okay."

Mrs. An raised her eyebrows, took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, and took advantage of the situation to comply.

Song Yao, who was still somewhat eloquent at first, was at a loss for what to say.

Fortunately, the county magistrate quickly talked about other things, and Mrs. An responded casually, and no one cared about her.

"Madam, these are qualified embroideries selected by several aunts. Please take a look."

The eldest maid Zisu who was following Mrs. An bowed respectfully and directed all the little maids to come forward holding the embroidery and show them one by one.

"They all look pretty good."

Mrs. An reached out to pick up a piece of embroidery, and the curve of her mouth was slightly sincere: "The embroidery of this cat scene is really vivid."

Her eyes immediately turned to Jiang Anning, who was inconspicuous and too quiet among the embroiderers: "But the embroiderer named Jiang from Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop did the embroidery?"

Zisu was stunned for a moment.

"No, it's not..." She pointed to another embroiderer and introduced: "This cat play picture was embroidered by Fang embroiderer of Qiuyue Embroidery Workshop. It was also selected this time after several aunts selected it. , the best one.”

Mrs. An was instantly disappointed and lost interest.

She threw the cat scene back casually: "Which one did Jiang Anning embroider?"

Zi Su was surprised and quickly took out the magpie branch embroidered by Jiang Anning from among the inconspicuous embroideries and handed it to others to look at.

"It's quite normal and a very common pattern."

Mrs. An could tell at a glance that people were hiding their clumsiness.

She immediately waved her hand without interest.

"Let's start the second one."

"Yes."

Zisu didn't understand why his wife's mood changed so quickly, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She responded submissively and led a group of maids down to make arrangements.

After a while, Zi Su replaced Mrs. An and read out the results to all the embroiderers.

"After selection by our aunts, sixteen works were finally selected from the thirty-one embroiderers who came today and were rated as excellent."

"I will prepare the embroidery cloth, embroidery frame, embroidery thread and fabric and other items later, and place them on the seats. I will ask the sixteen selected embroiderers to take turns to draw lots to decide their seats."

She explained the general rules eloquently: "...for the second competition, please refer to this picture of a cricket and create freely to embroider a new work."

As she said this, she clapped her hands, and two boys immediately came up carrying a kang screen.

The Kang screen, which is about half the height of a person, is embroidered with more than a dozen different kinds of crickets.

Cicada, also known as cicada.

Jiang Anning looked at the familiar stitches and her eyes widened instantly.

This……

It’s grandma’s craftsmanship!

Unlike her and Dad, Aniang likes the chirping of cicadas very much.

Therefore, whether it is the clothes she wears every day, or the clothes she makes for her and her father, she always likes to embroider two vivid cicadas on them.

She was very familiar with this.

Jiang Anning couldn't help but look up at Mrs. An. Today, using this picture of a cricket as a reference, is it really just a coincidence?
Mrs. An tilted her head and looked over as if she was aware of it.

Jiang Anning had already put away her surprise and walked over to draw lots as if nothing had happened. She took her lot number, found the corresponding seat and sat down, arranging the stretchers and stretchers carefully.

Mrs. An frowned slightly.

Why didn't this girl react at all?

Didn't you recognize who painted this cricket picture?
Or...perceived something and deliberately pretended not to recognize it?
If it's the latter, this woman is probably as scheming as Jingwan.

If it's the former...

I'm afraid that I lost the protection of my parents prematurely, and I was young and severely frightened, so I don't remember many things.

Mrs. An felt that a wild child like Jiang Anning, who had lost the guidance of his parents early on and grew up alone in the countryside, would not have the scheming skills to be able to find some clues but still remain calm and composed as if nothing happened. Feel.

Probably the former.

The young girl suddenly learned that her parents had been killed. Before she had time to express her grief, a group of vicious people broke into her home and smashed and looted her home.

It is understandable that I would be so frightened that I would forget these unpleasant memories.

Mrs. An quickly convinced herself.

Totally unwilling to face the fear deep inside.

She didn't want to admit that the daughter Sang Jingwan gave birth to would be smarter and smarter than her daughter.

how can that be possible!
Absolutely impossible!

Her daughter, who has been carefully trained by her for many years, is involved in music, chess, calligraphy and painting... after all.

Her temperament and appearance... Mrs. An suddenly couldn't suppress her irritability. She placed the tea cup in her hand heavily on the table, startling the county magistrate next to her who was still trying to amuse her.

"What, what's wrong?"

Mrs. An rolled her eyes at him. She really failed to control her expression and said in a stiff tone: "Nothing!"

County Magistrate:…

Women are so moody.

He complained dissatisfiedly in his heart, but still tried his best to put on a smile on his face.

Jiang Anning promised Song Yao that he would win this competition and retain the honor for Chaohuang Embroidery Studio, so naturally there was no way to really hide his clumsiness.

