Chapter 95 Weird Embroidery Thread
"What's all the fuss about?"
I don't know who called the police patrolling the street over. Seeing that the surrounding area started to become chaotic as Jiang Qian went crazy, the leading policeman roared: "A crowd is gathering to cause trouble. Do you want to go back to the Yamen and get slapped?" < br>
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
Only Jiang Qian was still shouting: "How impudent! I am from the Marquis Jiang'an Mansion!"
The silence around him made the voice of the crazy and unreasonable person even more sharp and harsh.
"Where did this crazy woman come from? She pretended to be a noble person. She doesn't want to live anymore, right?"
The leading policeman said nothing and waved his hand: "Come here, take her away and escort her back to the Yamen for a good interrogation to find out who sent this crazy woman to blatantly corrupt Jiang'an Hou Mansion on the street. Reputation.”
The young catcher behind him hesitated for a moment: "Boss, this..."
He lowered his voice and whispered in the person's ear: "Isn't that bad? What if she is really from Jiang'an Houfu, wouldn't we have offended someone?"
The young detective suggested softly: "How about asking her first if she has any tokens that can prove her identity?"
"What to ask?"
The leading detective glared angrily: "I won't be able to control you for a few days, right?"
"No, no..." The little catcher quickly waved his hand to deny.
Before he could explain, the leading policeman snorted and said, "There are no tigers in the mountains. If a monkey wants to be king, he won't even open his eyes. I'm not dead yet!"
"If you want to replace me, if you want to be the boss and give orders, you have to see if you are qualified."
The young detective blushed when he was told: "Boss, I didn't think about it..."
The leading policeman didn't give him any chance to defend himself, and angrily shouted: "Why don't you hurry up and arrest him?"
"Noisy and crazy, what does it look like!"
The little catcher didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he bowed his head and responded.
He lowered his face, made a gesture, and called the other two detectives, who stepped forward together and restrained Jiang Qian with her backhand.
Jiang Qian struggled violently and yelled with curses: "I am a branch of Jiang Anhou Mansion, you are so presumptuous, so presumptuous!"
The leading detective glared at the person: "Why don't you tell her to shut up?"
"Yes." The little catcher responded tremblingly, always feeling that the boss was a little strange today.
It's like eating firecrackers, they explode as soon as you touch them.
“I don’t have any eyesight!”
The leading detective scolded the person. Seeing that Jiang Qian was still struggling and whining while her mouth was blocked by the young detective with a smelly sweat towel, he simply stepped forward and knocked her unconscious with a knife.
"Take it away!"
He made a gesture and casually glanced at everyone's faces with sharp eyes like an eagle: "Isn't everyone dispersed?"
"You dare to block the official road in broad daylight, and you want to go to jail?"
After being scolded by him like this, everyone immediately dispersed.
But I was still a bit unwilling to give up. I would look back every three steps, pause every two steps, and look over from time to time, for fear of missing something exciting.
Many people did not leave even after they dispersed, or went to the nearby shop to pretend to choose things.
Or just hide at the corner of the street and look over here secretly.
The leading police officer had a gloomy face, his eyes swept over the people who were scattering like they were hiding their ears and stealing the bell, and he shouted angrily: "Thieves!"
As he said that, his eyes fell on Jiang Anning.
"You guys don't look at peace."
His eyes stayed on Jiang Anning's face for a moment longer, and he turned away without saying anything else.
Song Yao looked at the man's back as he strode away, feeling very confused.
"Who is this? Inexplicable!"
"Isn't it great to have a knife?"
"Why do you say we are restless!"
"Obviously it was the woman who suddenly bit me like a mad dog."
"Unreasonable!"
She couldn't help but want to catch up and argue with others, but was stopped by Wei Qiuyue and Jiang Anning.
"You can live in peace. The two words below the word "official" really mean that they will arrest you and put you in prison. You just wait and find no way to appeal. Do you really deserve the title of royal reward, and can you be the envoy with the gold medal to avoid death? ”
"If you really meet that powerful person, crushing you to death will be as easy as crushing an ant to death!"
"When the time comes, do you still expect the nobles in the palace to remember you and come forward to redress your grievances?"
Wei Qiuyue scolded Song Yao savagely: "I think you are unlucky, but that's enough!"
She glared at Song Yao with disgust.
It's just that the look in his eyes doesn't look like a life-and-death rival, but rather like...
An old friend who had sympathy for each other, but later had different ideas and turned against each other?
Jiang Anning was slightly suspicious.
I always feel that the relationship between Sister Song and Boss Wei is weird.
Before she had time to think about it, the two of them had already had a fight.
Old Liu Tou persuaded with a bitter look: "Hey, two aunts! Please, stop fighting, stop fighting, the small shop really can't stand your tossing."
Song Yao and Wei Qiuyue exchanged curses, and neither one liked the other.
"Today, the shop did not provide good hospitality. These lake silks...ah, embroidery threads, just embroidery threads, ordinary embroidery threads, were all given to a few guests as an apology, okay?"
