Chapter 113 - Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Slight Change in Complexion (1/2)
Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Slight Change in Complexion
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“Mother, you truly understand me. I do have something I need your help with,” Su Wenyue cooed, latching onto An Family’s arm with an air of entitlement.
“Tell me, what is it this time that you need Mother’s help with?” The An Family drew Su Wenyue to sit down and felt comforted to see her daughter not behaving in a distant manner.
Su Wenyue opened the bundle she had brought and presented several embroidered pieces to the An Family, “Mother, what do you think of these embroideries? Are they a cut above what our family’s embroiderers can produce? If we were to sell them in our workshop, they would surely fetch a good price.”
“Is this?” The An Family examined the embroidery in her hands. Initially, she thought these pieces were her daughter’s work, but upon closer inspection, she wasn’t so sure anymore. Such fine embroidery was beyond her daughter’s level, and she knew it—even a sudden improvement couldn’t account for such a leap in quality.
“The craftsmanship of these embroideries is indeed good. Selling them in our workshop would indeed fetch a good price. Not even the finest embroiderer in Chang’an can do much better than this. Lady Yue, where did you get these embroideries from? Who is this embroiderer? If possible, invite her to join our family. We’ll offer her a good salary.”
Although the An Family was merely a woman of the inner house, she had her own way of handling business affairs. She managed her dowry properties meticulously. At first glance at these embroideries, she knew their maker was truly talented. It would be a great coup to lure such a star to work in her workshop; after all, there was competition among the embroidery workshops.
“Mother, you must believe me, these were all embroidered by me. How’s that for skill? Your praise doesn’t come easily.” Su Wenyue said cheerfully. She hadn’t intended to keep it a secret from the An Family and couldn’t have even if she wanted to. Not just this time, but in the future, her embroideries were to be sold in her mother’s family’s workshop. Besides, what couldn’t she share with her own mother?
“Yueyue, you’re joking with Mother again. How could Mother not recognize your embroidery? I can tell at a glance whether it’s your work or not.” The An Family flatly refused to believe what Su Wenyue said, knowing her daughter all too well.
Su Wenyue understood this too well and didn’t argue with the An Family. Instead, she took a needle and thread and demonstrated a few stitches right before her mother’s astonished eyes, feeling somewhat smug about it.
“Mother, do you believe me now? These embroideries were indeed made by me. Your daughter is capable of anything, isn’t she?”
The An Family, having seen much in life, recovered quickly from her surprise. She was both annoyed and amused at her daughter’s smugness.
“Alright, alright, I believe you’re talented, my daughter. To think you can produce such exquisite embroidery, you’ve really grown up. When you were still at home, I could never persuade you to practice more; now, on the other hand…” The An Family began with pride, but then her heart ached. She remembered that her daughter intended to sell these embroideries at the workshop—to think her pampered daughter was now toiling away at a task meant for a professional embroiderer.
“Yueyue, tell Mother the truth—is it because the Han Family treats you badly that you’re laboring over these embroideries to make money? Didn’t Father and Mother prepare a generous dowry for you? Thousands of silver coins, even for lavish spending, wouldn’t run out so soon. Why would you need to sell embroideries for money?”