Chapter 377 Looks a lot like your daughter

Chapter 377 Looks a lot like your daughter

Later, Yingbao went to Chen Zhao's house with a few apples in her pocket.

Chen Zhao was just closing the stall at this moment, and he was very happy to see Ying Bao: "You're here! Come and sit in the room."

Ying Bao put a few apples and mandarin oranges on the table and asked, "Why didn't I see your eldest sister?"

"She went back to cook for her grandparents." Although the three siblings, Chen Zhao and Chen Wan, live in the market, they still have to go back to cook and wash for their grandparents every day.

Xu Bao came over, picked up a mandarin orange and peeled it.

Yingbao hesitated for a moment, then asked: "I heard someone said that Chen Wan is going to the county seat?"

Chen Zhao paused and nodded: "Ying Bao, you can have dinner at my place at noon. I have something to tell you."

"good."

Ying Bao sat at the table and watched Chen Zhao working on and off the pot.

Xu Bao peeled the mandarin orange, gave a piece to Ying Bao, gave another piece to Chen Zhao, and stuffed the rest into his mouth.

Chen Zhao cooked rice, a radish soup, two eggs, and a small salted fish with radish.

During the meal, Chen Zhao gave one egg to Ying Bao and one to his younger brother Xu Bao, and then said: "My father found a family for my eldest sister, and the owner is a county captain."

"County captain?" Yingbao immediately thought of the middle-aged man named Cao Shen.

Chen Changping actually wanted to give his eldest daughter to Cao Shen as a concubine?

Or should we let Cao Shen take the lead and send Chen Wan elsewhere?

Ying Bao: "Chen Wan agrees?"

"Her? She's just a slug." She's slimy and has no bones at all. She only knows how to obey.

Chen Zhao sneered: "I asked her not to agree, but she said it was difficult for her father to live."

Yingbao:......

She didn't know that Chen Wan was such a person.

Forget it, even Chen Zhao can't wake up a person who is pretending to sleep, so why bother asking for trouble?

After eating, Yingbao went to the textile workshop again.

It's time to give these weavers a day off in two days, so it's a little loose now.

The weavers chatted happily about wages and predicted how much they would get.

When they saw Ying Bao, everyone called her Miss Jiang.

Wang Wuniang gave her a slight blessing: "Little lady, please come with me."

Ying Bao returned the gift and followed Wang Wuniang into the weaving room.

The workshop's operation rooms are divided into several areas, including those for spinning and weaving.

These cotton yarns and cloths are all white and will be shipped to other places for printing and dyeing before being sold.

Yingbao only earns money from white cloth. As for the printed and dyed stuff, it has nothing to do with her.

But even so, she can get more than a thousand taels of silver a year.

Wang Wuniang took out two pieces of fluffy white cloth from a box and handed it to Ying Bao: "These are spun with white rabbit hair and cotton thread. Madam said they would be given to the young lady to make clothes."

Yingbao took it and touched it. It felt very soft and smooth. She couldn't help but be surprised: "Can rabbit hair be sandwiched with cotton thread to weave cloth?"

Wang Wuniang nodded: "Let's spin the rabbit fur and cotton thread together first, and then weave the cloth. There will be no hair loss, but the material is a bit thick."

"It's nice to be thick, and it will keep you warm in winter." Ying Bao couldn't put it down because of this kind of fabric, and thanked Wang Wuniang: "Thank you, Sister Wuniang."

Wang Wuniang smiled, "If Miss Yingbao likes it, we can also get gray rabbit fur and spin some cloth."

Ying Bao shook his head: "Let's forget it." It's fine if I have two pieces. It should be enough to make waistcoats for my two younger brothers. After all, the workshop does not belong to you alone, so it is better not to trouble Wang Wuniang too much.

When I came out of the textile workshop with two pieces of cloth in my arms, I suddenly met Chen Changping and a strange man on the road.

Chen Changping glanced at her with an expression of indifference.

The man was about the same age as him, with three long beards and a somewhat lewd look.

Ying Bao avoided the two of them and went straight home.

The man followed Ying Bao away with his eyes, then turned to look at Chen Changping and said a few times: "That little lady just now is also your daughter?"

Chen Changping shook his head: "No, her surname is Jiang."

"Then why do I look so much like you?" The man joked: "Isn't she your illegitimate daughter, Brother Chen? Hahaha!"

Chen Changping's face darkened: "What's the resemblance? She's just a wild girl. Brother Yan was joking."

Yan Jinshan clasped his hands behind his back and followed Chen Changping towards Chen Zhao's hut. As he walked, he said, "Seriously, that child is really similar to you, and is somewhat similar to your eldest daughter. If she can be Take it away, the noble people over there will definitely be happy."

Chen Changping's expression changed and he asked, "Do you really think she is very similar to my eldest daughter?"

"Of course, if we let them stand together and compare, it should be clearer." Yan Jinshan was confident.

Chen Changping narrowed his eyes, but finally said nothing, and brought Yan Jinshan to his second daughter.

Chen Zhao was kneading dough at home and preparing wonton skins for a long time. He was surprised when he suddenly saw his father coming.

Her father never went to the food shop. Even if he came to the market to hang out, he would avoid it, as if he might get dirty.

It's strange today that I brought a friend here.

"Dad." Chen Zhao quickly moved a long bench for Chen Changping and his friend to sit on.

Chen Changping didn't sit down. He glanced at the thatched house and frowned.

In fact, he doesn't pay much attention to his daughter's business. Today is his first time here, and he just feels that he has been completely humiliated.

But Yan Jinshan had to come and have a look, so he had no choice but to bring people here.

Yan Jinshan looked at Chen Zhao, curled his lips, and said to Chen Changping: "Brother Chen, this is not good, it is not even half as good as the previous one."

Chen Zhao didn't know why, but he felt disgust from the bottom of his heart.

She was not stupid, she could hear this man talking about her.

But her father said nothing.

Chen Changping turned around and walked out of the hut without looking back.

Yan Jinshan followed closely and said: "Brother Chen, let me tell you, in fact, the noble man prefers children like the previous ones. The older ones and the average ones are not suitable."

Chen Changping turned around suddenly. He said coldly: "Brother Yiyan, do you want me to steal a child for you to take with you?"

Yan Jinshan blinked: "That's okay, as long as you can steal it, someone will tell the noble person that she is your biological daughter."

Chen Changping frowned: "This is unacceptable." He was still worried that the girl would ruin his affairs.

Yan Jinshan shrugged and said regretfully: "Brother Chen, you are too upright. Do you want to stop thinking about it?"

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Let’s talk about Yingbao.

After returning home, he gave the rabbit fur cloth to his mother-in-law and asked her to make shirts for the brothers so that they would be warm under their robes.

This was the first time Chun Niang saw this kind of cloth, and she touched it curiously: "It's slippery and so white. Is it really made of rabbit hair?"

"It's domestic rabbit hair." Wild rabbits only have softer hair on their belly, and the rest is as rough as dog hair.

Chun Niang: "Isn't this kind of cloth expensive?"

"Yeah." Ying Bao nodded: "So I want two."

Chun Niang smiled and said, "I suddenly remembered that when your father caught rabbits, he cut off their tails. The tails accumulated a lot, so I used the hair on the tails to twist twine and made a pair of footwear for your father. .”

Yingbao was curious: "How to do it?"

"That's it." Chun Niang found a bunch of cotton thread, took two thin bamboo sticks, wrapped the cotton thread with her fingers and threaded them on the bamboo sticks. "It's just like a belt. Your father's belts were made like this by me, and they are now strong."