Rebirth of the Pastoral Wife

Chapter 9 Small Changes in Space
Holding the money in her hand, Bao Niang went to the embroidery workshop again.

Embroidery workshop is an institution specially used to embroider things for people. The things sold in it have been used by common people to princes and concubines.

Looking sideways, I didn't see anyone. I listened quietly to the sound of the locomotive from the inner room, creaking and creaking. It was so strange. The embroidery workshop was at the back, and next to it were several shops of the same owner. The things sold inside are very novel, except for the high-quality fabrics that are embroidered one by one, Bao Niang can't see the doorway here, knowing that the embroidery in this area is the best, and their shops here are still going on. Draw embroidery in various formats.

As long as you can embroider, they will accept it. Bao Niang didn't understand before, why such a large embroidery workshop still collects embroidery from outside, and she has lived a new life. She still doesn't understand.

The owner behind this embroidery shop must want to monopolize the embroidery business, no matter what type of embroidery they accept, just to enrich their own embroidery skills.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Bao Niang.

Walking to the nearest shop, Bao Niang took out a few embroidered handkerchiefs that were tightly wrapped in her bag, looked at the woman at the front of the counter who was only busy cutting the fabric, and said, "Ma'am, let me show you, what are these embroidered handkerchiefs?" price?"

The woman who was shouted by Bao Niang raised her head, without looking at Bao Niang, she just took the embroidered handkerchief from her hand, "A piece of ten pieces..."

"That's fine, thank you, ma'am..." Bao Niang was delighted, the fabric for embroidering the handkerchief was left over from making clothes, and the thread that was bought to embroider the handkerchief was only a penny.

The girl's unique immature voice, especially accompanied by bursts of melodious joy, the old woman raised her head and glanced, stunned, this girl is so beautiful, her eyebrows are not drawn but her eyes are full of youthful and energetic spring waves , although the delicate skin is not as good as the snowflakes, it is full of blush.

With a slender body and half-worn clothes, he exudes a unique aura. He seems to be young but mature. He seems to be indifferent to everything in the world, but he has a new vitality. He does not have the radiance of the phoenix nirvana. With a gentle and casual attitude.

"The color matching is not bad, but the acupuncture needs more practice..."

Hearing the aunt's response, Bao Niang was overjoyed, this is teaching her!

Nodding her head in agreement, she thanked her before leaving the border of the embroidery workshop.

Leaving the embroidery workshop, holding the money in her hand, Bao Niang walked towards Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Song with the money in her arms and a smile on her face.

Taking advantage of the good mood, Bao Niang bought two sets of clothes in the tailor shop. Neither Father Liu nor Mrs. Song had one. Mr. Liu's was a gray-black one, while Mrs. Song's was a slightly darker one. of purple.

The color is not very correct, and the quality is not very good, but it is not expensive.

Taking the clothes, I bought another piece of pork belly by the way, and after talking to the pork seller, I got a big bone for free, and was glared at by the pork seller.

She is not angry, what is she angry, her appearance is a beautiful scenery when placed on the street, I remember someone said this, she is very happy to hear such words, but she is not as proud of her appearance as in her previous life, but Smile lightly, beauty is only appearance.

The most important thing for people is inner beauty is good!

As soon as he walked to the street market where Father Liu and Mrs. Song set up their stalls, they met Xiao Dahe who was carrying three pheasants and two wild rabbits in his hands. Because he was walking in a hurry, Xiao Dahe never noticed Bao Niang, and Bao Niang Mother has the idea of ​​spending a lifetime with Xiao Yuanshan.

Since he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Xiao Yuanshan, it was only natural to have a good relationship with the Xiao family.

"Uncle Xiao, have you come to the market too?" Bao Niang stepped forward and shouted at Xiao Dahe.

Suddenly being called out, Xiao Dahe paused to see that Bao Niang's dark face showed a slight smile, "It's Bao Niang, you came here by yourself? I'm here to sell some prey..." A smile is polite , The far-fetched words made Baoniang suddenly feel that this Uncle Xiao didn't seem to trust her enough, and didn't believe in her current changes.

Fearing that Bao Niang would have the cheek to ask for the prey in his hands, Xiao Dahe didn't dare to ask more, and Bao Niang couldn't even say, I don't want your pheasant and rabbit, so just put your heart in your belly.

"Then Uncle Xiao, let's go first, I should go back too, it's not that my father's leg is hurt, I bought some meat for him to mend..." He raised the meat and bones in his hand, and his small face was very bright .

"Well, it should be, make up more!" Xiao Dahe said with a little embarrassment.

This girl raised the flesh in her hand as if to show off, but to be honest, looking at Baoniang has been a little different recently, she has become more honest and stable, and she knows how to respect her parents, although she is the same as before. People don't say hello, but they don't have that kind of arrogance, and they are much more peaceful.

Thinking about it in my heart, I feel more and more that Bao Niang is better, and it is good to think of matching his eldest nephew.

He was about to walk towards Father Liu and Mrs. Song, but before he got there, Mrs. Song hurriedly grabbed Baoniang, "Where did you go, girl? It's really worrying. I dare not bring you here this time? What if I get lost?" His tone and gestures were caring like a child, if it was the same as before, Bao Niang would definitely say angrily, don't worry about it.

But now it feels very warm.

"I can get lost anywhere, and I'm not a child!" Bao Niang smiled, and her tone was so soothing that it allayed Song's worries.

"Where did you go? Why are you only coming back now?" Mrs. Song asked Bao Niang tightly while pulling her.

"It's nothing, I just waited at the pharmacy for a while, and came over after they opened the door and sold the herbs. No, they also sold clothes and meat for you..." He picked up the things in his hand and handed them over as if offering treasures. To Song.

Seeing the meat and fabric in her daughter's hand, Song was stunned, but it was Mrs. Liu who pushed Song's arm, "My daughter bought it, take it..."

Then she turned to Bao Niang and said, "Bao'er, are all the herbs sold?"

"Well, I sold them all, and my father dug up those wild ginseng plants, and sold the handkerchiefs I embroidered to the embroidery workshop, and the little boy in the medicine shop said that he would take my herbs. Mother and I dig together..."

"Okay, you can figure it out..."

The vegetables in Father Liu’s basket didn’t sell much, and most of the remaining vegetables were wilted by the sun, without the freshness, and the passers-by didn’t have the desire to buy them, so they just kept drying them. The vicious circle has been going on.

The more no one buys vegetables, the worse it will be.

Bao Niang also knew that these vegetables could not be sold today.

"Mom, let's go back, I don't think the leftover vegetables can be sold..." Looking at the vegetables in the basket with some hesitation, Bao Niang looked at the dazzling sun again.

"Wait a little longer, someone will buy it, at worst, let's make it cheaper!" Mrs. Song didn't want these vegetables to be thrown away like this, it's a pity!

(End of this chapter)