Chapter 395: Perhaps the recipe is fake?

Chapter 395 The Formula May Be Fake?
"I know, Kakaka, so I only eat in front of the uncle, Kakaka—" After swallowing, I threw another piece, fragrant and chewy, biting and crunching. Uncle do n’t need to pay attention to the image in front of him, click—

Feng Qingbai's forehead has blue tendons.
Fed up.
Put the memorial in front of you, push it aside, and leave.
"Uncle Huang, where are you going? Kaka, we haven't finished the discount yet, Kaka."
Feng Qingbai left more steps.
Approved? He now wants to do more.
When the man went away, Feng Moyu exhaled and patted his small breast.
Uncle Huang's resentment scared him to death.
Such irritability and irritability must be related to Aunt Liu.
He guessed that he knew that Uncle Xia had returned to Beijing and hadn't brought anything to Aunt Liu, so Uncle Huang was furious.
What's this called?
This world newspaper.
Last time he sharpened his head and wanted to go to Xiangshan for disaster relief. Take a look at grandpa and grandma. Let him go and let him scratch his heart and lungs for several days.
Now it ’s your turn, have you tasted it?
Feng Shui has reincarnation.
"The emperor, please see outside the main hall of Shangyifang." The outside the door reported.
"Shangyifang Sizheng? What?"
"It is said that it is the selection of special fabrics, and there will be a female election in more than two months. When the nobles enter the palace, they will need good fabrics to cut their clothes. To come. "
This has always been the case, but only after the little emperor came to power, the harem was almost empty, and the external supply was temporarily cut to save money.
"Why is this kind of thing coming to the fore? Isn't it always been that Tai Fei Liu presided over the harem? Let Si be looking for her, and he can't go on and on.
"Yes."
The report went on, and Feng Moyu continued to chew the cake, relaxing.
He always ignored the trivial matters related to the harem in the palace. He asked him what kind of cloth and style he wanted for a piece of clothes. How did he deal with national affairs?
The emperor also needed to control the firewood in the palace.
Tai Fei Liu's only benefit to him in the palace is this, and the harem is well organized.
Of course, this kind of thing can be done as long as anyone has started.
In the future, if there is a candidate for use, the old demon is taken down.
Lest she keep doing prestige and forgetting that she is just a concubine.
Grandpa Huang has been dead for so many years, what is she going to do?
The news came out from the palace the next day.
Shangyifang will select fabric dealers on February 26 to provide the palace with various excellent dyeing fabrics.
Any cloth merchants can register for the contest.
For a time, all the merchants in Beijing that were working on this business were clamoring, and they urgently asked the workshops to immediately make new dyed fabrics, which would then be used as a competition.
As long as you have a little confidence in your own fabric, Quan Chung goes to register, and no one is willing to miss this opportunity.
If they can be selected, only the name of the special supplier of fabrics in the palace will bring them tremendous benefits.
In the past, special cloth supplies have always been in the possession of the Fu family in Beijing.
After the emperor's death, the palace's special cloth supply was broken, and the Fu family only retreated. Even so, the Fu family's reputation in the cloth industry in Beijing has also been steadily topped.
Now that the new emperor is in power, the selection will restart, and the Fu family will certainly go, but this does not mean that others have no chance at all.
In case that good luck is gone, what about taking the place? By that time, it is equivalent to making a head start in the industry, and it is not impossible to catch up with the Fu family.
It was that they were not able to choose, and there was no loss to them, but they just returned to their original position.
The Fu family also went to register.
Only compared with the excited expectations of other cloth merchants, the Fu family showed a calmness in the chest, without disturbing its footsteps.
Their family has a relationship with the Liu family. The palace wanted to select cloth suppliers for cloth, and they received the wind earlier than other businesses, so they started preparing for this day early.
When other businesses were busy starting to make new fabrics, the fabrics of their families had already been made and were placed in front of the Fu family.
Silk woven gold silk fabric, dyed cardan red, unfolded the fabric to meet the light, and you can see the faint light, the whole fabric is like alive, with golden light flowing.
"This piece of cloth took me almost four months of hard work, and finally I didn't waste any effort." Fu Yuan's eyes smiled.
For this piece of cloth, he mobilized the oldest weaving artist in Nanling, and dyed the dye himself.
Don't look at just a piece of cloth, but it is expensive.
"With this piece of cloth, this year's selection is still something in our Fu family's pocket, and I stand here to congratulate Master Hexi first." Mrs. Fu Qian Xiaoyanyan.
"Mrs. Tuo Jiyan said that at that time, our Fu family's position in the cloth industry will be more stable." It will also rise further.
Even if it is better than the Liu family, it will be even higher than it is now.
The family is more valuable, and the status of the Fu family will also be higher. One day, Fu Shuyuan will take the Fu family to the most brilliant position.
Fu Yuxian also saluted her body with sweet congratulations, watching her father and mother look proud, and then turned sharply, "Daddy, mother, I heard that Yuzheng's sister also signed up for this selection. By that time, On the field, shouldn't you have to fight against Dad? "
"She? It ’s not a weather, how long did she start to dye cloth, and compared to our ten years old and old craftsmanship, she wouldn't let her run into her blood, she doesn't know the sky is high!" To this daughter, Fu Shuyuan said Time is disgusting.
"Dad, although she is just a newbie in the cloth industry in Beijing, we can't take it lightly. Our Fu family can come to today and rely on that secret recipe. Dad can be sure that she hasn't learned it?" Know the belly.
As a reminder to Fu Yuxian, Fu Shuyuan dismissed it, "What about studying? In these years, she has been doing things at the Nanling Palace all day long. How can she have time to hone her craft? Dyeing cloth is no better than others. The most sophisticated thing is craftsmanship. Struggling, thinking that you can play with a formula alone? It's whimsical! "
Fu Yuxian looked down, and said softly, "What if it was the formula she gave Dad at first, maybe it was fake?"
Fu Shuyuan stood up horribly, and even Mrs. Fu was startled, "Xian Er, you can't say that!"
"Dad, mother, it's not the daughter talking nonsense, but we have to take precautions. Sister Yuzheng has misunderstood her father and mother for so many years, thinking that you killed her mother and younger brother. It wasn't impossible for her to come up with a fake formula at first. Look at her. Now, a fledgling person can enter the competition with such confidence, can she not rely on it at all? Sister Yuzheng ... but not stupid at all. "
If you are stupid, you will not use the formula to get a chance to live.
(End of this chapter)