MTL - Have You Written Your Will Today?-Chapter 437 Is this the bitterness she can bear!

  The girl glanced at the engravings placed not far away, she stood in one place, and slowly lifted the nearest red silk hijab.

   is the largest embroidery.

  It is taller than someone else.

   "This is a painting of Zen in the winter room. Qiao Song is white and snowy, the courtyard is tall and open, and the literati and servants are dressed in sharp clothes. There are more than a hundred kinds of thread colors."

  Embroidery and ancient paintings blend.

   "The colors of the stitches are intertwined with each other, the lake, stones, clouds and trees are nearby, and the bearded slaves are carrying wine in the distance. It is freehand and freehand, with delicate colors and splashes of ink and colors."

  Every time a part is embroidered, the embroiderer has to check it one by one with the embroidery stretcher, and then add color and light.

  Getting closer, you can see the characters in the embroidery. With the technique of colorful stitches, the eyes, nose, mouth, ears, forehead, wrinkles, eyebrows, temple hair, and even the tendons on the back of the hands are extremely clear.

  The scene was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

  The masters of the various embroidery workshops who brought embroidery on the stage in front of them did have their own beauty, but in comparison, the artistic effect of this pair of embroidery directly attacked the soul.

   Before Shen Hua explained each of the embroidery methods in detail. Someone called the price.

   "One thousand taels."

   "I pay 1,500 taels."

   "Why don't you have the nerve to call out such a small amount? Mrs. Shen, I will offer five thousand taels."

   Shen Hua smiled.

   "Set a price of four thousand taels."

   "The merchant who asked for 5,000 taels just now will come back and pay for the money."

  The girl glanced around. There are also many embroiderers from major embroidery workshops who came here this time. Most of them came here to gain insight and help future techniques.

  Throwing away labor, cost, and materials, you can’t lose money. It is estimated that the net profit is more than six hundred taels.

   These two sentences made everyone speechless.

  Shen Wei smiled slightly: "I'm not short of money."

   "I don't take any profit from this embroidery, and give it all to the embroiderer as a reward."

   Shopkeeper Xiao said at the right time: "Yifengtang, here are five thousand pairs."

  Good embroidery is naturally easy to sell.

  But when Yifengtang does business in Shengjing, rare things are always more expensive.

  Hearing this, shopkeepers of shops all over the world who were already ready to move: "Ling Enxuan, three hundred pairs."

   "Cixi Garden, five hundred copies."

   "Tong..."

  The room became noisy.

  Shen Wei then said: "Those who want to place orders in batches for "Painting Zen Pictures in the Winter Room" should speak to my family manager and register with her. The price will be discussed in detail later. The contract will be a proof."

  This has been the case since ancient times, and the price of bulk orders is always cheaper. It can be resold by the shopkeepers of various shops, which will only be more expensive.

  Shen Hua showed the embroidery one by one again. Without her introduction, the price was called below. Shen Hua was also happy and leisurely.

   Until the last pair, which is the smallest pair.

  She tore off the red silk.

   is a silk handkerchief.

  Since you sit far away, you won’t be able to see clearly. But which one of the embroidery in front of Shen Wei is ordinary? Merchants immediately began to bid farewell.

   "Okay, I can't grab it again, no problem, I want three hundred orders!"

   "...Laughing to death, this is promising, here are six hundred orders."

   Those who sat closer and saw clearly even took a deep breath.

   Shopkeeper Zhou's hands were shaking.

"this…"

  Xie Xun finally got up: "The pavilions and buildings are green with red flowers, and the eaves are full of beasts and figures. There is a continuous rain of plum blossoms, but the texture is light and thin."

  Plum blossoms all over the sky, or falling down the narrow path or falling on the shoulders in mid-air, the color of the petals gradually deepens. Even the beard and hair are distinct, and the details can be seen, not to mention the grandeur of the hall.

   Such a scene, but it shrinks and shrinks. It falls on a silk handkerchief.

