She pointed to the list of pine nuts, torreya and other dried fruits and asked: "Can you buy these in the capital?"
Yan said: "Yes.
Most of these things are produced in the north, and the taste is different, so I don't have to worry about bringing them from the south.
On the other hand, those dried vegetables and cured meats are all sent from the south of the Yangtze River.
We can eat them ourselves or give them to others.
Capital City After all, the dishes here are not to our taste, and there are not many seasonal vegetables in winter.
We people in the south still prefer to eat lighter. " While the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were talking, they heard the children over there saying "this is good" and "that is good".
Mrs.
Yan hurriedly said: "If you like it, give me ten pounds of the same.
Don't taste it now.
If you eat too much, save it."
Eat."
Manager Zhao's wife hurriedly spread the word and asked the buyers to bring ten kilograms of each item.
Just as the snacks were taken away, the lady in charge of Jinxiufang brought clothes.
So after eating snacks, the children started trying on clothes.
Yan said to Qingya again: "I brought a lot of clothes with me when I came here, but the north is not as cold as our south.
It's very cold here, so I still need to make some suitable big sweater clothes.
Besides, the fashion here in the capital is different from the south.
It’s different.
Do as the local customs do and make a few outfits according to the styles here.
Children have to dress up festively during the New Year to look like they are celebrating the New Year.”
Qingya has already made new Chinese New Year clothes for her family, and they are all new styles designed by her and Qiaoer.
Qiaoer led the Fang family's sewing workers and maids to make them themselves.
Because when they came to the capital this time, they only brought two needleworkers and two embroiderers with them, ready to help Qingya design.
It would be impossible for just a few of them to make such large quantities of clothes, so Qingya didn't cut so many clothes.
Just like that, Qiao'er even took matters into his own hands.
Yan's batch was custom-made at Jinxiufang, a famous garment shop in Beijing.
She said a few sets, but in fact each child has more than a dozen sets.
Add to that the adult's, and it's a big deal.
The maids all got into action, trying on clothes for their brothers and sisters.
Seeing the house full of flowers and dazzling pearls, Qing Ya naturally couldn't sit still, so she also walked among the children to see if their clothes were suitable, and then told the embroiderer in Jinxiu Square that they could be modified.
The shopkeeper of Jinxiufang was very nervous when facing Qingya.
She was afraid that her clothes would not be in the eyes of Guo Zhinu.
If she was picked on, it would be a small matter if she could not make any money, but it would be a big deal if her signboard would be smashed.
Qiaoer saw the sweat on her head and understood, and was secretly amused.
Mrs.
Yan was so generous that she made more than a dozen sets for Aunt Qiu, along with several sets of headgear, and ordered them to be sent over for her to try on.
If anything was not suitable, she would write it down and ask for it to be changed.
After a while, Aunt Qiu helped the girl over and thanked Madam for her sympathy.
After being busy for more than an hour, the people from Jinxiufang were sent away.
Qiaoer then asked Qingya: "Auntie, why don't our Yirenfang open a branch in the capital?"
He said quietly: "I can't take care of it."
Yan said angrily: "You think that business in the capital is done casually.
Jinxiufang is a time-honored brand, and there are people behind it.
Yirenfang has a shallow foundation.
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If your aunt or Aunt Yan lived in the capital, it would be okay; now the two of them Even if they are not in the capital, if only one housekeeper, grandma, is sent here, While taking care of things, Yirenfang is engaged in the business of the rich and powerful.
The people who come and go are either officials or wealthy ladies, grandmothers and girls.
There are princes and nobles everywhere in the capital.
If something happens, how can the housekeeper and grandmother keep things smooth?
This requires your aunt and Aunt Yan to keep running around the capital."
Qiaoer suddenly realized that he regretted not thinking carefully enough.
She has made a lot of progress in studying with Yan these days, and she admires her very much.
This reason is clear but understandable, so Yirenfang is only opened in Huzhou and Xiazhao.
Yan Weiyang said that when Cai Ming becomes a capital official, she will bring Yirenfang to the capital.
Then, someone reported back: Someone from Jiangnan is here delivering new year's goods.
Mrs.
Yan hurriedly ordered someone to pass it on to Manager Zhao to take it over.
At the same time, she called for the order to be brought in for inspection.
In this way, Qingya was busy with Yan from morning to night.
Yan didn't want her to worry about helping her, but he liked to chat with her: why she bought this, why she did that, what should be paid attention to when dealing with favors, etc.
Qingya is an excellent listener.
She occasionally suggests additions and subtractions, which Yan thinks is good and praises her careful thinking.
Sometimes I was afraid that she would be tired, so I would take her aside to have a rest.
Qingya doesn't feel like her mother-in-law is dictating her family.
She is a attentive person and doesn't like to worry about too many things.
Since Yan took over the housework, she turned her attention to the children, taking care of and supervising them.
This is as important as anything else.
She then went into the inner room and watched Brother Shi and others playing.
These children are between the ages of three or four to ten years old.
When they are cute, they do nothing but just watch them and listen to their innocent childish words and nonsensical remarks.
It’s a lot of fun, and I feel like this day is fulfilling and interesting.
Brother Mo was not a playful person.
When he saw Qingya come in, he immediately left his brothers and sisters and ran over.
He smiled at Qingya and said, "Mom, let's play chess."
Seeing her son looking at her with bright eyes, Qing Ya also smiled and said, "Okay."
The mother and son then set up their positions and started fighting.
After playing for a while, Qingya discovered that Brother Mo's chess skills had improved a lot in the past few months.
It seemed that his father-in-law had spent a lot of energy on him.
She relapsed into her old habit and regretted playing chess.
"Mom didn't think about it just now and wanted to put it here."
After saying that, she moved the chess pieces she had just placed.
Mo Geer looked at her with a smile, his eyes as quiet as Qingya shone with light, making ripples; his tender red lips no longer pursed, opened like petals, and smiled lightly.
At this time, he showed the liveliness and vanity of a child.
Being able to force his mother to regret her chess to him gave him a sense of accomplishment; and to tolerate his mother's chess regrets graciously made the little boy feel happy.
This is how mother and father play chess After Qingya was relieved, Brother Mo took a step forward.
Qingya started to frown and think.
After thinking for a long time, he took a hesitant step.
Brother Mo did not hesitate to take action and blocked her way.
Qing Ya muttered in her heart: How come this kid is so talented at playing chess?
He just barely learned it when he was his age.
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They are both Fang Chu's sons, so they shouldn't be so different.
She was too embarrassed to regret it anymore, it was too obvious, so she had to think hard about the next step.
Brother Mo was waiting for her to regret it and start over again.
Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, the little boy lost his sense of accomplishment and took the initiative to say to her: "If Mom doesn't think about it, you can start over."
Is it okay to look at him with Qingya doubtfully?
Don’t people who play chess like to say “you will have no regrets if you raise your hand”?
Mo Geer nodded to her, it's okay with me.
The little boy smiled very quietly and gracefully.
For him, it was very interesting to watch his mother regret her move.
When my father and mother played chess, my mother always regretted playing chess, but my father always refused to let her go.
He always said that my mother had no chess skills and was very strict.
He made up his mind at that time: he must learn to play chess, defeat his father with his mother, or play chess with his mother, no matter how she regrets the game.
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