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Chapter 434: Money Can't Buy Love

In the end, we are too poor and there are too many things to consider.

If the family conditions are better and the burden is not so heavy, they would not stop their children from eating in the cafeteria just to save some money on meals.

However, this is the norm and the life of the general public.

Yi Chichi didn't know what to say and could only smile and send the person away.

In the evening, when Wen Shi came home from work and cooked, Yi Chichi kept praising him for being good and cooking delicious food.

Wen Shi was so flattered by her that the hairs on his body almost exploded. The moment she stopped talking, he asked, "Wife, I haven't made any mistakes during this period, right?!"

Very hesitant.

Yi Chichi was stunned by his nonsensical question, "I didn't make any mistakes."

"...You're making me nervous when you praise me like this!"

My goodness, how cruel must she be to make her man feel nervous even when being praised.

Yi Chichi felt that she needed to defend herself.

“I haven’t praised you before?”

"I have praised it."

Wen Shi understood her meaning immediately and explained, "But not the way you're praising me today. It makes me feel like I made a mistake, or that you want to do something and I can't stop you."

At this point, he whispered, "Your way of praising me is just like the way your commander praises me, and then you turn around and hit me with a club."

As for the extent of the effect of this stupefaction, he did not say.

Yi Chichi didn't ask. It was just a work matter and there was a confidentiality agreement, so it would be useless for her to ask.

So, don't get hung up on the words.

"I won't hit you with a club. The reason why I praise you is actually because of Sister Lei."

Wen Shi was stunned, "What does this have to do with Sister Lei?"

So, Yi Chichi briefly recounted what happened in the afternoon.

Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief after learning what had happened. He thought something had happened. After all the fuss, it turned out to be just like this. He was really scared to death.

He felt like a huge stone had dropped to the ground in his heart and was in the mood to make a joke.

"No wonder you praised me for my cooking skills..."

He sighed and said, "It really won't kill you, but it will make your life worse than death."

"So outrageous?"

“It’s just so outrageous.”

After tasting Mrs. Lei's fragrance, he still felt scared when he mentioned what happened after the warm dinner at Lei's house.

"On the day of the Wenju dinner, she single-handedly overthrew all the people who were eating, including the teacher!"

Yi Chichi was stunned, "Food poisoning?"

"…The doctor checked and said it wasn't food poisoning."

After wiping his face, he sighed, "I can't describe the food that Sister Lei cooks. It's just not right. The stir-fried vegetables taste like stinky feet, the seafood tastes like stink bugs, and the fish is not much better. It tastes very strange."

Yi Chichi, "!!!"

This is really amazing.

"Let's cook."

She couldn't listen any further, otherwise her mind would automatically imagine those flavors, which would affect her appetite.

He obeyed the instructions, turned around and continued to work, without stopping to talk.

"What did you do at home today?"

"Embroidering the Eight Horses."

“The one with lots of horses?”

"Ok!"

“Or double-sided embroidery?”

"No, it's one-sided this time."

It’s OK, much less difficult than double-sided embroidery.

However, it is not the case. Double-sided embroidery is difficult, and single-sided embroidery of the Eight Horses is equally difficult.

First of all, horses have different postures. If you want to embroider the spirit and style of each horse, the composition must be handled well.

Secondly, horses have a lot of hair, and each part of the hair needs to be treated with different acupuncture methods, otherwise the flow of the hair cannot be brought out.

It takes a lot of effort to make the embroidery look like the horse's hair is trembling in the wind. In the end, the eight horses have different colors, from dark to light, and the required colors are as many as hundreds.

When I saw her taking out the embroidery thread in the evening, I felt as if my eyes went dark.

“So many colors?”

He thought that the thread hanging on the embroidery frame was all he had, and after all this time there was still so much he hadn't taken out.

"That's not a lot. The most there are are several thousand."

"Seize the young master?"

He was so shocked that his accent changed and his eyes widened.

Yi Chichi smiled and said, "You heard me right, thousands of kinds."

Simply unimaginable.

Wen Shi used his poor imagination to think of various colors, but found that he could not think of thousands of colors no matter what. He took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the turbid air, and then said, "Wife, what are you embroidering? Why do you need so many colors?"

Yi Chichi smiled and said, "It hasn't reached that stage yet."

But in her native world, she has several embroidery pieces that have been put into museums, and there are so many colors.

One of the pictures, a sci-fi-style map of the cosmic sky, uses more than 2,700 colors in total.

It took three years to complete.

This work did not go into a museum, but was auctioned off.

The auction price was over 10 million.

It was auctioned off by a mysterious wealthy businessman.

Now, “I want to embroider but there are not so many colors for me.”

Wen Shi glanced at her sideways, "Why do I feel like you look very regretful?"

“It’s a pity.”

"What?"

"valuable."

“Is it more valuable than the tiger, leopard, and giant panda I embroidered before?”

“It’s not on the same level.”

She stretched out her hand and made a three sign, and said, "If there really is so much thread for me to embroider, I would lose money if I sell it for less than this amount."

Wen Shi stared at her hand for a long while, then hesitated and asked, "30,000?"

Three thousand is impossible. The two double-sided embroideries his wife had previously made were more than that price.

Yi Chichi hummed and was busy organizing the thread with his hands.

Wen Shi looked at her with a dull look in his eyes, "Who would spend so much money on an embroidery?"

Is it really that serious to say that you can’t eat or drink something?
Yi Chichi thought for a while and said, "People's pursuits and preferences are different. The artistic collection value of Suzhou embroidery is no less than that of antiques. Thirty thousand yuan is a lot for us, but for those who are rich and like Suzhou embroidery, it is priceless."

I thought about it for a moment and felt that it made sense.

"I don't understand how rich people think. I only know one thing: my wife is very capable."

This is such a good way to make money.

Seeing the thread being straightened in her hands, he became interested, "Wife, let me help you!"

"No."

Yi Chichi glanced at his hands with disdain, "It's too rough, and covered with calluses. Don't scrape the thread off for me."

Silk thread is as delicate as silk satin, and silk satin is easy to get snagged.

The thread is easy to fuzz.

It would be a waste of time to ask him to help.

"Just watch."

The despised Wen Shi uttered an "oh", looked at his own hands, then looked at Yi Chi Chi's hands, sighed and asked her, "Wife, can my hands be as good as yours?"

"sure."

But, “Your hands won’t do.”

"What?"

"Your profession."

The training volume is too large and too many parts of the hands need to be used, so skin breaks, blisters and calluses are inevitable.