One day, the queen mother-in-law came to the Song family to deliver food. She accidentally saw Xiaoyu's latest embroidery and praised it highly for a while.
Song Yuehua really didn't understand this, because from the very beginning, she could only look up to Xiaoyu's embroidery skills.
In Song Yuehua's view, all of these intricate patterns are exquisitely crafted.
After Granny Wang left, Song Yuehua went to look for Madam Nie on purpose.
Madam Nie was boiling pears. After hearing about Song Yuehua's purpose, she poured her a glass of pear juice and said, "It's not that difficult to get into Qingyun Embroidery Workshop. But if you don't sign the contract, you can't be used by him, so naturally he won't be happy to accept you."
In any case, Song Yuehua would never let Xiaoyu sign any five-year employment document.
The last rule that requires not signing a deed but paying more money seems reasonable, but it is actually a way out for the rich and powerful.
People like them, even if you have enough money or your children are gifted, they will not be willing to waste their time on you.
Either you sign a contract and become a slave, or you work on your own behind closed doors.
Song Yuehua sighed and said, "If that's the case, then I'll let Xiaoyu study with you for a few more years. It's not much worse than Qingyun Embroidery Workshop, it just lacks a name."
"That's not what I meant..." Madam Nie turned her face away, covered her mouth and coughed heavily for a long time.
Seeing that she was coughing severely, Song Yuehua hurried over and patted her on the back.
"Mrs. Nie, let me get a doctor to check you out." Song Yuehua said worriedly.
Madam Nie shook her head and drank a sip of pear juice before saying, "It's an old illness. I'll just boil two doses of medicine and drink it."
Getting back to the point, Madam Nie continued, "If Xiaoyu can enter Qingyun Embroidery Workshop, she will definitely be very lucky. This is something that I cannot help her with alone."
If it was for the reputation of Qingyun Embroidery Workshop, Song Yuehua really felt that it was unnecessary.
It was not until Madam Nie explained that each embroiderer had different strengths, and only by coming here could Xiaoyu try various needlework methods, understand various embroidery techniques, and achieve the best growth for herself.
Song Yuehua sighed softly and nodded.
Madam Nie smiled and said, "Some people can enter Qingyun Embroidery Workshop without signing a contract, but they have to spend money to get in. In Xiaoyu's case, all she needs is a word from Lord Yan. Miss Song, why should she worry?"
Song Yuehua smiled awkwardly. The main reason was that she didn't know the Second Young Master Yan.
Yan Fengjian had helped her once before, and when the two of them came back this time, Damao also mentioned that Yan Fengjian and his second brother had always been at odds.
If I had known this would happen, I probably wouldn't have asked him for help in the first place.
Then Song Yuehua doesn’t have many choices. She might as well try to throw money into it. What does it mean to throw money into it?
After Song Yuehua returned, she counted the silver, a total of 258 taels, which was too little. Now all she could think about was how to make money.
It's not good to be too eager for success. If you want a high return in a short time, you can either risk your life and go back into the mountains, or go hunting...
If I had a little more skills, I wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation.
"well……"
Song Yuehua sighed heavily. It was a new year and new anxiety.
There has not been much work in Dongshan recently, so Song Yuehua went to the county town the next day. Her main purpose was to ask Hou Wu about the housing prices in the county and see if there was any room for making money here based on her rich experience in her previous life.
Hou Wu only heard one sentence and his face was about to break into a smile.
Song Yuehua immediately added, "I'm just asking around. I don't have this need right now."
Hou Wu still smiled, "Miss Song, we are old acquaintances. If we don't do business, we can just chat."
After saying that, he quickly stood up and brought a pot of tea to Song Yuehua.
The cheapest houses in the county are the adobe houses closest to the city wall, where basically one family lives in one room.
A house costs about 30 taels to buy, and the rent is more than 200 wen a month, and it takes about 10 years to get your money back.
There are still some families with ordinary financial conditions in the county, and most of them live together in a courtyard house in pursuit of respectability.
The simplest courtyard house costs at least 200 taels, while a more sophisticated one would cost 300 taels or more. The price also varies greatly depending on the location.
Originally, Song Yuehua wanted to do some rental business, but after careful calculation, she found that it would take more than ten years, or even more than twenty years, to make a profit from a courtyard, so she instantly gave up the idea.
When I have money in the future, I will buy a courtyard house, collect rent for my retirement, play with cats and dogs every day, and just think about it.
Song Yuehua shook her head and came to her senses. It was not appropriate to do this right now.
After leaving the dental clinic, Song Yuehua thought about going to the blacksmith shop.
The money for the iron hairpin had not been paid yet, and it would be bad to let it pass by in such a vague manner. In the blacksmith shop, Erguotou was the only one dozing off.
"Where is blacksmith Zhao?" Song Yuehua asked.
Erguotou pointed inside and said, "He hasn't come out for two days."
"Would you like to go in and take a look?"
Erguotou said, "I've eaten the food that was sent in. Anyway, he's still alive, and he's thinking about new things. It would be bad if I called him out."
What's the point of doing business like this? Blacksmith Zhao is becoming more and more stupid.
Song Yuehua looked at Erguotou fiddling with his abacus and asked, "If you don't do business, why open the door?"
"Of course he has to do business, otherwise how can he pay me?" Erguotou said helplessly, "He will still do business if there is business, but I think he intends to leave everything to me."
"Letting you learn blacksmithing? That's a good thing for you," Song Yuehua said, "Call the person out. The money for the hairpin has not been settled yet. Calculate how much it is and I'll pay for it."
Erguotou smacked his lips and said, "How can anyone rush to give money to others? Forget it, I'll go ask for you."
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