As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 240 Are you willing to help me bring a group of embroidered girls
Chapter 240 Are you willing to help me bring a group of embroidered girls
Listening to her indignant scolding, Fang Ping'er felt warm in her heart. She raised her lips and wanted to smile, but when her lips moved, she shed tears again. She turned her head away to wipe her tears, her voice mixed with tears, "Don't be angry, Auntie, it's all over."
, I will never have anything to do with them again.”
He looked at the crystal tears in the corner of her eyes and said with emotion: "What a miserable child. Fortunately, after all the hardships, she finally got through it. From now on, aunt, I will be your relative. If you encounter something you can't solve, just come to me for help."
Don't be embarrassed."
Shen Qingqing interjected from the side: "My godmother Wen Neng can scold people to the point where their ancestors are flying all over the place, and Wu Neng can beat people to the ground looking for their heads. It is absolutely reliable to ask her for help."
"Look what you said about me? A tigress?" He Shi pretended to be angry and gave her a look.
Shen Qingqing immediately raised his hands in surrender, and the three people in the room laughed together.
After chatting and laughing, Shen Qingqing applied the medicine and bandaged the wound. Shen Qingqing found some clean clothes for Fang Ping'er to change into. She also packed up the unused pots and pans at home and took her siblings to find their new home.
After a few days of neglect, the old house that had been tidied up was covered with dust. Shen Qingqing placed the things he had brought in the corner and led the He family and several small children to clean the house. Meng Yuan and Fang Zhenshan were cutting bamboo.
Repair fences and furniture.
After a busy afternoon, the two old houses were given a new look. Touching the soft quilt on the bed, Fang Ping'er burst into tears again. She thought she would spend her whole life in the Zhang family's fire pit, but she didn't.
I thought I could still have this day.
She looked at her calloused palms and secretly vowed in her heart: She must use these hands to fight for a bright future for herself and her brother, and live up to her benefactor's help and her mother's expectations for her!
Shen Qingqing held her hand silently, "Let's have dinner at my house. After dinner, we will discuss embroidery and clothing making."
Dinner was prepared by Shen Qingqing, He Shi and Fang Ping'er. There were eight home-cooked dishes and a pot of fungus soup, including meat and vegetables, and the table was filled to the brim.
This was the first time for Fang Youcai to see such a scene, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. Two familiar dishes, San Bao and Si Bao, enthusiastically introduced each dish to him.
"This tofu is so delicious and spicy, you can slurp it in your mouth without chewing it!"
"This potato is so delicious, so fragrant and soft. I can eat two big bowls of it with the gravy!"
"The mushroom soup is also delicious. The mushrooms are slippery and taste like the panna cotta made by my mother. But if I drink too much, my stomach will be full of water and I will get hungry soon."
"..."
The two of them were talking to each other, causing Fang Youcai's saliva to drip from the corner of his mouth. Shen Qingqing rubbed the two little heads and said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat quickly after the introduction. I wiped the table for a long time.
not hungry?"
"Hungry, very, very hungry!" Meng Qiyu answered quickly, picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, and almost put it into the bowl. Meng Qixue's voice sounded in her ears: "Brother, what's your promise to me?
"
Meng Qiyu made a move, and his face fell instantly. He put the meat into his sister's bowl with a cry, and at the same time added very humbly: "Sister, please eat meat."
Shen Qingqing couldn't bear to look away and looked away, "Oh, what a pitiful snack foodie who can't eat meat."
After the meal, Shen Qingqing took out the sewing basket and the new patterns, and said to Fang Pinger: "Miss Fang, show your skills and let everyone see how powerful the embroidery genius is."
"Madam, don't make fun of me. I'm an embroidery genius. I'm just an ordinary person who can use embroidery needles."
Fang Ping'er blushed and replied, but her hands were unambiguous, threading the needle and threading, raising and lowering the needle. The embroidery needle seemed to be part of her palm, flying up and down with extraordinary flexibility.
Soon, a lifelike peony flower appeared on the embroidery, the change of color, the stacking of petals...everything was approaching perfection.
When the last stitch fell, Fang Ping'er cut off the needle and thread, handed the embroidery fabric to Shen Qingqing, and asked her carefully: "Madam, what do you think of this?"
Shen Qingqing's attitude was sincere: "It's very beautiful. If I borrowed my hands, I wouldn't be able to embroider it."
After a pause, she asked Fang Ping'er carefully, "Miss Fang, are you willing to help me lead a group of embroiderers? Their basic skills are very solid, but they may lack some skills."
Fang Ping'er agreed without hesitation: "Yes, just tell me what the madam wants me to do. I will do my best to do whatever I can."
"Okay, then let me get straight to the point. Our cooperation mainly includes two points. One is clothing embroidery. You are good at embroidery. You only need to embroider some complicated patterns, and you don't need to do the rest."
"The second is teaching. I have hired ten embroiderers today, and I may hire them again if necessary in the future. You are responsible for observing their strengths and weaknesses, teaching and assigning tasks according to their strengths."
"Similarly, I will provide you with two wages. The garment-making part will be paid according to the quantity and quality of the embroidery, and the teaching part will be paid monthly. It will be ten taels of silver per month and will be paid at the end of the month."
Fang Ping'er was shocked by the phrase "ten taels of silver". Normally, she could only sell a handkerchief for more than ten or twenty cents per embroidery, but now she can get ten taels of silver just by talking?
Can't even think about it!
Fang Ping'er quickly shook her head and said, "No way! I don't want the salary for the teaching part, I just want the embroidery money!"
Shen Qingqing interrupted her forcefully: "Miss Fang, your skills are much more valuable than the finished product. The ten taels of silver is just the starting wage, and it will double if you do well in the future."
"As I said before, if you feel sorry for yourself, just work hard, and if you get results, everyone will make a lot of money. This is called a win-win situation."
"A win-win situation..." Fang Ping'er murmured, and after a moment, she nodded solemnly, "I will try my best for a win-win situation."
Shen Qingqing looked at her firm expression, raised her lips and smiled, "Do you have any requirements? If not, I will write a contract and sign it."
Fang Ping'er's voice was calm: "I have no requirements, everything is up to you."
"Okay, let's get started."
Shen Qingqing spread out the white paper that she had prepared long ago, polished the pen and wrote while explaining to her that the basic content of the contract was similar to the agreement at the mutton restaurant, so she was very familiar with it.
After writing, both parties press their thumbprints, each leaving a copy, and it will be considered a success.
Shen Qingqing handed her the written contract and warned: "You stay at home for the next two days to recover from your injuries. After you recover, I will introduce you to other embroiderers."
Mr. He echoed from the side: "Yes, your health is the most important thing. If you need anything over there, just tell me. I run to town every day and bring it back for you on the way. But don't be reluctant to ask for anything. When you get there,
Even if we go home here, don’t wrong yourself.”
"Thank you, thank you... I understand." As she spoke, tears fell again. She wiped her tears and laughed at herself: "I don't know what's wrong with me today. I feel like crying all the time. It's so embarrassing."
He wiped her tears distressedly, "Good boy, don't cry anymore. Go back to bed early. After a good sleep, you will be fine. All the unhappy things in the past will turn into dreams and fly away." This chapter has been completed!