I have a husband in a woman-centered

She still knew very little about the country where women were king.

Perhaps if we swap the men and women in the feudal dynasty that she is familiar with and move them to this era, we might be able to understand it.

Xiang Mingyue was still surprised that men like Fu Yixian and Yan Haochen could embroider. Fu Yixian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was observing the subtle expressions on Xiang Mingyue's face intentionally or unintentionally.

Huayu came from outside and brought food into the main room, calling everyone to eat.

Xiang Mingyue stood up and pushed Fu Yixian out of the room.

Huayu put down the food, saw a few packages on the table, and started to open them.

Seeing those pieces of cloth, he asked Xiang Mingyue in surprise: "Wife, are you buying clothes for me too?"

Xiang Mingyue: "Each of you will have one set of clothes. I will provide the cloth and you can decide who will make them."

She wouldn't do it anyway.

Flower Language: "I will do it, I will do it. I am best at making clothes. You can tell me if you have any requirements."

Fu Yixian said without hesitation: "My wife and I just drew a pattern in the room. You can go and take a look later to see if you can make a set of clothes for your cousin according to that pattern."

Hua Yu couldn't wait to go to the room to get the pattern drawing. While eating, she looked at the drawings drawn by Fu Yixian and Xiang Mingyue.

Xiang Mingyue took the pattern chart from his hand and said, "Let's eat first."

Hua Yu bit her chopsticks and said hesitantly, "It should be possible to make it, but there are some unreasonable parts. I will modify it later and show it to you."

Xiang Mingyue looked at him in surprise and asked, "You can also draw pattern pictures?"

Flower language: "I can!"

Huayu said this with full confidence.

"Then I'll leave this to you. I heard you all know how to embroider?"

The three men at the dinner table all looked at Xiang Mingyue, as if she had said something nonsense.

Thunder rumbled above Xiang Mingyue's head. These three people really know how to embroider.

What kind of magical way is this?

But think about it, in a country where women are respected, men can give birth to children, so what's unacceptable about men being able to embroider?

If she saw a man with bound feet one day, she would no longer be surprised.

Thinking of men with bound feet, Xiang Mingyue trembled. It was too scary.

She couldn't stand Hua Yu's pretentious look.

If she saw a man with bound feet, her eyes would be hurt every time.

Xiang Mingyue was lost in her own strange thoughts and no longer felt embarrassed about being in the same space with Yan Haochen and Fu Yixian.

After dinner, Huayu washed the dishes and came back to ask everyone if they wanted to wash up, as there was hot water.

Xiang Mingyue asked him to sit down and she said something.

After the three of them sat down, Xiang Mingyue took out the wages she had received today from her bosom, put them on the table, and said, "This is my wages for this month, a total of thirty-six and a half taels. I spent some of it on buying fabrics and food today. The rest, one tael for Huayu, one tael for Yixian, and one tael for me. This is pocket money for the next month. You can keep the rest!"

Xiang Mingyue said the last few words to Yan Haochen.

Yan Haochen was stunned. He looked at the silver money on the table, then looked at Xiang Mingyue, but he did not put it away. Instead, he asked, "How can there be so much? Didn't you say that there is only two and a half taels of monthly allowance?"

This is almost as much as he and Yixian have saved.

Xiang Mingyue: "I work at the clinic, not only to treat external injuries, but also to make ointments to sell. The shopkeeper thinks that the ointments I make are more effective than those of their clinic, so he sends them to other branches for sale. I get a tenth commission for every copy sold. In addition to the monthly salary, everything else is commission. The shopkeeper said that the commission will be higher in the future, so I can make more ointments when I have nothing to do, and my income will increase."