Chapter 434: Money Can’t Buy Love
In the final analysis, we are too poor and there are too many things to consider.
If the family is better off and the burden is not so heavy, they would not stop their children from eating in the cafeteria just to save some money on meals.
However, this is the norm and the life of the general public.
Yi Chichi didn't know what to say, so he could only smile and send the person away.
In the evening, Wen Shi came home from work and cooked. Yi Chichi followed him around, praising him for being great and his cooking was delicious.
Wen Shi was so flattered by her praise that the hairs on his body almost exploded. The moment she stopped talking, he asked, "Wife, I haven't made any mistakes recently, right?!"
He looked very hesitant.
Yi Chichi was stunned by his nonsensical question, "I didn't make any mistakes."
"...You're making me nervous when you praise me like that!"
My goodness, how cruel must she be to make her own man feel nervous even when being praised.
Yi Chichi felt that she needed to defend herself.
“I’ve never praised you before?”
"I have."
Wen Shi immediately understood what she meant and explained, "But not the way you're praising me today. It makes me feel like I've made a mistake, or that you're going to do something and I can't stop you."
At this point, he whispered, "Your praise is just like the way your commander praised me, and then you turned around and hit me with a club."
As to how powerful the club was, he didn't say.
Yi Chichi didn't ask. It was just a work matter. There was a confidentiality agreement, so it would be useless for her to ask.
So, don't get hung up on the words.
"I won't hit you with a club. The reason I praise you is actually because of Sister Lei."
Wen Shi was stunned, "What does this have to do with Sister Lei?"
So, Yi Chichi briefly recounted what happened in the afternoon.
When Wen Shi learned what had happened, he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought something had happened. After all the fuss, it was just like this. He was really scared to death.
He felt like a huge stone had fallen off his chest and was in the mood to joke.
"No wonder you praised me, Mrs. Lei's cooking skills..."
He sighed and said, "It's true that it won't kill you, but it will make your life worse than death."
"So outrageous?"
“It’s just so outrageous.”
After tasting Mrs. Lei's fragrance, he still felt scared when he mentioned what happened after attending the warm dinner at Lei's house.
"On the day of the Wenju dinner, she single-handedly turned against everyone who was eating, including the teacher!"
Yi Chichi was stunned. "Food poisoning?"
"...The doctor checked and said it wasn't food poisoning."
Wiping his face, he sighed, "There's no way to describe the food Mrs. Lei cooks. It's just not right. The stir-fried vegetables taste like foot odor, the seafood tastes like stink bugs, and the fish isn't much better either. It tastes very strange."
Yi Chichi, “!!!”
This is really amazing.
"Let's cook."
She couldn't continue listening, otherwise her mind would automatically imagine those flavors, which would affect her appetite.
Wen Shi obeyed and turned around to continue working, his mouth never idle.
"What did you do at home today?"
"Embroidered Eight Horses."
“The one with lots of horses?”
"Um!"
"Or double-sided embroidery?"
"No, it's one-sided this time."
It's OK, much easier than double-sided embroidery.
However, it is not the case. Double-sided embroidery is difficult, and single-sided embroidery of the Eight Horses is equally difficult.
First of all, horses have different postures. If you want to embroider the spirit and style of each horse, the composition must be handled well.
Secondly, horses have a lot of hair, and the hair on each part needs to be treated with different acupuncture methods, otherwise the flow of the hair cannot be brought out.
It takes some effort to achieve an embroidery that makes the horsehair look like it is trembling in the wind.
Finally, the eight horses were each of different colors, ranging from dark to light, and the required colors reached hundreds.
When I saw her take out the embroidery thread in the evening, I felt as if my eyes went dark.
“So many colors?”
He thought that the thread hanging on the embroidery frame was all he had, and after all this time, there was still so much he hadn't taken out.
"That's not a lot. The most there are are several thousand."
"Young Master Duo?"
When he heard this, he was so shocked that his accent changed and his eyes widened.
Yi Chichi laughed, "You heard right, thousands of kinds."
It's simply unimaginable.
Wen Shi used his limited imagination to think of various colors, but found that he could not think of thousands of colors no matter how hard he tried. He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then said, "Wife, what are you embroidering? Why do you need so many colors?"
Yi Chichi smiled and said, "It hasn't reached that point yet."
But in her native world, she has several embroidery pieces in museums with so many colors.
One of the pictures, a sci-fi-style map of the universe, uses more than 2,700 colors.
It took three years to complete.
This work did not go into the museum, but was put on the auction house.
The auction price was over 10 million.
It was auctioned off by a mysterious wealthy businessman.
Now, “I want to embroider, but there are not so many colors for me.”
Wen Shi glanced at her sideways, "Why do I feel like you look very regretful?"
“It’s quite a pity.”
"Why?"
"valuable."
"Is it more valuable than the tiger, leopard, and giant panda and red panda embroidered before?"
“It’s not on the same level.”
She stretched out her hand and made a three sign, saying, "If there really is so much thread for me to embroider, selling it for less than this amount would be a loss."
Wen Shi stared at her hand for a long while, then hesitated and asked, "30,000?"
Three thousand is impossible. His wife's two previous double-sided embroideries cost more than that.
Yi Chichi nodded and was busy organizing the thread with his hands.
Wen Shi looked at her with a dull look in his eyes, "Who would spend so much money on an embroidery?"
Is it really that serious if you can’t eat or drink it?
Yi Chichi thought for a moment and said, "People have different pursuits and preferences. The artistic collection value of Suzhou embroidery is no less than that of antiques. Thirty thousand yuan is a lot for us, but for those who are rich and like Suzhou embroidery, it is priceless."
After hearing this, I thought about it for a moment and felt that it made sense.
"I don't understand how rich people think. I only know one thing: my wife is very capable."
This is such a great way to make money.
Seeing the thread being straightened in her hands, he became interested, "Wife, let me help you!"
"don't want."
Yi Chichi glanced at his hand with disdain, "It's too rough, and covered with calluses. Please don't scrape the thread off me."
Silk thread is as delicate as silk, and silk is easy to snag.
The thread is easy to frizz.
It would be a waste of time to ask him to help.
"Just watch."
The despised Wen Shi uttered an "oh", looked at his own hands, then at Yi Chizhi's hands, sighed and asked her, "Wife, can my hands be as good as yours?"
"Yes."
But, “Your hands won’t do.”
"Why?"
"Your profession."
The training volume is too large and too many parts of the hands need to be used, so it is inevitable that the skin will be broken, blisters will appear, and calluses will form.
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