A flash of confidence flashed through Ping'er's eyes, "As long as you can give me a pattern, I can embroider it. In the past, in the Yang Mansion, I was the one who embroidered all the fine materials made by the old lady and the others."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Okay, if that's the case, then I really have a job here that's suitable for you."

"Really? What's the errand? Can you elaborate more?" Ping'er couldn't help but ask.

"If I remember correctly, I heard Madam and Master talk about the business you do, Miss Qing'er."

"They said that you opened a restaurant and sold mountain products, not a cloth shop or a clothing store..." she added.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Who said that only those who open clothing shops hire embroiderers? I open a restaurant, so I still need my own dedicated embroiderers!"

Tianxiang Restaurant is a very unique restaurant. The tablecloths, chair cushions, curtains, curtains, window screens, and various ornaments such as flowers and small animals in the private rooms of different levels all need to be embroidered by embroiderers.

Made to do.

Moreover, every once in a while, a batch of new ones must be replaced.

Therefore, the cost spent on hiring embroiderers in recent years has been a lot.

Yang Ruoqing was dissatisfied with the finished product made by an embroiderer with average skills. The labor of an embroiderer with better skills was very expensive.

Moreover, the embroiderers also have to take on other business, so oftentimes it is not possible to hire a suitable embroiderer if you have the money to do it. Many times you have to make an appointment and say good things to support the work, which is not very pleasant.

If Ping'er's craftsmanship is really good, then let Xiaohua, Xiaoduo, Xiaojie and the others follow Ping'er to learn this craft. The embroidery work in the six chain restaurants at home will be enough to keep them busy for a year, and they will not have to be laid off every day.

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"Sister Ping'er, you have a good rest first. When the sun gets a little weaker, we will hit the road."

"I'll tell you in detail about the embroidery work when we're on the road. There's no rush."

…

Hurrying slowly, Yang Ruoqing and her party finally returned to Changping Village on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year.

Ping'er and Huahua settled in the yard of Yang Ruoqing's house. Baby Luo and Dazhi now had another playmate, especially Baby Luo, who was very happy.

Huahua was still a little uncomfortable at first, crying and looking for her mother, but Baby Luo took her directly to the 'Children's Paradise' over there.

After all, they are children. Seeing the colorful amusement facilities in the children's paradise, the coconut tree-shaped merry-go-round, the slide, the seesaw, the swing frame strung with flower vines...

Huahua quickly got to play with Luo Baobao and Dazhi.

Ping'er couldn't take any time off, so she stayed up all night that night and finished the finished product based on the few drawings given by Yang Ruoqing.

When Yang Ruoqing got up the next day, she was shocked to see several vivid zodiac dolls sent by Ping'er.

"Oh my god, Sister Ping'er, your craftsmanship is really good!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at the dolls in her hands. Each of them looked like the ones she bought in a toy store in her previous life.

Ping'er's skills are not inferior to those of the self-proclaimed embroiderers she hired in the past.

"Ping'er, you are good at your craft. With this skill, you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. Come on, come on, let's talk about salary..." she said.

Ping'er said with some embarrassment: "Miss Qing'er, you brought me back. I just need to give me something to eat and drink, and a place to stay..."

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand: "That's not okay. You do things for me and I'll pay you. This is a fair deal."

"Besides, you not only have to feed yourself, but you also have to feed Huahua."

"Well, how much should I give you? Let's just follow the standard of a steward in a restaurant and give you three taels of silver a month."

"Except for the red envelopes given during the holidays, you currently live in this big courtyard of my house, and I have allocated three rooms to you."

"You and Huahua live in one room, one for embroidery work, and one for the kitchen."

"My little cousin is a mason. I'll just ask him to come over and help you build a small stove later." Yang Ruoqing said.

After hearing all these arrangements, Ping'er was simply flattered.

She stood up in a hurry and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Miss Qing'er, you have given us so many benefits, including food, drink and shelter."

"Three taels of silver a month is too much, I only need one tael!"

In the past, in the Yang Mansion, food and accommodation were included, and the monthly payment was only one tael.

And they are still big maids like them. As for the maids in the house who do rough work, it is common for them to earn six hundred or eight hundred yuan a month.

Hearing Ping'er's words, Yang Ruoqing waved her hand: "Just three taels, because your craftsmanship is worth the money."

"Do it well, and I will find two helpers for you when the time comes, and let them help you." She added.

Ping'er nodded repeatedly, her face full of gratitude.

"Miss Qing'er, I can't thank you enough for your great kindness..." She leaned over and was about to kneel down and kowtow to Yang Ruoqing, but Yang Ruoqing pulled her up.

"I still have something to tell you seriously." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Do as the Romans do. When you come to our place, you will no longer be called master, madam, slave."

"Don't kneel down and kowtow all the time. Those were the rules of the Yang family in the past."

"In our farmer's family, everyone is equal. There is no one who is noble or humble. As fellow villagers, everyone chats and jokes together. Just get used to it." She warned.

Hearing all this, Ping'er bit her lip gently and nodded vigorously.

"Well, slave..."

She smiled awkwardly and quickly changed her words: "Ping'er knows, I will do as the Romans do. I won't call you Miss Huahua anymore, just call me by your name, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Ruoqing smiled and blinked.

"Besides, you are half a year older than me. From now on, when I call you Sister Ping'er, you can just call me by my name. You don't have to call me by my first name. It sounds a bit awkward, hehe." She added.

Ping'er blushed a bit, but she still nodded happily.

"I understand, then Qing'er, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my house first," she said.

"Well, okay, you can go and do your work. Come over and have dinner together in the next two days. When the pot is set up, I will give you some rice and you can make a fire yourself." She said.

Ping'er nodded again, turned around and left happily.

…

After breakfast, when Yang Ruoqing and her two children came over to visit Sun, Sun was sorting the cowpeas picked in the morning under the old locust tree in the backyard.

Yang Huazhong was squatting aside, holding a large open bowl in his hand and drinking porridge.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in with her two children, Yang Huazhong showed a happy smile on his face.
Chapter completed!