Chapter 81 Her Secret
The next morning, when the embroiderers came to work, they found another piece of paper on the blackboard.
During this period, everyone learned to read a little. There weren't many words on the paper, so everyone managed to understand it by guessing and some deduction.
Yang Xiaoya read it aloud: "Jiaoyun Embroidery Workshop is holding a clothing design competition. The winner of the design will be awarded one hundred taels of silver? Sister Jiaojiao, is this true?"
Zhou Mujiao nodded: "Of course it's true. When the embroidery workshop opened on the first day, I told you that I encouraged everyone to be innovative and set up an innovation award. This competition should have been held a long time ago, but I was too busy before and didn't have time to do it."
Now that I have some free time, it's time to hold this competition. The person whose proposal is adopted will receive a reward of one hundred taels of silver. Even if it's not adopted, they won't work for nothing; they'll receive half a month's wages as a reward for their hard work. Come on, those interested in participating, come and register with me. Those who don't register don't count.
The reward of one hundred taels was naturally very tempting, and everyone was excited and eager to try, but not a single person actually signed up.
The reason is simple: everyone feels they don't have the ability.
Zhou Mujiao raised an eyebrow: "What, nobody wants to participate? Is it because they don't want to, or because they're afraid, or because they're worried I won't pay the prize money?"
"No, no!" Yang Xiaoya hurriedly said, "We want to participate, but we don't know anything about it..."
"I'll participate! I'll participate!"
Eighteen came running in, shouting, "Sister Jiaojiao, I'm participating too! If I pass, will you give me a hundred taels of silver?"
"Anyone can participate, whether they are from the embroidery workshop or from outside. As long as their design is adopted, they will receive one hundred taels."
"I'll definitely design it well! I'll design the most beautiful clothes!"
Eighteen is young, so they are ignorant and fearless. But if we disregard their age, they can also be ignorant and fearless!
Yang Xiaoya raised her hand: "I'm signing up!"
The Luo sisters also raised their hands: "We're signing up too!"
Anyway, you get paid just for participating, so what's there to be afraid of?
Soon, everyone had signed up.
Zhou Mujiao looked pleased.
He clapped his hands and said, "The first Jiaoyun Embroidery Workshop Costume Design Competition is now officially starting. However, while the competition is a competition, everyone should not let it interfere with their regular work."
Another point I want to emphasize is that while you are free to use your imagination, you must not plagiarize or copy other people's work. If discovered, you will not only be disqualified but also dismissed from the competition.
The embroiderers nodded: "Understood, Sister Jiaojiao!"
Everyone went down to work, and Zhou Mujiao and Zhao Yunjing walked around once before going outside together.
"Did you notice anything?"
No, what about you?
Zhao Yunjing felt a little embarrassed. Many of these people were unmarried young women, and he couldn't very well stare at them. If they misunderstood, he would be in endless trouble. He had finally dealt with Young Master Chen temporarily, and he dared not let another one come along.
Zhou Mujiao laughed loudly.
The eighteen-year-old came running out and immediately climbed onto Zhou Mujiao, who quickly picked her up.
The little girl leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister, I have a secret to tell you."
Thinking that Shiba had discovered something they had overlooked, Zhou Mujiao quickly nodded: "Tell me, tell me, tell me."
"Big brother, come here too. I also have a secret to tell you. It's a secret between the three of us."
Zhao Yunjing picked up his younger sister, and the three heads of the two adults and the little one huddled together.
Eighteen whispered, "Sister, I had a dream last night. I dreamt that you and my older brother had three babies! One of them looks exactly like Eighteen! Eighteen is going to be an aunt!"
She had three babies...
Even Zhou Mujiao, whose skin was as thick as a city wall, blushed at this moment. Zhao Yunjing even grabbed Shiba and ran away, pretending to hit her: "If you keep talking nonsense, your big brother will hit you!"
"I'm not talking nonsense! Eighteen was just dreaming! Big Brother and Sister really did have three babies!" Eighteen shouted at Zhou Mujiao after saying that, "Sister Jiaojiao! Eighteen is going to design the most beautiful baby clothes!"
What was said in jest was taken seriously by Zhou Mujiao. Her eyes lit up immediately, and forgetting her shyness, she quickly chased after him, saying, "Zhao Yunjing, put her down! Eighteen, come here, come and let me kiss you!"
Children's clothing is the most profitable!
As long as the clothes are made exquisitely, beautifully, and of high quality, and the price is affordable, the demand for them is very high. After all, children grow taller every day, and the clothes they wear this year will definitely not fit next year.
Sister Liu used to sell clothing for men, women, and children of all ages, but there were relatively few customers buying ready-made children's clothes. Most customers would buy fabric to make their own. The traditional clothing of Daliang has not changed for decades, and there are only a few styles. Children's clothing has no style at all. If she were to open a children's clothing section in Jiaoyun Clothing Store, the number of customers would definitely increase.
Zhou Mujiao and Zhao Yunjing were both busy with their own things. On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, they were also preparing for the start of school in the spring. At first, on the eighteenth day, she could sit there properly and read comic books, but after a while, she couldn't sit still anymore. She always felt that the flowers and plants outside were calling to her.
Moreover, she hadn't danced with those butterflies in a long time and missed them terribly. She wondered how the butterflies were doing and whether they had been captured by someone else.
Eighteen played with butterflies, following them from the front of the house to the foot of the mountain. As the sun rose higher, she grew tired.
The little girl lay on the grass, closed her eyes, and a pink butterfly landed on her fingertip, tickling her.
Eighteen giggled, playfully scolded "stinky butterfly," and sat up. She took out a piece of paper and a pen from her bosom, her little face immediately becoming serious.
As if it were a telepath, the butterfly immediately flew away.
She was writing and drawing intently, completely unaware of the passage of time, and didn't notice that someone had been standing behind her for a long time.
The drawing on the paper was quickly finished, and just as Shiba was about to leave, someone suddenly spoke up behind him: "Shiba, what are you drawing here?"
"I'm going to draw the most beautiful and stylish clothes design to enter the fashion design competition! I want to win! I want to take home a hundred taels of silver as a prize! Wait, you're a bad guy, I'm not telling you at eighteen!"
Watching the eighteen figures disappear into the distance, Chen Xiuxiu was puzzled.
A fashion design competition, what is that?
Aunt Wang, who came with her, spoke up at this moment: "That Liuya always has some strange ideas. I don't know what this competition is, but didn't Shiba say that the winner will get a reward of one hundred taels of silver?"
She added sourly, "I don't know what's going on between Liu Ya and the Zhao family. Before they got together, they were all in dire straits, but now that they're family, their lives are getting better and better. I heard from others that Liu Ya's embroidery shop can earn several hundred taels of silver every month. If she can earn so much with so few people now, wouldn't she be able to earn several thousand taels a month when her embroidery shop grows bigger?!"
Earning several thousand taels a month?
Chen Xiuxiu felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"Xiuxiu, about that competition, why don't you ask Sanya and Erya tonight? It's a hundred taels of silver, I want to participate too!"
That evening, Chen Xiuxiu went to Deng Sanya's house to verify the fashion design competition.
Deng Sanya had anticipated her question, so she said, "The embroidery workshop does have such a competition. As long as your design is selected, you'll receive a reward of one hundred taels of silver. If your design sells the best, there will be an additional reward. Xiuxiu, you want to participate too? Sure, I've already gotten the registration forms for you!"
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