Qiu Bo looked at the small fish guarding the door in the rain early in the morning. He only felt that one was two big and one was big. The little fish was sent away with great difficulty yesterday. Why was another one sent today?
"Ahem, Xiaoyu, didn't your aunt say that she only needs to introduce Mu Tang to Xiande Manor?"
Xiaoyu stepped forward with an umbrella and smiled, holding Qiu Bo's arm affectionately, "Qiu Bo, this is Mrs. Fang, my good sister. You are a good person and will do your best to the end. Please give Sister Fang a chance."
Qiu Bo raised his eyebrows: It turns out that this young lady is the sweetheart of the little rice bucket. She looks about seventeen or eighteen years old and has an ordinary appearance. She is far less beautiful than that little rice bucket. However, her eyes are very energetic and have upward hips. Energetic.
It's just that this small figure is too thin.
"Mutang came here yesterday to try out his job. A grown man, he was so tired that he fainted. Can you, a delicate little lady, do it?"
Lin Sui'an clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Qiu, you don't know. Mu Tang has been weak since she was a child. She is a low-income earner. She relies on me to support the family."
Qiu Bo: "..."
I have to say, that little rice pail does have a face that is full of greed.
Lin Sui'an: "I can try working in the village for one day. If it works, you can keep me. If it doesn't work, I don't have to pay for that day. What do you think?"
Qiu Bo glanced at Xiaoyu. Xiao Yu grabbed Qiu Bo's arm and said coquettishly, "Whether this matter succeeds or not, I will give you and your aunt a month's supply of flower tea, okay?"
Qiu Bo teased: "You are so interested, are you attracted to the Persian boy from Fang's Medical Clinic?"
Xiaoyu blushed and hummed.
"Okay, let's try it out for a day." Qiu Bo patted Xiaoyu's head.
Xiaoyu cheered and skipped towards the corner of the street. Ita ran over cheering, and the two little kids jumped up and high-fived in the air, causing their umbrellas to fall off. Qiu Bo and Lin Sui'an both laughed.
"Ms. Fang, I'm going to say something ugly in front of you. If you can't pass the job trial, let alone Xiaoyu, it's useless for anyone to intercede." Qiu Bo said.
"Don't worry, Uncle Qiu. I have suffered a lot since I was a child, and I am very strong. One person can be equal to ten people." Lin Sui'an said.
Qiu Bo smiled politely and disagreed in his heart: This little lady and that little rice penny really are not the same family, and each one has a louder tone than the other. I probably won't be able to hold on for more than two hours before I start crying.
Mother Zhu looked at the young man holding a pastry gift box at the door and suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
"What did you say?"
Hua Yitang smiled like a flower, stuffed the pastry in her hand into Zhu Mu's arms, and said, "I'm not talented, I want to go to Simian Village to work and find a future."
Zhu's mother couldn't laugh or cry, wondering what on earth the young couple wanted to do? Yesterday, Miss Fang said a lot of things that she didn't have, and she insisted on coming to Simianzhuang, crying and shouting. It turned out that she couldn't do embroidery, weaving, drawing or cutting, and she ruined dozens of people in the village. A needle, several pieces of embroidered cloth, she spent a lot of effort to finally send this great god away. Why did she recruit this kid again?
"Didn't Mr. Fang Xiaolang go to Xiande Village to seek a future?" Mother Zhu asked, "Why did you come to my Simian Village again?"
Hua Yitang sighed heavily, "Aunt Zhu doesn't know something. I have been weak since I was a child and can't do heavy work. I can only rely on my face to eat soft food. The work in Xiande Village is too tiring and I can't do it at all. Alas, Last night when I went home, Dr. Fang heard that I failed to get into Xiande Village, and he scolded me again. Fortunately, my wife Fang told me that there is a way out for me in Simian Village. She also said that Aunt Zhu was kind-hearted and warm-hearted. He will definitely help me."
At this point, he smiled again, "I have met Master Zhu a few times. If Aunt Zhu is willing to do this for me, I will definitely go out of my way to persuade Master Zhu with eloquent words and ensure that he Get married within this year and have two babies in three years. Auntie, what do you think?"
This sentence hit Zhu Mu's weakness.
