On the eighth day of June, as soon as they returned home, several women turned on the sage mode, just like scholars taking the imperial examination, taking advantage of the cool night and burning the midnight oil to study.
The theme Shen Wenjun drew was the moon, which happened to correspond to the poem "Mooring at Maple Bridge at Night". This time their embroidery was named "Outside Gusu City".
The theme that Qin Huaiyu drew was plum blossoms, and Song Che gave them the poem "Ode to Plum Blossoms" and the embroidery was titled "Proud Snow and Cold Plum Blossoms".
For a perfect embroidery, you must first draw the base painting, then adjust the colors, use various embroidery needles, and use various stitching techniques. It is complex and tedious, and there is no room for error.
One month is quite tight, and except for eating and sleeping, I can hardly move my chair.
In this life, it is rare for a person to have ambition, so work hard!
Song Che is not idle either. Although he can't help with embroidery, he is still good at being a "life assistant".
In the hot summer weather, in order to prevent them from getting too hot, they had enough iced juice.
He also specially hired a carpenter to build two "fans", and used donkeys to do hard work, like pushing a millstone, to drive the fan blades to rotate. Although the wind blowing was not strong, it could take away some of the heat.
While building the fan, he also asked carpenters to help assemble a "bicycle."
Originally, he brought a bicycle from Suzhou for the convenience of traveling. Unexpectedly, the bicycle and the carriage were bombed that night in Niubei Mountain.
Fortunately, the design of the bicycle was already imprinted in his mind, and the craftsmanship was not complicated. The carpenter made a replica of it in two days.
In the following days, Song Che would ride his bicycle every morning and go to various major vegetable markets, fighting wits and bargaining with the old women selling vegetables.
"Boss Song, look at the fat fish that just came out of the river this morning. It's still alive."
"Have one! Pick the biggest one!"
"Hey, Boss Song, the vine vegetables just picked from the field only cost three cents a pound. They are so fresh!"
"Aunt Wang, you are not kind. Rendong Market only sells it for two pennies. You want three pennies here. It's too expensive. Don't take it."
"Hey, hey, don't go, two pennies is two pennies, come on, come on!"
Being rich and being a fool are two different things. If you can buy the same thing for less money, why not buy it?
After buying vegetables in the market, Song Che also went to Lexishu Restaurant to buy half a catty of blue and white rice wine, which is an essential item every day.
I just rode my bike downstairs, and before I could walk in—
"Wow!"
There was a shattering sound overhead.
Then a person fell from the sky and fell at the gate. For a while, sawdust flew everywhere.
The person who fell down was wearing the clothes of a restaurant waiter. He landed on his back and suffered bleeding from his mouth and nose.
Someone jumped off the building?
Song Che couldn't help but look up and saw that the fence on the second floor had been broken open. Several richly dressed young men were leaning on the fence watching a show. One of them was Ye Tong, who was assassinated by Asang in Xiaoxiang Tower in the past.
Song Che frowned and was about to check on the boy's injury. At this moment, a dark-faced man with a mustache jumped from the second floor to the boy's side.
The black-faced man picked up the young boy who was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and cursed: "You stupid thing, how dare you spill tea on Mr. Ye, I'll chop off your hand!"
After cursing, he actually pulled out a short knife from his waist, picked up the boy's hand and wanted to chop it off.
Is this okay?
"Wait a moment!"
Song Che hurriedly called out to the black-faced man: "He was already half-dead from the fall, why not show mercy to him and spare him?"
The dark-faced man turned around and glared at Song Che, and asked coldly: "Do you want to be the one who stands out?"
Without Nvxia Lin by his side, Song Che really didn't dare to stand out. Even the passers-by who always liked to watch the fun hurriedly left with their heads lowered. Shopkeeper Le Sishu and the other guys hid behind the door, not daring to take a breath. .
A man with a black face will cut off his hand——
"Wait a minute."
Ye Tong, who was upstairs, suddenly said, "This time, let's forget it."
The black-faced man sheathed his sword and yelled at the shopkeeper and the waiters: "Young Master is showing mercy today, why don't you drag him away quickly!"
The shopkeeper then dared to go out and asked other clerks to carry the injured away for medical treatment.
Song Che often encountered dandies, and this was the first one as cruel as Ye Tong.
This person should not be contacted, and this place should not be stayed for a long time.
Song Che was planning to leave as soon as he was riding his bike.
"You, don't go."
Ye Tong and other dandy boys walked out of the restaurant.
Song Che pretended that he didn't hear anything, and accelerated his pedaling to leave. Unexpectedly, the black-faced man suddenly grabbed the car's faucet and said coldly:
"Are you deaf? Mr. Ye asked you not to leave."
Song Che frowned and pointed at himself: "Master, are you calling me?"
With a smile on his face, Ye Tong and the other dandies surrounded Song Che. Not that he was a person, but he was very interested in the bicycle under his crotch.
"What is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Ye Tong asked.
Song Che told him it was a bicycle.
"Ride around for a while and let me take a look." Ye Tong ordered.
Song Che took a ride on the street, which aroused the admiration of all the dandies.
"Hey, this 'Trojan' is really novel. It can run with just two kicks." Ye Tong's greedy eyes were self-evident.
Song Che said: "Since Mr. Ye is so interested in this bicycle, I will ask a carpenter to build a new one for you and deliver it to your house personally."
"No."
Ye Tong shook his head and said bluntly: "I want your car,"
He paused and then said in a commanding tone: "From now on, you are not allowed to build a bicycle. It can only be my unique thing."
What a unique one!
Song Che looked at Ye Tong with a smile on his face: "Everything is valuable, Mr. Ye, don't you think so?"
"You still want to ask the young master for money!"
The black-faced man grabbed Song Che by the collar and warned: "The whole Chengdu belongs to Young Master Ye. He wants you to be this wooden horse because he thinks highly of you. Do you understand?"
"Hey, Hong Taibao, don't say too much. I'm not the kind of person who takes things from others for free. If he wants money, just give him some." Ye Tong showed a nonchalant and generous attitude. .
The dark-faced man fiddled with his clothes a few times, finally took out a penny, put it into Song Che's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't be too little."
Song Che happily put the copper coins into his pocket and said, "Thank you very much." He got off the bicycle with the vegetables.
Ye Tong couldn't wait to ride up.
"Master Ye, just kick your feet like him, and we will support you from behind." Several followers rushed to help the bicycle.
Ye Tong held the dragon's head and rushed forward while the black-faced man and several bodyguards drove passers-by along the street:
"Get out of the way, if you crash Mr. Ye's car, I will kill you!"
The main road soon gave way, and passers-by were separated on both sides. Hundreds of eyes were staring at Ye Tong, all of them dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
Only Song Che smiled coldly. If he remembered correctly, there was a long downhill slope ahead, and this wooden bicycle had no brakes.
Will he fall to death?
Who knows.