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Old Liu Tou took out several embroidery threads with darker and weirder colors and piled them in front of the three of them.
Wei Qiuyue glanced at it and sneered in disgust: "Who cares!"
She turned her head and strode away without even looking at him.
Song Yao also felt that the color was a bit ugly.
Not the colors you would normally use at all.
"What can you embroider?"
Not to mention those lifeless colors.
There are also more common colors like bright red and turmeric.
Just that red color... always gave her a very uncomfortable feeling.
It doesn't look like a serious red.
It seemed like it was stained with blood.
Looking at the dark red next to it, I felt even more weird and uncomfortable.
The color looked like the blood had dried on it.
"Forget it, peace, let's not ask for it."
It's not Lake silk, the color is abnormal, no matter how good the raw silk base is, it's useless.
Jiang Anning is very interested in these colors.
She said politely: "Thank you, boss."
He collected the embroidery thread generously.
"Peace?"
Song Yao didn't understand: "It's useless to use such a strange color. Why do you bother to accept others' feelings?"
When she said this, she didn't carry Lao Liu's head behind her back.
"If you don't want to be grateful, if you want to be grateful, then I should be grateful to the two ladies."
Old Liu Tou waved his hands and explained: "To be honest, I was deceived by those people who claimed to be from the Husi family."
He sighed: "Looking at these embroidery threads at first, the colors are quite bright. Although they are a bit strange, if they are matched properly, they are not inappropriate."
"Who knew it wouldn't take long for the color to change!"
"Not only is it getting deeper and deeper, it's also getting weirder and weirder, it's like..."
Old Liu slapped his mouth and swallowed the words that came to his lips.
"Don't say anything unlucky, don't say anything unlucky."
He rubbed his hands obviously more cautiously, fearing that the two of them would get angry and blame him for this.
"It's also my selfishness. I thought that if the two guests are interested in this lake silk, they might as well take it back and play with it."
Old Liu scratched his head naively, with a bit of silly sincerity: "It's actually the reason why I can't sell it."
Song Yao glared at the person: "You knew it was bad, but you still gave it to us?"
"Do you think I'm a beggar and can do anything?"
Lao Liutou hurriedly waved his hands and said no: "I definitely didn't mean that!"
"Otherwise, when the next two guests come, no matter what they want to buy, I will give them a 20% discount... No, no, 30% off, 30% off, how about that?"
Song Yao took advantage of him and was about to refuse when he heard Jiang Anning say: "Then thank you boss for your kindness."
She smiled: "That's right, I quite like these colors."
"Peace!"
Song Yao was shocked.
What happened to this girl? Did she get raped?
"Sister Song, I really like these colors of embroidery thread."
Jiang Anning's tone was extremely sincere.
Song Yao couldn't help but reached out and touched the person's head.
I don’t have a fever, so why are I talking nonsense?
The gloomy color looks like something buried with the dead. How can it be so beautiful and worth liking?
"Sister Song..."
Jiang Anning blinked her innocent eyes and called in a longer voice.
It's like being coquettish.
Song Yao:......
How could she bear this? "That's all, since you like it, then I'll do it."
She estimated the price of these embroidery threads, and took out a banknote of ten taels in denomination from her sleeve pocket.
"I want all your embroidery thread!"
"Send it to Chaohuang Embroidery Shop later."
"The remaining money will be used to compensate you for your losses."
She had just argued with Wei Qiuyue and accidentally knocked down many things.
Although it may not necessarily be a valuable thing, if you damage other people's things, you should compensate them properly regardless of whether they are valuable or not.
This is her code.
"We won't take advantage of you, just make an apology or something."
Song Yao: "You are also a natural disaster."
If you meet a madman, whoever you let go will be scolded and cursed.
Old Liu Tou refused to accept it. In the end, he really couldn't handle Song Yao, so he reluctantly accepted it. He also promised to give away some of the raw silk he had hoarded in the store.
Song Yao didn’t want it.
Old Liu Tou insisted, and the two had a good fight, which finally ended with Song Yao agreeing.
"This old Liu Tou is really stubborn."
After leaving the embroidery thread shop, Song Yao couldn't help but complain a few times.
"I don't know how to dye or weave silk, so what's the use of giving me raw silk?"
Jiang Anning smiled: "Keep it, you will always need it."
Song Yao glared: "Whose side are you on?"
"Why don't you talk to me at all!"
Jiang Anning quickly expressed her loyalty verbally: "Of course I am from your side, Sister Song!"
"Sister, there is no need to worry. We have hired a new embroiderer in the back shop. There are still many places where we need to practice. Are you still afraid that these things will be nowhere to be used?"
“Maybe there won’t be enough by then!”
Song Yao snorted: "Just use your words to make me happy."
There was a hint of sadness between her brows.
The business of the embroidery workshop seems to be flourishing with flowers, but in fact it is burning with fire, and the sales are getting worse and worse.
"I don't know, if I follow Wei Qiuyue's example and engage in innovation, will my embroidery shop business be able to go further..."
Jiang'an County's purchasing power is still limited.
There are only a few people coming and going, and they are basically regular customers.
