Thousands of years

Chapter 48

But it turned out that this little lady had the opportunity to compete for Qiaoer just because of Jia's wife's quarrel. Even though she was destined to be with Miss An Liu, she was very sensible, obviously because she saw that There was something wrong with the silk thread in the sixth sister's shuttle, and she opened her mouth after some deliberation.

Silks of different qualities, through the hands of two people, will naturally be reflected in the weaving fabric, and it will be useless to argue with Jia's wife at that time.

Before the sixth sister could recover from her astonishment, she heard the little lady say again: "With my ability, I can't do this trick, but you..."

"If you can't get the name of Qiao'er because of the tampered silk thread, wouldn't it make evildoers like Jia Xiaowie agree?"

Silently took the tube from the little lady beside her, the sixth sister nodded and smiled, more than an hour had passed, and now there is only about half an hour left, but it was just enough to make it clear There is a slight difference.

"Click, Zha..."

"Zha..."

"Click."

If you want to become a Qiaoer that can be recognized by all these places, the Luo weaves must be of high quality and quantity.

Therefore, in the last half hour, the rhythmic sound of the loom was obviously a bit faster than before.

Hengluo pulls the element to contain water, and the green smoke leads the rain into the white sand.The dark fragrance is gone and it comes back again, I don't know how many cups of tea are outside the window.Seeing that the incense used for timing was completely burned out, and the green smoke disappeared into the incense ash in the furnace, but there was still some faint fragrance in the room.

The lady who was in charge of the sacrifice at the side stood up to signal to the young ladies to stop, but there was still the opportunistic one who threaded the shuttle back and forth three or five times, stepped on the pedal under his feet, and took the opportunity to weave a thread half finger wide.

It wasn't until the lady in charge looked over with displeasure in her eyes that the two hurriedly got up, one was ashamed, the other just pretended nothing happened.

The virtues of Miss Jia's wife are shameless to everyone, and her apprentice is not among these two people. After all, the little lady who kindly changed the weft thread for the sixth sister is a little bit disappointed...

"At this time, the little lady who is trying to be tricky is nothing more than to take advantage of some small things. In fact, she doesn't have any deep thoughts." An Jianing sighed. Deep, so that people will not find mistakes in such trivial matters."

Whether it is in life, whether it is a story written by who knows when, where, and who does bad things, it is impossible to be caught so easily.

As for the matter of messing up without being discovered by others, it is an ordinary person who occasionally makes mistakes, and a sudden mistake of thought.

Jia Xiaowife has repeatedly harmed her master even though she can deny her six relatives, and she is even less likely to be lenient towards strangers who block her way.Naturally, this is not the first time her apprentice has participated as an accomplice.

Only people like this who have done countless dirty things behind their backs can achieve their goals without changing their expressions or beating their hearts.

"This half an inch is too far from the front. I think I'm a little rushed. I still have to sharpen my mind..."

Sure enough, those two little ladies thought they were being flattering, but in the eyes of the ladies who had experienced all this, they were obviously immature. They were supposed to be in the middle and upper grades, but they fell to the middle and lower because of this anticlimax. The loss outweighs the gain.

"How can there be such a big gap in this latitude? Have you two exchanged anything?"

As soon as one of the selection ladies said this, all the ladies gathered around and looked at Luo on the two looms.

The master was still standing there in a daze, but fortunately he was pulled to the front by the lady next to him, and he heard: "Where did the silk on this tube come from?"

Stretching out her hand to touch the two of them and weaving the last three inches, the lady in charge frowned.

"Who would do such dirty things under the eyes of the Patriarch? It's just Jing Qiaoer, why bother to use such methods!"

(End of this chapter)