Su Qing had been busy at the weaving workshop for a while when Tong Huaqiong sent her home to fetch the account book.
Mrs. Li had been waiting outside for quite some time and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Su Qing come out.
"Miss Su Qing." Mrs. Li welcomed her warmly.
Su Qing, with a stern expression, said, "This isn't the place to talk."
As she spoke, she led Mrs. Li to a secluded corner of the village.
"Miss Su Qing, Ming Xiu must have told you, I want to join the weaving workshop as an embroiderer. You've seen my skills too..."
Su Qing interrupted Mrs. Li, saying, "Who isn't skilled enough to be an embroiderer? This weaving workshop isn't something you can just join as you please."
Mrs. Li pulled out some silver, grinning sheepishly, and said, "Miss Su Qing, here's fifty taels of silver, please do me a favor."