Jiang Anning: "What should I do to learn from Wei Qiuyue?"
"We at Chaohuang Embroidery Shop should do something different from everyone else."
Song Yao said "Hey yo eh yo" twice and poked the person's head: "Look what you can do!"
Then, she thought of something again, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "An Ning, my good An Ning, good sister, do you have any ideas?"
She pretended to be angry: "You can't hide this from your sister!"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat well even if I beg for food today, and I won't be able to sleep."
Song Yao pretended to cry a few times, making Jiang Anning laugh.
I still received several sad stares from people before I managed to stop.
She nodded honestly: "I don't have a clue yet. I just have a vague idea in my mind. I'm not sure whether it can be done. I'll tell my sister again when the results are achieved."
Seeing that Song Yao wanted to ask again, Jiang Anning spoke first: "I'm still in a mess myself."
When Song Yao heard what others said, no matter how great his curiosity was, he had to suppress it.
"That's it."
She quickly laughed again, looking completely trusting: "Then I'll be waiting for you to bring me good news."
"Okay!"
Jiang Anning didn't refuse this time and agreed generously.
Her attitude gave Song Yao great confidence.
"To be honest, I don't know who reported it to the police and called the police to come over."
Song Yao recalled the chaotic situation just now, still feeling frightened: "Although the police officers were a bit indiscriminate, they did come in time. Otherwise, we might not know how to deal with the crazy woman."
Jiang Anning smiled and said nothing.
Who knows.
Maybe it was another man with a different face who was secretly stirring up trouble.
"Wuda Niangya, open the door. Let's go and see if there is any little maid that we like."
Song Yao was not very good at hiding his worries. After a moment, he put the matter behind him. When he saw Yaxing opening the door, he hurriedly pulled Jiang Anning and walked over a few steps quickly.
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Panting, Jiao Niang ran to the house where Wang Shang usually stayed, but no one was there.
"Where are the people?"
She hurried to the boat again.
The boat was very quiet at the moment, and everyone was busy catching up on their sleep.
The urgent knocking on the door made many people dissatisfied.
But the girl's eyes were really scary.
The person who originally opened the window and wanted to yell a few curses to vent his anger, but as soon as his eyes met and the words that came to his mouth, he swallowed them all quietly.
"Who?"
The late wife yawned and came to open the door reluctantly.
“It’s still early and closed!”
She thought it was some blind person who went to the fireworks place in broad daylight to disturb people's dreams.
"It's me."
Jiao Niang’s voice was gloomy and cold to the bone, which shocked Wan Niang to the point where she was sober.
She opened the door and looked at the person with a frown, slightly unhappy: "Why are you here at this hour?"
"Where is Master Shang?"
Jiao Niang didn't answer her words, she pushed people away and went to the kitchen.
"Eh?"
The late wife almost staggered as she was pushed, and stared: "Master Shang didn't come to work today!"
Besides, didn’t you give Master Shang away yesterday?
"What's wrong? He stole your money and ran away? You look so gloomy, as if someone owes you eight hundred dollars..."
Jiao Niang glanced at her with a stern look, which frightened Wan Niang into silence.
"You, what are you looking at me with that look?"
The late wife almost lost her breath. When she came back to her senses, she patted her heart and was very dissatisfied: "I didn't offend you!"
Jiao Niang grinded her teeth and cracked her finger bones.
She took a deep breath and endured it again and again: "If Master Shang comes, let him come to see me!"
With that said, he strode out.
The late wife was stunned for a moment: "Huh? You left, where should I ask him to meet you?"
"He knows!"
The girl didn't say anything without looking back.
But unfortunately, she searched all the places where Wang Shang might go, but there was no one there.
This man seemed to have disappeared from the world.
"Damn it, where did you go?"
She also wanted to expand the scope of her search, but if Wang Shang, the man with a thousand faces, had a face they had never seen before, they might not be able to recognize it even if he stood in front of them.
"Damn it!"
Jiao Niang was so angry that she didn't know what tricks Wang Shang wanted to play.
Fortunately, he asked them to spread the news and attract that crazy woman Jiang Qian.
Before the partial birth plan could be implemented, Jiang Qian ran into Jiang Anning...
She didn't know how to deal with it, but she couldn't find anyone.
"There has never been any precedent for this person disappearing without saying a word before?"
Could it be that he messed with her on purpose?
Luring Jiang Qian here was not a trap dug for Jiang Anning, but for her?
But that’s not the case...
These people, since they failed to inform and were rejected by their master, they have become like useless chess players.
Even if Wang Shang really kills them, the Lord will not care at all, will not care, and will not hold him accountable.
If you really want to kill them, why go around in such a big circle to dig a hole for her.
That night in the alley, it would have been easier to just snap her neck...
Jiao Niang thought about it to herself, and then rejected those random thoughts.
She had a terrible headache.
Suddenly I thought of something, and hurried back to the small courtyard I went to first.
Climb over the wall and open the cellar.
Jiao Niang looked at the empty cellar and her eyes widened.
Zhao Hai is gone!