Awen misses Duan Jiahong a little, the boy who always liked to tease her.

If what he said back then was true, she would.

She reached out to cover her face with a hint of embarrassment. Does she hate getting married?

Taking out her clothes and putting them on, Awen sighed quietly. Although the two were engaged, when would the border be peaceful?

The clothes are made of light gauze and are very cool. My uncle's craftsmanship is getting better and better.

Although the craftsmanship of the butterflies embroidered on it is not good, it is more novel and unique.

In the past two years, although my uncle's business has not been a hit, it has also accumulated a lot of fame, especially the cute animal patterns he makes, which some little girls like very much.

She suddenly remembered the fabrics in Youzhou. The materials there were really beautiful and had some prints.

The textile industry is already very advanced, maybe she can try to work in the women's clothing industry.

In addition to the cotton in Mianzhou, I heard that the price of cotton is very low this year. Previously, because the Lei family dominated the market and monopolized the market, many merchants cooperated directly with the Lei family, so that the price could not drop for a long time.

Awen wiped her hair and thought about it.

Liang Ji's business has been slowly declining. She must come up with some fresh tricks to consolidate Liang Ji's reputation.

The rouge made by the eldest sister is okay, but the sales volume locally is too low and it is simply out of reach.

Before, I planned to ask Chu Ziyan to help, but in the end, he suddenly severed ties with the Chu family.

She also boarded His Highness the Prince's boat. Unexpectedly, the boat swayed a little.

Alas alas!

After wiping her black hair half dry, Awen opened the door, braided her hair a little, then walked downstairs.

When Mrs. Zhu saw that her daughter had washed up, she asked the waiter to clean up the bath. She followed her daughter to the hall, walked to a corner and sat down, looking at her lovingly with soft eyebrows: "What do you want to eat?"
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Awen weakly supported the table with her hands, looked at the bustling lobby, and said softly: "Porridge."

Zhu's appetite is also not good. It's a hot day and she has drank enough water to eat.

When the waiter came over, Mrs. Zhu ordered two bowls of porridge, a stack of pickles, and a portion of cold noodles.

Awen looked at the cold noodles, her appetite improved a little, and she ate several chopsticks. When Zhu was about to order another cold noodles, a high-pitched voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.

People like Awen who don’t understand the situation are still sitting on the stool.

Everyone who knew the situation ran to the door to watch the excitement.

"Alas, the old scholar father and his daughter are here to make a living again. How could a rich person value his little knowledge?"

"It's not easy for father and daughter. They help some poor children with tutoring and only receive a hundred papers, which is enough for the two of them to live for a few days."

"What's the use? How many people are looking for him? The poor have no money, and the rich don't want to."

"According to me, it is better to directly agree to the Huang family's marriage proposal than to live in a miserable state now."

Awen's eyes flashed, is the Huang family the Huang family in Qinghe County?

The spectators returned to their seats to eat their meals, and they could only sigh quietly at the father and daughter.

Xu Xiucai was a learned man, but he was too aloof. His wife was ill at home, and his only daughter, who was good-looking and literate, made a living by copying test papers during the hot weather.

"Tuition."

A middle-aged male voice shouted loudly outside the door, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
Chapter completed!