Fortunately, in order to save time, the second item only requires embroidering an embroidery the size of a handkerchief.

In terms of time, there was also a limit, only three sticks of incense were given to work, and the embroiderers were also required to find their positions and arrange the embroidery threads, so time was much tighter.

The effort of three sticks of incense passed quickly.

Time was short, and many embroiderers did not even have time to finish embroidering a complete handkerchief.

Naturally, they were filtered out.

In the end, only Jiang Anning and the embroiderer named Fang from Qiuyue Embroidery Shop completed the embroidery.

It can also be said that the works of the two people have their own merits.

What Fang Xiu Niang was embroidering was a stage.

Traditional Suzhou embroidery is mostly based on patterns such as lotus, peacock, or cat, and few people embroider insects such as cicadas.

Even when embroidering cicadas, they usually use festive colors and embroider them according to auspicious patterns.

That's what happened to Fang Xiu Niang.

The cicada in the middle takes up most of the cloth area, and it looks similar but not realistic.

She chose a maroon red base fabric, embroidered the body of the cicada in pure red, supplemented it with sky blue embroidered outer pieces, and then used light gold embroidery thread to embroider the cicada's scutes, antennae, etc., to increase the three-dimensional effect and make it more realistic. The shape is lifelike.

Black is paired with the same pale gold as the antennae, outlining the eyes and deepening the three-dimensional effect.

Cicada Wing uses embroidery thread that is as tender as flesh and is close to ten brocade colors. Fang Xiu Niang's embroidery pays more attention to expressiveness rather than imitation.

Jiang Anning is exactly the opposite.

She left a lot of white space on the fabric, using a tiny cicada hanging on a dead branch of wild grass as the main body, and added a touch of green above the dead branch as a finishing touch.

"Your picture of a cricket with a dead branch is quite interesting."

"How dare you add a pop of bright green to such a dull color to break the balance."

Mrs. An raised her eyebrows and picked up Jiang Anning's embroidery to look at with interest.

After all, she is Sang Jingwan's child. She looks quiet, soft and frail, but in fact she is extremely bold, and her stitching is neat and decisive, without any hesitation and no sloppiness at all.

"How did you come up with the color matching?"

she asked, mostly curious in her eyes.

Jiang Anning bowed slightly and explained generously and confidently: "Zhuangzi once said that cicadas do not know the spring and autumn. What he means is that cicadas have a short life and cannot see seasons other than midsummer."

"I used dead branches with cicadas as the main body, which violates the natural law that cicadas cannot survive summer and cannot see autumn."

"So adding a touch of green on the dead branches also wants to hint that summer is not over yet."

She showed a hint of true feelings: "The life of a cicada is short, just like exchanging death for life."

"Death in exchange for life?"

After Mrs. An chewed this sentence carefully, she chuckled.

"This embroidery of yours has a very good intention."

Mrs. An turned her head and looked at the cricket screen beside her: "Perhaps the embroiderer who embroidered this screen had the same idea as you."

Knowing that a mayfly cannot shake a tree, he dies in exchange for the survival of his offspring.

Jiang Anning was silent, followed the person's words, glanced at the kang screen made by A Niang, and tried her best to control her emotions.

Her brows were clear and expressionless: "Maybe."

Mrs. An's eyes lingered on her face for a while, and she soon started laughing again: "I just heard from the county magistrate that there is a Lingnan chef in your house. He can make porridge-based hot pot. It sounds very fresh to me." , I wonder if I have the honor to come and have a meal?”

"Mrs. An is willing to show her appreciation to Huang Xiufang. It's a great honor."

Jiang Anning's humble attitude made Mrs. An giggle: "Listening to what you said, you don't sound like an embroiderer working at Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop, but more like... the second boss of Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop."

She turned her head, glanced at Song Yao, and reminded her kindly: "Young people, if you are willing to treat the work of the embroidery workshop as your own business, it is a good thing and you will definitely be more energetic. If I were the boss, I would definitely I like you as a motivated worker who cares about the embroidery workshop.”

"But don't forget, after all, those who work are the ones who work. If you put in too much emotion and enthusiasm, you may get the boss's recognition and appreciation at first. After a long time..."

Mrs. An covered her mouth and laughed twice: "It is inevitable that the boss will suspect that you want to occupy the magpie's nest and really regard this place as your home."

Jiang Anning was slightly stunned, a little confused for a moment.

Is this provocation?
Looking at the person's expression, it doesn't look like him.

She blinked and responded obediently: "Thank you, Mrs. An, for the tip."

Mrs. An couldn't help but look at the person twice more.

When she just saw the picture of the crickets on a dead branch, and when Jiang Anning explained the creative concept to her incessantly, she seemed to see the shadow of Sang Jingwan.

now……

She shook her head and laughed, feeling that she was really too arrogant.