Zhu's mother's biggest worry was Zhu Dachang's marriage. Before, her son was far away in Nanpu County, beyond her reach, so she could only worry about it. Now that her son is back, Zhu's mother has arranged for more than 30 ladies to see each other. She never thought that Zhu Dachang was not a vegetarian. , the oil and salt are not available, and they are beaten to death and refuse to get married. After dragging and dragging, the Qiu family sent all Qiu Liuniang here - if it drags on any longer, it will definitely offend the Qiu family, and the Zhu family's status in Cheng County will become worse and worse. Hair is in danger.
Based on yesterday's contact, Zhu's mother felt that the young lady of the Fang family had an idea. Mu Xiaolangjun could win her favor at such a young age. He must have some skills in men and women. Perhaps, let him enlighten Zhu Dachang. , can have different effects.
Zhu Mu nodded, "Can you spin?"
Hua Yitang shook his head, "No."
"Can you weave?"
"Never dabbled."
"Can you cut cloth and embroider?"
"I haven't learned anything."
"..."
Zhu’s mother: Could this guy be here to entertain people?
Hua Yitang showed twelve big white teeth and said, "The little one is good at painting and can draw embroidery patterns."
Zhu's mother smiled politely and disapproved in her heart: With your glib words and virtues, you must be a gangster who grew up in the market. He probably doesn't even know a few words and can draw a ball!
Half an hour later.
Mother Zhu was dumbfounded as she looked at the embroidery patterns stacked up in front of her eyes, and rubbed her eyelids vigorously.
"These, these were all drawn by you?!"
Hua Yitang saluted Shiran, "My painting skills are crude, I wonder if it will catch the eyes of ladies?"
"Can, can, can!"
"That's great!"
The embroiderers and spinners in Simianzhuang will gather in a group and happily pass the embroidery samples to each other, and the discussion atmosphere will be very lively.
"Oh, look at this peony painting. It's just like the real thing. It's pink and tender. It's so pretty."
"Look at these plum blossoms. Red is red, black is black, and white is white. It will definitely be beautiful when embroidered."
"I think this orchid is good. The leaves are straight and the flowers are crisp. It's the first time I've seen such an energetic orchid."
"Look, there are also landscapes. We have never embroidered landscapes before. What stitching techniques should we use?"
Zhu's mother carefully took a few of them, and the more she looked at them, the more surprised she became. She was a rough person and didn't know how to draw, but she had been an embroiderer for ten years, so she still had some experience with the embroidery samples.
Embroidery patterns are different from ordinary paintings. Although some paintings look good, they cannot be embroidered. Some paintings look ordinary, but when they are embroidered, they will be masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. It is difficult for outsiders to know the skills in this. She has embroidered ten times. Years ago, I only learned a little bit.
Good embroidery patterns can be divided into three levels: "simple", "wonderful" and "lively".
The so-called "simple" means that the lines of the embroidery sketch must be concise and clear, and there must be no messy waste pens and empty pens. In particular, the smoothness of the brush strokes is very high, which cannot be achieved unless a painter is proficient in gongbi skills.
The second layer is called "miao", which is the "atmosphere" of the embroidery pattern. Most of them are embroidered accessories and ornaments, and what customers like most are the patterns that symbolize good luck and wealth. This kind of "joyful" temperament is difficult to control, and it takes many years of hard work to achieve one or two.
The highest level of "living" means that there must be "animity", flowers must bloom, grass must be tender, butterflies must fly, water must flow, and the writing must have "charm". If we talk about the skills of "simple" and "second" Hard work can lead to success, but the level of "survival" depends on talent.
It is not easy for ordinary embroidery painters to achieve the first level of "simple". Those who achieve the second level of "wonderful" can be among the senior embroidery painters. Those who can understand the "live" level, looking at the Tang Dynasty, It is also a phoenix-feather water chestnut. Although the embroidery pattern painted by Mu Tang does not reach the level of "liveness", the "simple" and "wonderful" skills have reached the pinnacle. As far as Zhu Mu knows, only the super large embroidery workshops in Yangdu and Yidu can provide it. Such a powerful embroidery painter.
"Did Mr. Mu Xiaolang do it in the Dashi Embroidery Workshop before?" Zhu's mother asked.
Hua Yitang: "I stayed in Yangdu for a few years before, and I learned a lot about it."
Zhu's mother was overjoyed, thinking that she had really found a treasure.
