Shu embroidery

Chapter 203 Birthday

Let the guests have no worries about food and clothing, and devote themselves to embroidery.

Mr. Qunfang directly gave up the embroidery room, and let these young girls gather together to study their skills.

The life in Qunfang Garden is boring, and there is no change on time every day. The embroiderers who come to visit, except Master Zhang who is not in good health, can arrange their own time, and everyone else must follow the rules set by Mr. Qunfang.

Zhou Xu was the same as usual. On the second day, the person disappeared at dawn, but it seemed to be a little different from usual. After all, he left before, and now he left, and he would send a message to Shen Chuqing.

The two decided to keep their relationship a secret for the time being, and to confess to Mr. Qunfang after Shen Chuqing successfully passed the second-stage assessment.

In the embroidery room, the dancing of needles and threads is occasionally accompanied by laughter. Young embroiderers can get together to discuss a change in stitching method happily.

The silkworms raised before have all cocooned, and Mr. Qunfang showed off his ingenious textile technology in front of these young people, allowing these young people who deal with silk threads every day to see the silk thread making process for the first time.

In front of the loom, Mr. Qunfang assigned Shen Chuqing a new task, asking her to raise a silkworm by herself next year, complete cocoon spinning, weaving and batik. Every production process must be mastered. Only by understanding the silk production process can we use silk embroidery to produce better works.

Shen Chuqing and the others even experienced the weaving process on the spot. The steps seemed simple on the surface, but they couldn't control them at all.

Seeing that Mr. Qunfang was easily controlling tens of thousands of silk threads, he became rebellious and disobedient in his own hands.

Fortunately, my husband was in a good mood, and he didn't blame them for wasting materials due to improper operation. He still patiently taught the few simplest steps repeatedly.

Everyone spent that day in the weaving room. They thought weaving was already very difficult, but the batik the next day made these embroiderers who have always claimed to be ingenious and ingenious doubted their lives again.

I have experienced hundreds of colors of base material threads in my hands, and it is the first time I have truly witnessed the dyeing process and participated in the operation.

But after most of the day, except for Shen Chuqing and Yang Qi, who had relatively quiet personalities, the dyed fabrics could barely pass the test, and Sangzi, whose face was covered in paint, could only be described as a waste of materials.

Mr. Qunfang said on the spot that such group activities must be canceled in the future. After all, the fabrics woven by raising silkworms by himself must not be wasted like this.

He couldn't help feeling a little fortunate that among these noisy young people, the quietest one happened to be his disciple.

At this moment, almost everyone had forgotten that Mr. Qunfang used to be the person who disliked making noise the least, but now the excitement in the garden gave her face an imperceptible glow.

Even Aunt Chen had a lot of smiles on her face, and Master Zhang said with great emotion that he had never taken in so many disciples before so noisy like these few.

It is unknown where the rumors came from that Mr. Qunfang was not easy to get along with.

In the embroidery room, the time of flying needles and threading always passed very quickly. As embroiderers of miscellaneous stitches, Yang Qi and Sang Zi learned a lot, but the content was very rich.

Getting along with them, Shen Chuqing turned herself into a sponge all the time, constantly absorbing the knowledge from these two well-informed and skilled companions.

Everyone learns from each other and competes with each other, and everyone is making progress.

When it was Mr. Qunfang's birthday, even though it was not the whole life, those friends who had made good friends with Mr. came to Qunfang Garden early to celebrate her birthday.

Some people who lived farther away arrived one day earlier, and the twenty or so rooms in Qunfang Garden were already fully occupied. Those who came later could only be arranged in the hotel in the town.

The ones who came the most were Master Zhang's disciples, but no matter who came, they would be pulled into the embroidery room to teach them one or two unique skills.

Mr. Qunfang and Master Zhang turned a blind eye and let the juniors mess around.

Ziyu, who was originally quite popular, had already been exhausted by these young people some time ago, so this time, Zixing became the one who was so quarreled that he couldn't settle down.

Zixing has a cold personality. Although he is willing to teach you everything, he is a little impatient. He only talks about many problems once. If you don't listen carefully or don't understand, Zixing will never repeat it.

So when it was Zixing's turn to teach everyone skills, the young girls learned the most seriously. Even Sangzi, who always liked to make jokes, became well-behaved and listened carefully.

It was her husband's birthday and she had a day off in the garden. When Shen Chuqing and the young people were having a headache preparing a gift for her husband, Feng Li came, and Jiang Yan came with her.

Although I haven't seen her for just over a week, the injuries on Feng Li's face have already healed, and the surgery that should be done has been done, but the braces are still in the mouth, and the whole face still looks a little bloated.

But it didn't affect her optimism in the slightest. After all, she brought a famous doctor from the Stomatology Department of the Second Hospital with her on this trip.

Because she came to help Mr. Qunfang celebrate his birthday, she prepared a gift that surprised everyone.

Equity certification of Qunfangyuan Hanfu Design Company.

As long as the husband signs this certification, Mr. Qunfang will hold 20.00% of the shares in the Hanfu Garden that Feng Li will open in the future.

"You little girl, you are quite calculating. You want to take away the title of my Qunfang Garden for 20.00% of the shares. Do you think I am stupid or stupid?" Mr. Qunfang looked at the shrewd Feng Li, and couldn't help it. He kept smiling.

I don't know when, Mr. Qunfang started to laugh a lot, and some things that I used to find particularly distasteful are now becoming more pleasing to the eye.

I used to like to be quiet, but I didn't expect to get used to the excitement in just one week. Relatively speaking, the lively Qunfang Garden is more vibrant.

"This is not the first time for me to start a business in the sea. I have no bottom in my heart, so I want to find a big tree to enjoy the shade. In my mind, sir, you are the best big tree.

I know you don't like my little mosquito legs, but think about it, don't you find it particularly pleasing to the eye when you wear a Hanfu named after you on a young and beautiful person? "

"So what, if I want to only make my own brand of Hanfu, can't I still make it?" Mr. Qunfang said pretendingly unhappy

"Of course I know that you can do it, but such a trivial matter is not worth doing by yourself. Why don't you leave it to me, and it would be better for you to give orders..."