This girl doesn't look like she's scheming.

She gently touched the almost real thin cicada wings with her fingertips, and raised an unknown smile at the corner of her mouth.

I'm afraid, this girl is still complacent about her embroidery at this time, thinking that she will definitely come out on top, right?
I don't know what will happen next.

"I have long heard that there is a skillful embroiderer hidden in Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop. All the embroidery pieces that come out of her hands are exquisite and lifelike. Now I can see it, and it is true!"

Mrs. An was very flattering.

"I think the top spot today has to be this picture of a cricket with a dead branch that is innovative and well-conceived. What does the county magistrate think?"

She handed Jiang Anning's embroidery to the county magistrate for viewing.

The county magistrate didn't understand the gadgets of his daughter's house and was not very interested in them. However, he was somewhat shocked by the degree of realism of the embroidery.

He was at a loss for words: "This hand embroidery work is truly astonishing!"

The tiny cicada was lying on a dead branch, as if it had come alive.

What amazed him the most was not the cicada.

And the dead branch with the cicada lying on it is really, really impressive!
Zhou Geng, who was standing next to the county magistrate, also had a clear look.

He pursed his lips slightly, his pupils changed slightly, but there was no expression on his face.

"What do you think?"

Mrs. An also asked people to take Jiang Anning's embroidery to others to see.

Everyone was either surprised or jealous, with mixed emotions.

"This embroidery is indeed a top-notch work. Both in terms of completion and technique, it is extremely exquisite."

Among the aunts in charge of the review, the elder and highest-status embroiderer gave Jiang Anning great recognition on behalf of the others.

Mrs. An immediately raised her voice and directly decided who would take the top spot.

Many others agreed.

In addition, after seeing Jiang Anning's embroidery, I really feel that she deserves the title.

Even Wei Qiuyue and Fang Xiu Niang felt ashamed.

"She is really good at embroidering!" Although Fang Xiu Niang was angry that she failed to come out on top, she still admired Jiang Anning's painting of a cricket in the end of summer.

Jiang Anning came out on top as everyone expected, and the only one who was dissatisfied was Sheng Yuewen.

The county magistrate specially ordered someone to rush to make a gold-plated copper shuttle, which was regarded as a lucky charm for the occasion.

He smiled and asked Zhou Geng to step forward and give the gold-plated copper shuttle in the brocade box to Jiang Anning as the prize for this competition.

Jiang Anning took it with both hands, thanking her respectfully, but feeling a little complicated in her heart.

She is an embroiderer...

What does it mean that the magistrate gave her a weaving shuttle?
Mrs. An also prepared a lottery ticket.

It is a wire-wound board made of Nanhong.

Although I don’t know who would use an agate winding board, this thing... shouldn’t be too easy to use, right?
But at any rate, it is more suitable for an embroiderer than the shuttle given by the county magistrate.

In addition, the prize of this competition is that honor is greater than reward, so what is given is not that important.

"One day, I will defeat you!"

When the show was over, Fang Xiu Niang shook off Wei Qiuyue's hand, rushed to Jiang Anning, raised her chin proudly, and declared war.

Jiang Anning blinked: "I am also very interested in my sister's embroidery skills. I look forward to my sister coming back to teach me."

Fang Xiu Niang glanced at her and snorted arrogantly.

"Which one is your sister!"

"I'm not even old enough yet."

She looked like a little wild cat with fried hair.

Jiang Anning couldn't help but laugh: "So it's my sister, then... I'll shamelessly call myself my sister, and I'll make amends to my sister."

Fang Xiu Niang's angry little face softened slightly.

Wei Qiuyue came to her senses, stepped forward and slapped Fang Xiu Niang on the shoulder: "You little bastard, what are you talking about!"

She looked at Jiang Anning apologetically: "I'm sorry, this girl has been spoiled by me since she was a child, and she doesn't think her words are serious."

Jiang Anning was a little surprised, and couldn't understand why Song Yao, a person who always had trouble getting along with him every time he met, seemed to suddenly change his temper.

She was confused, but she didn't show it on her face. She said a few perfunctory polite words: "Sister Fang has a straightforward personality, I like her very much."

Wei Qiuyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you hurry back with me!"

After saying that, he will pull the person away.

Fang Xiu Niang was reluctant, and after receiving Wei Qiuyue's glare, she became a little more docile and followed the others quietly.

Jiang Anning looked at Fang Xiu Niang, the two of them hurriedly about, and was almost dragged to the point of being staggered, and her doubts deepened.

"What's wrong with her? She seems to have changed her gender."

Seeing Song Yao coming over, she asked her doubts.

Song Yao laughed twice: "She was worried that I would ask her for a bet, so she had to run away in a hurry. She just wished she could never see me again in this life!"

"what?"

Jiang Anning was even more confused.