The embroidery girls at Simianzhuang were also overjoyed. They held up their embroidery samples and asked Hua Yitang for advice. Hua Yitang would not refuse anyone who came and patiently answered her questions. Whether it was changes in stitching or color thread matching, she could speak clearly and clearly. Quite everyone's style.
Mother Zhu observed it for a long time and was very satisfied. "Mr. Mu Xiaolang, from today on, you can work in Simian Village. Your daily salary is ten cents. How about that?"
Hua Yitang smiled brightly and said, "Thank you Aunt Zhu. I will definitely try my best to draw the best embroidery pattern!"
Qiu Bo stared blankly at the mountains of firewood piled up in the yard. He rubbed his eyelids vigorously, suspecting that he was dazzled.
Lin Sui'an stood under the eaves, carrying an ax, sweeping his bangs that were wet by the rain, and said with a smile, "The firewood in the woodshed has been chopped. Are you satisfied, Uncle Qiu?"
Qiu Bo: "Did you chop these all by yourself?"
Lin Sui'an nodded.
"Half an hour?"
"Two quarters of an hour to be exact." Lin Sui'an said, "After chopping the firewood, I saw that the water tank over there was empty, so I picked up a few more buckets of water."
Qiu Bo hurriedly ran into the kitchen, opened the lid of the vat and took a look. The ten large vats were actually filled with water, and his eyeballs almost fell out.
Normally, it would take at least three people to chop the firewood for three days, and it would take at least two hours for ten cylinders of water to be filled by five people. This, this little lady from the Fang family is too scary.
"Did you really do this alone?" Qiu Bo really couldn't believe it and asked again.
Lin Sui'an smiled, "I am born with great strength, so this little job is trivial."
Qiu Bo has lived for almost fifty years. It is not that he has never seen people with extraordinary talents, but people with such infinite strength are simply unheard of. After thinking about it, he still feels uneasy.
"Business in Xiande Village cannot be done by relying on brute force alone," Qiu Bo said, "Miss Fang, would you like to go with me to the martial arts training ground?"
Good guys, I've been busy all morning, and finally it's time for the highlight.
Lin Sui'an was overjoyed and kept a calm expression on his face, "It all depends on Qiu Bo's arrangement."
According to Hua Yitang's description, Xiande Village is a large house with six entrances. Qiu Bo led Lin Sui'an to enter from the side door. The scope of activities was only in the side yard where the woodshed, kitchen and warehouse are located, which is the edge area of Xiande Village. , if you want to find out the details of Xiande Village, you must find a way to go deep into the inner courtyard.
Coming out of the side courtyard is a Qingzhou-style corridor that surrounds the entire Zhuangzi. Turn left and right along the corridor, pass through two small corner doors, and enter a very spacious gravel field, which is almost the size of two basketball courts. , there are two courtyard gates at the front and back, surrounded by pedestrian suspended corridors. Apart from this, there are no buildings. It has been raining for a month, and the fine sand and gravel on the field have been washed and shined, as if they were covered with fine gems.
There were seven or eight layers of weapon racks on the east and west sides. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks were placed in categories, their blades shining coldly in the drizzle.
More than a dozen sturdy men were sitting on the corridor with their feet up, eating appetizers, drinking old shochu, and chatting animatedly. When they saw Qiu Bo, they all stood up and saluted, saying, "Hello, Qiu Bo."
Qiu Bo turned sideways and let Lin Sui'an stand behind him. "This is the wife of the Fang family. She wants to find a position in Xiande Village. I will bring her over to try her skills."
All the men looked at each other, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Uncle Qiu, you are really good at telling jokes. This little lady is not as thick as a willow tree. How can she do the work in our Xiande Village?"
"Little lady, you'd better go to Simian Village to embroider and weave. That's what girls should do."
"Uncle Qiu, even if we are short of manpower, we can't just make up for it. Yesterday you brought a small rice pail, and one person ate food for three people, but he couldn't do anything except eat. Today, it's even more ridiculous, you actually brought it A little girl, oh, look at these little arms and legs, they were broken when I sneezed."
When it came to yesterday's Xiaotong Mutang, Qiu Bo felt a little confused on his face. He coughed twice and said, "Yesterday, I was wrong. Today, this person -" He glanced at Lin Sui'an, thinking that he would never be the same today. Have you misunderstood again?
Hey hey, didn’t this little lady talk a lot just now? Why did you suddenly stop talking? Could it be that you were frightened when you saw these fierce men?
