After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

After a few people moved and moved around for a while, the time came to the end of the hour.

Madam You came early.

After hearing that Chen Dongyue spent thirty taels to buy the yard next door, she actually quite agreed with Chen Dongyue's approach.

"That's okay." Madam You had just decorated the main room, and now she was walking around the embroidery room, "Qingshan Embroidery Workshop, since we want to run it, we have to run it well. There were too many things in this room before, and it was so big. The embroidery stand cannot be placed.

They have all been moved now, and then the big embroidery stand can be put up.

From now on, we will be able to take on more work. If the owner needs it, we can take on some large-scale custom-made embroidery. "

More importantly, she didn't say anything.

There were too many people coming and going in the Song family yard. Especially Li Xiucai and Da Dunzi, who come in and out at one moment, are really disturbing.

You have to concentrate on your embroidery and meditate. These two old men are always chasing each other inside and outside the house, and they really don't look like them.

At this moment, the two of them were driven next door, and even the world became pure.

Madam You is quite satisfied.

When Chen Dongyue saw that Madam You was satisfied, she became even more satisfied, "In that case, can we make... twenty pieces of embroidery today?"

"Twenty pieces?" Mrs. You's eyes widened, and then she raised her head and calculated, "A few of the better embroiderers, plus me... we can probably get twelve or three pieces. "

"It's okay," Chen Dongyue nodded desperately, "Anyway, you can do whatever you can. I owe the guest more than three hundred pieces. Madam You, please help me keep an eye on it. By the way, I almost forgot! !”

After Chen Dongyue finished speaking, he ran away.

Before Madam You could ask your employer what you had forgotten, the man suddenly appeared again.

She put two dozen gloves and a jar of beeswax oil in Mrs. You's hands, "You will distribute these gloves later, and this beeswax oil, all natural jasmine scent~~~ When you let the girls go, Apply a layer on each hand before leaving.

You can use these as you like, I'll take care of that. The main thing is your embroidery..."

"I know, I will definitely keep an eye on it." Madam You smiled knowingly at Chen Dongyue.

The two of them joked for a few words before Qiao Sanmei came with Shuihua, and not long after, the embroiderers came one after another.

Chen Dongyue said a few simple words, and Madam You led everyone to start working...

Today can be regarded as the official opening day of Qingshan Embroidery Workshop.

So for lunch, Chen Dongyue specially asked Li Xiucai to make two meat dishes and one soup, and a large pot full of white rice.

Originally, Song Hao Po wanted to risk her life and live and die with food and donkey meat.

But Chen Dongyue said that on the first day of opening, the food was too shabby, which was a bad sign.

I’m afraid I won’t be able to make any money in the future.

She just gave this advice, and Song Haopo immediately said that although food and meat are important, making money is still the most important thing.

Li Xiucai, the dishes that should be stir-fried must still be stir-fried.

Because of this, the embroiderers had a rare good meal.

You know, in their rural areas, where there is good food and drink, most of them have to look after men who do heavy physical work first, then children and the elderly, and finally, women can take their turn.

Therefore, most of the girls and aunts in Qingshan Xiufang, apart from being able to eat a piece of meat during the Chinese New Year, cannot even smell the smell of meat on weekdays.

Most of the money they earn back has to support their whole family.

Fortunately, Chen Dongyue stipulated that everyone could go back to rest during the lunch break, but they had to finish eating at the embroidery workshop before leaving.

Otherwise, don't eat it.

So these girls and aunts can now have a meal in the embroidery shop in an upright manner without caring about others...

Perhaps it was because Chen Dongyue was so motivated by the two meat dishes that when she got off work at night, Madam You actually took stock of twenty-six pieces of embroidery that were of relatively high quality.

Chen Dongyue was very happy and immediately decided to add another egg to each person at noon tomorrow! !

Song Yang, who was helping his mother stomp pickles in the yard, muttered in a low voice, "How could this happen? I've never heard of anyone's chickens laying eggs like crazy..."

"What are you talking about, Song Yang?" Chen Dongyue suddenly asked beside Song Yang.

Song Yang was caught off guard, staggered in fright, and then slipped out of the pickle jar. As a result, his foot even brought the pickle jar over...

A jar of pickles, plus a big jar, and that's it... dead.

Song Haopo, who heard the sound and came out, saw the mess in the place, picked up the big broom by the door, and chased Song Yang all over the yard...

While Song Yun was packing her things, she had to persuade her mother, "Forget it, mother, I still have cabbage anyway, it's just a pity that there is so much salt and this big vat."

Song Haopo, who originally felt that she couldn't catch him, suddenly became more energetic and chased her son all the way to the east courtyard next door.

During this period, he accidentally kicked the fist-sized Song Zhigang away twice.

The strong Song Zhigang….. After struggling for a while, he went to find his big brother Song Dezhu.

Chen Dongyue, who was watching the excitement, asked Jun Lan who was standing next to her, "When did your breasts become so energetic?!"

"Huh?" Jun Lan frowned and thought for a while, "It seems that in the past, when there was no one at home, my breasts were quite strong, but when you were around, she lost her energy.

Maybe I'm eating better now. When I'm strong, I still have a lot of food. The big vat of pickles just now was brought out by my mother. "

Chen Dongyue touched her chin and said, "The little old lady's acting skills are pretty good~"

"What is acting? Is that little old lady my breasts? Mom, are you praising my breasts? Mom, where are you going? Mom...wait for my mother!!"