Zhang Wenhui is the inheritor of China's graceful embroidery style.
The embroidery works of our ancestors were often sent to the imperial palace as tribute. During the heyday, the Zhang family had more than 500 embroiderers.
Later, as dynasties changed, Zhang family embroidery was no longer a tribute, but it was widely popular because of its elegant colors, perfect artistic conception, lifelike and gorgeous products.
Later, after the war, the Zhang family's embroidery business declined, and now there are only Zhang Wenhui and her mother two inheritors of the graceful embroidery style.
After reading the mission background introduction, Ye Jiaying sighed with regret.
She must complete this task perfectly and not let the entire embroidery school decline.
I swiped back and continued reading the task introduction.
The conditions were difficult before, and everyone's clothing was generally simple, but most people in Hai City still like to wear cheongsams, just not as ostentatious.
In order to make a living, Zhang Wenhui's mother secretly opened a shop and sold some low-key and simple cheongsams.
Although life is hard, there are still people who love beauty and people with money. With the support of these people, the business is very good and can support the family. He even took in several children from poor families and taught them embroidery.
Zhang Wenhui's mother was looking for a son-in-law. She still remembered when her family's business was booming when she was a child, and she wanted to continue the Zhang family's business.
After those difficult years, Zhang Wenhui's mother went from embroidering and making clothes for people at home to opening a small shop. Her customers were no longer referrals from acquaintances, and her business gradually became better and better.
Later, when Zhang Wenhui grew up, her outstanding embroidery talent helped her mother to run the business better and better.
Zhang's mother is old, and her eyesight has deteriorated because she always embroidered under dim lights when she was young.
She handed the store over to her daughter and took care of her grandchildren at home.
Just when the business was getting better and better and Zhang Wenhui was preparing to open a branch to expand the scale, several embroiderers who had learned embroidery together since childhood joined together and left.
After the founding of the New China, there was no longer a practice of signing indenture contracts as before, and those girls could be said to have been raised by Zhang Wenhui's mother.
They only signed an employment agreement and cannot be stopped if they want to leave.
But not only did they leave by themselves, they also took away their familiar guests.
The rent, decoration and fabric costs of the new store were all paid, but the people who arranged it went on strike, catching Zhang Wenhui off guard.
Zhang Wenhui's mother was knowledgeable. After hearing about it, she quickly decided to transfer the new store and keep the old store stable.
You can't miss both sides, the foundation must be solid.
In just half a month, the new store and the new fabrics were transferred. Although some money was lost, it was not all lost.
Those people took away some customers, but there were old customers who recognized Zhang Wenhui and her mother's craftsmanship, so the overall situation was still under control.
They didn't expect that group of people would be so cruel as to burn their warehouse in the middle of the night.
What they didn’t expect was that the weather was dry and windy, which fanned the flames and surrounded the entire store in an instant.
Zhang Wenhui was so tired from making clothes that day that she stayed in the store.
When the people around her rescued her, she had burns all over her body and the thick smoke had damaged her eyes and throat.
Not only was she unable to embroider, she died within two years.
The people who caused all these consequences were the group of people to whom Zhang Wenhui's mother taught embroidery since she was a child and raised her by damaging her eyesight by making clothes.
When she knew the truth, she was so angry that she vomited blood.
Zhang Wenhui passed away a few months later.
From then on, the graceful embroidery style was lost.
Only Zhang Wenhui's daughter knows a little bit.
Zhang Wenhui was only a teenager when she died and had not yet learned all the acupuncture techniques.
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