Of course Lin Sui'an was not intimidated, but was observing the men on the opposite side: Judging from their height, body shape and muscle distribution, they were all power players; looking at the soles of their shoes, they all showed more wear on the heels and less wear on the toes. What does that mean? Don't use your toes to move quickly, and your body agility is poor; when you laugh at her, your laughter is loud, but your breath is unstable, and your Dantian is empty——
It seems that what Jin Ruo said is right, the gangsters recruited by Xiande Village are all top-notch.
This is a bit troublesome. Lin Sui'an said that if she fights with her true strength, these dozen people are not enough for her to fill her teeth. The problem is that she just made a big fuss in Dragon God Temple. If her strength is exposed, Xian Dezhuang and Long Due to the relationship between Shen Guan, Xuan Ming Sanren will definitely discover her identity immediately, and all the previous cover-up work will be in vain.
Therefore, winning is not a problem. The key is to win without leaving any trace and not exposing your kung fu and body skills.
"I met this little lady yesterday. She is indeed very strong." Qiu Laoba walked out of the crowd and hugged Lin Sui'an, "Qiu Laoba has volunteered himself, please!"
With that said, he swung his mace and jumped into the martial arts training ground.
All the men cheered, and Qiu Bo made a "please" gesture to Lin Sui'an.
Lin Sui'an was beating her drum in her heart and walked slowly to the martial arts training ground. Qiu Laoba observed carefully and saw that Lin Sui'an had no intention of taking a weapon. He couldn't help but wonder, "Is Miss Fang planning to fight me with bare hands?"
"I haven't learned martial arts, so I don't know how to use it." Lin Sui'an laughed dryly.
When she came to Xian De Village, she didn't even dare to bring Qian Jing with her, let alone use a weapon. If she reflexively used the skills of Shi Jing Ji, her secret would still be revealed.
Qiu Laoba's face darkened, he swung the mace in his hand with a "buzz" sound, and rushed over to kill him.
"Laoba is mighty!"
"Don't embarrass our Zhuangzi!"
"Kill!"
All the men waved flags and shouted.
Lin Sui'an stared intently at Qiu Laoba's movements. With her dynamic vision, Qiu Laoba's speed was tragically slow. His movements of wielding the mace were wide open and closed, with no tricks at all. To put it nicely, Returning to one's original nature, to put it harshly, means that one's feet are unsteady, one's breath is spurting out randomly, and the whole body is full of flaws——
In a flash of thought, Qiu Laoba was already in front of him. The mace hit Lin Sui'an's Tianling Cap with a sound that broke through the air. Lin Sui'an calmly turned sideways and withdrew his shoulder, scraping the tip of his nose with the mace. In the past, Qiu Laoba's moves had become old, and his whole body was torn apart by the huge inertia of the mace. With a roar, the mace flew out of his hand. Lin Sui'an turned his palm downwards and rushed out with his elbow, hitting Qiu Laoba in the abdomen. Qiu Laoba was like a huge arrancar bag and flew backwards for more than ten steps with a bang. A big butt fell to the ground.
The whole martial arts training ground was filled with dead silence. Qiu Laoba was in so much pain that he couldn't cry out. All the men were so shocked that they made no sound. Qiu Bo even forgot to breathe.
In their eyes, they only saw Qiu Laoba rushing over. Then, the little lady disappeared and reappeared with two crackles in her hands. The mace and Qiu Laoba flew out at the same time. As for that I didn't see how the little lady's feet were tumbling or how her hands were beating.
Lin Sui'an stopped and stood up, sighing with great resentment.
In fact, she originally planned to fight Qiu Laoba first, and then wait for an opportunity to pretend to win by a narrow margin, but her strength did not allow it.
"Papa, papa pa" crisp applause suddenly sounded, and an old man with white hair and silver beard and an immortal spirit strolled along the corridor and clapped with a smile.
"What a handsome man."
Qiu Bo and the other men were immediately shocked. They all bowed and saluted, "I have seen the master of the house!"
"I am the owner of Xiande Manor. My surname is Qiu Mingwen. I wonder if Miss Fang would like to be rewarded with tea in the lower garden?" the old man said with a smile.
Wow, look at this appearance and temperament, could it be a new boss?
Lin Sui'an suddenly became energetic, smiled and clasped his fists, saying, "It's disrespectful.":,,
