I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

"Go to the county in two days and ask the shopkeeper to take a look. Let Haixia Niang go with you to see what's going on!"

The designer's drawings have been confirmed repeatedly, so there shouldn't be any mistakes. Could it be that Haixia made a mistake?

Ji Xiaobei saw that he was looking at it seriously and rubbing his fingers on the drawing for a long time, which made her feel a little guilty.

Is he beginning to doubt the paper?

After all, he is an educated man.

Ji Xiaobei took the drawing from him and folded it.

Suddenly Fu Jichang slapped his thigh and said, "I know what's wrong. No wonder Haixia Niang said there's a problem."

"Ah!" It was Ji Xiaobei's turn to be surprised. Could he really understand it?

Capture an ancient fashion designer alive?

Fu Jichang took the drawings from Ji Xiaobei with bright eyes and pointed them out to Ji Xiaobei one by one: "There is not enough space here for the sleeves, which causes the hem to curl up. If the tassels and lace are sewn on, there will be even less space..."

Ji Xiaobei tilted his head, looking confused...

"Forget it, go call Haixia Niang over..."

Ji Xiaobei touched his nose and ran to call Haixia Niang.

Master Wu who doesn’t spend any money, the fashion designer who doesn’t spend any money, makes a lot of money, makes a lot of money!

Ji Xiaobei almost jumped up with joy: I really have the physique of a koi fish, whatever I want will come true!

Haixia Niang and Fu Jichang were studying on the stone table.

Ji Xiaobei was excitedly grinding ink and diligently spreading out the rice paper, preparing to ask designer Fu to draw a new pattern on him later.

After the discussion, Haixia Niang was so excited that she almost cried.

"Yes, that's right, Xiaoyao, you are really amazing. I felt something was wrong when I did it, but I just didn't know what was wrong..."

Ji Xiaobei pushed the ground ink in front of Fu Jichang.

He dipped his hand in ink and began to paint.

Draw for a while and contemplate for a while.

Ji Xiaobei: It’s the same state as when I was writing an essay. It’s so damn difficult!

Ji Xiaobei handed over a big red apple with a smile: "This is for you!"

Fu Jichang frowned and raised his head: This fruit looks familiar!

Suddenly his face looked bad. Isn’t this the kind of fruit that Ji Decai ate when she gave birth?

What does it mean that she is giving it to herself to eat now?

Ji Xiaobei: This is very useful when you have a difficult labor!

Fu Jichang wanted to throw the fruit to her, but the fragrance was so strong that he couldn't bear to do so. He put it in his pocket angrily and continued to draw with his head down.

An hour later, he finally stopped writing.

Ji Xiaobei ate two apples, a pear, and a handful of melon seeds, enjoying his meals. When he saw Fu Jichang stop, he hurried over to take a look.

It was almost the same as the original picture, but she still said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, little cousin."

Xiaoyao stretched out his hand, and Ji Xiaobei obediently placed a handful of melon seeds in his palm, peels!

Fu Jichang glared: You!

Seeing that no one was around, Ji Xiaobei asked in a low voice: "What on earth do you do? You know martial arts and you can draw fashion designs."

Fu Jichang smiled and returned the melon seed shells to her, saying, "I learned this from watching my mother make clothes when I was little!"

“Wow, your mother is a fashion designer?”

Fu Jichang looked at her in confusion.

Ji Xiaobei corrected his words: "No, I'm asking, does your mother know how to sew clothes?"

"Well, I know a little bit!" said Fu Jichang.

Ji Xiaobei: You must be kidding! Your mother knows a little bit, so you can draw design drawings just by looking at them?

However, Fu Jichang didn't want to say it, and she didn't ask!

Anyway, you can help me draw the pictures for free, that's all!

Why bother about the rest?

"Can you draw other styles of patterns?" Ji Xiaobei asked.

"What are you doing?" Fu Jichang asked vigilantly.

Ji Xiaobei didn't want to hide it from him anymore, so he brought him into the game to give him even more power.

Ji Xiaobei pulled him to the backyard.

Fu Jichang said helplessly: "I told you, once you have practiced standing still, I will teach you the essentials of internal strength."

"No, that's not what I told you?"

Fu Jichang took a step back, his face slightly red, and his expression somewhat embarrassed and shy.

"Hey, why are you blushing? I didn't say anything." Ji Xiaobei patted his shoulder with a smile.

"How can I be blushing? Tell me what you want to say. I still have to go and herd the donkey."

"I have a big business here, do you want to participate?" Ji Xiaobei asked mysteriously.

"Is it making money?"

"Yes, make money. If you make money, split it 20-80. You get 20 and I get 80!"

Fu Jichang sneered: "Not interested!"

"30-70. 30-70! 30-70 at most."

"Not interested!" Fu Jichang said and was about to leave.

Ji Xiaobei reached out to pull his sleeve.

Fu Jichang turned quickly and dodged.

The sleeves that have just been repaired cannot be torn again!

"You just draw a pattern, how much do you want to get? I'll do the sewing, and you don't have to worry about the purchase and sales.

Just think about it, how much easier it is for you to just sit in the house, drink tea, grind ink, and paint! Relaxed and comfortable, isn't it? "

Ji Xiaobei looks flattering!

"Deal! Take out your sunflower seeds!" Fu Jichang stared at her bulging belly.

My belly is so fat and there is so much stuff stuffed inside. I won’t be satisfied unless I get some of it out.

Ji Xiaobei took out a handful of melon seeds.

"And that big pear you just ate!"

Ji Xiaobei took out a big pear.

"Are you still nostalgic for that stinky and fragrant one?" Fu Jichang said with a sly smile.

"Bah, whether you want to eat it or not, I can't stuff durian into my arms, do you want to stab me to death..."

Before Ji Xiaobei could get angry, Fu Jichang ran away holding the things in his hands.

Damn! It's not easy to get food out of a tiger's mouth.

Ji Xiaobei was very happy. He didn't expect that Xiaoyaozi was so talented in both literature and martial arts, could paint and write poems, and could even save someone.

As soon as his drawings are out, he will ask Haixia Niang to make a sample and send it to Zheng Guo.

As soon as Zheng Guo opened his small online store, money started pouring in.

These days, Ji Xiaobei has paid special attention to the training of embroiderers and tailors, and comes to sit in when he has nothing to do.

As the big boss, she has to know her business!

With Ji Xiaobei present, people listened more attentively, and old women in the yard often came over to listen.

Ji Xiaobei didn't chase them away. He told them to listen. If they had the right skills, they could come to work. There would definitely be a shortage of female workers in the future.

Fu Jichang would paint a few strokes when he had nothing to do. Was he creating something? He had to rely on inspiration, and Ji Xiaobei didn't push him.

Soon, the seven-day assessment period was over.

That day, Ji Sannai specially found the red silk dress she wore when she got married and gave it to Dafangzi to wear.

The other young wives were also in high spirits and sat in the yard.

There were many people gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall to watch the fun, and the children were squatting at the entrance, staring with their big eyes to watch the fun.

When the time is up, I will test your embroidery skills first.

There was still one seat vacant, Ji Xiaobei said, "No more waiting, let's get started!"