   "The empress dowager loves plums, and I want this "Plum Blossom Picture of Water Palace"."

  Anyway, the money came from the palace, so he must blackmail Yang Yang.

   The surroundings fell into dead silence.

  Who dares to bid with him.

  Being able to use the same kind of silk handkerchief as the most distinguished person in the palace, this...

   "Director Sun, I will add a thousand copies!"

   "Sun Zhangshi, add two thousand copies."

  Shen Wei said: "This embroidery is not sold in batches."

  Wang Zhifu, who was about to make a set for his wife, was taken aback: "Why?"

  Shen Hua was angry: "Embroidery won't kill me."

  Her hands are about to cramp!

   Is this the hardship she can endure!

  With absolute patience, no needle can go wrong.

  Those embroiderers are already old. If they want to embroider this, I'm afraid it will be difficult. Shen Hua was even more reluctant to let them hurt their eyes.

  What's more, for the embroidery in front, the odd number sold is more than enough to get the leader.

  Forget it, good guy, you won't have to accept business for the next year or two.

  The only fortunate thing is that except for one large piece of embroidery, the rest are small pieces of embroidery.

  Shen Hua was about to step down, but she had a flash of inspiration halfway, but turned back.

  The girl is quite gentle.

   "For orders bought in bulk, the profits will be taken as a percentage of the profits given to the powerful embroiderers. This is my rule."

  Shen Hua's voice was clear and clear, digging people face to face: "There are not a few embroiderers who come here, and they want to make a fortune. The door of Chun's Embroidery Workshop is open to you at any time."

  The masters of the major embroidery workshops were completely blackened.

  The embroidered girls have bright eyes.

  Which master is as generous as Shen Wei! You know, their wages are high, but they are all fixed.

  ——

  Shen Wei said that her mouth was dry, and she drank tea to moisten her throat, and she didn't stay for long. The girl tidied up quickly and left with Xie Xun.

   Two people are walking down the street.

   "Did you embroider the Picture of Plum Blossoms in Water Palace?"

   "Brother, how do you know?"

  Xie Xun smiled to himself.

   "At that time, Auntie knew that you were in poor health, so she didn't let you spend too much time and energy. You were very obedient, and you always got up at night to embroider secretly behind her back."

   "I'm just afraid that A Niang will get angry if she finds out, and Yicui advises you not to. The candles in my house will always lose more than half. If you didn't take it, who else could it be?"

   Later, something happened to him, and Shen Wei didn't touch the needle and thread.

   It is only now picked up again.

   Also, the time is too short, she has no time to do anything else.

  Girl: "... No wonder! All the candles in your room are hidden behind, and I can't find one!"

   "If not, your eyes will be lost."

  Xie Xun still wanted to make a sound, but his eyes were fixed in one place, and the blood all over his body was cold and solidified, and he wanted to lift his feet, but he couldn't move any more.

  He watched without blinking, even if the moon in the mirror reflected in the water disappeared completely, he couldn't grasp it completely.

   Xie Xun's lips lost their color.

  Shen Hua sensed that something was wrong with him.

   was looking in the direction he was looking.

  Three feet away, the girl has her hair in a bun and a blue skirt, which makes her more gentle and soft like water. He was carrying a few bags of medicine.

  It's... bleak.

  In the distance, naughty children were playing firecrackers, throwing them on the ground, disturbing the passing horses. The horses lost control, neighing and roaring, and came on a rampage. The passers-by screamed again and again in fright, and spread their legs to avoid it.

   The place where Xiao Sesu was standing was safe, but he was bumped into by the crowd running towards him, staggered a little, and couldn't help leaning forward.

   Xie Xun's pupils shrank suddenly, how could he still take care of others, and walked towards her quickly. hold her left arm.

   "Is there something wrong?"

   Xiao Sesu was still in shock, subconsciously protecting his lower abdomen with his right hand.