After the marriage, the strong beauty became rich and busy raising children

Chapter 302: A 180-degree turn in attitude

The first floor lobby of the Provincial Museum.

At 10:30 in the morning, the place was bustling with people, and contestants gathered together, holding various handicrafts in their hands, waiting to submit their works.

"Okay, everyone line up and submit one by one." A staff member shouted from behind the makeshift long table.

Everyone quickly lined up.

Guan Youshuang stood behind the crowd.

In front of her was a middle-aged man holding a heavy wooden sculpture of a wild goose.

He looked at Guan Youshuang and asked casually, "What is your work?"

"embroidery."

"Embroidery?" The man swallowed the second half of his words.

That thing can also participate in the competition?

The man felt happy because there was one less competitor.

As the line moved, various pieces were placed on the table.

There are exquisite shadow puppets, traditional paper-cutting, clay figurines, straw weaving, pottery throwing, blacksmithing and copper forging, and some people even brought ancient woven fabrics made of tree bark and hemp.

Every time a beautiful work is displayed, the people around will burst into exclamations.

The staff at the registration office were extremely busy.

Finally it was Guan Youshuang's turn.

"Okay, please show me your ID card."

After the staff member finished registering, he saw Guan Youshuang holding a piece of embroidery, frowned, and said, "Put it there."

Then in the work column he wrote perfunctorily: embroidery.

The tone was perfunctory.

Guan Youshuang said: "This work of mine has a name, it's called Suspension Bridge in the Snow."

The female staff member said impatiently: "It doesn't matter whether you write it or not, just submit it and you can leave. Next one."

Guan Youshuang did not leave. She held the table with her hands and said coldly, "Can you tell me why it doesn't matter whether I write it or not?"

The woman glanced at Guan Youshuang and said, "How can you be so confident that this is just a piece of embroidery that can surpass other works? Do you think you can compare to these works?"

"It's not up to you to decide whether you can win or not, but as the work registration staff, you are so perfunctory and self-righteous. May I ask who gave you the right?"

"I've never met someone like you. Do you think this provincial intangible cultural heritage handicraft competition is an embroidery competition in your village? You'd better not participate if you're just using embroidery to make up the numbers. You're taking up other people's time."

Guan Youshuang was completely furious.

She slammed the table and said, "In your superficial understanding, embroidery is just embroidery, right? Even if it is embroidery, why can't I participate in the competition? This competition is organized by your family, so you have the final say?"

The people watching were talking a lot.

"Just register. Isn't that their theme?"

"A suspension bridge in the snow? I'd like to see it."

Guan Youshuang opened the embroidery.

Snowflakes were flying, and the iron cables and wooden boards of the suspension bridge looked particularly peaceful and beautiful under the cover of white snow. The surrounding scenery was delicate and moving, like a realistic painting.

"Wow, is this embroidery or a painting?"

"No way, this is too realistic. You can even embroider it to look like snow is falling."

The other contestants heard the noise and gathered around. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the embroidery, and they all exclaimed in admiration. Some marveled at the vividness of the suspension bridge in the snow, while others praised the smoothness of the lines and the cleverness of the color matching.

The staff member just now took a glance and was stunned.

She rubbed her eyes and looked at the embroidery carefully, her eyes full of disbelief.

Several other staff members also showed surprise after seeing the embroidery work: "This...is this really embroidery?"

An old man with a shadow puppet said: "The level of detail of this embroidery is unprecedented."

The clay figurine maker couldn't help but nod and praise: "This craftsmanship is absolutely top-notch."

The staff member's attitude changed immediately. She quickly crossed out the embroidery in the theme column and carefully wrote "Suspension Bridge in the Snow".

Then she stood up and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I was negligent just now. Your work is really great. We have never seen such amazing embroidery in all these years!"

Guan Youshuang looked at them calmly and said, "This embroidery is not only my work, but also a part of our traditional culture. I hope you can learn more about embroidery culture in the future. By the way, I am not participating in the competition in my personal capacity. I am representing the Jinxiu Zhimeng Embroidery Factory. Please register."

The staff nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, okay."

After changing the entry information, the staff member continued, "Okay, in the next few days, our professional jury will conduct a detailed review of the works. After the review, we will announce the winning works and the list of works will be posted outside the museum. During this period, if the work is questioned, the contestants will need to further explain or defend themselves."

Guan Youshuang nodded: "Who are the judges?"

"They are usually craft experts, cultural scholars, artists, etc. Don't worry, they are all professionals."

"What about the standards?"

"The jury will evaluate the works based on creativity, craftsmanship, cultural heritage value, aesthetics and other aspects." The staff member continued, "We will also hold an awards ceremony and invite some media to the awards ceremony, which will be very helpful in promoting the winners' works. You can also pay attention to this."

"Okay, I probably won't be in Baifeng during this period, so please give me a call when the time comes."

As she spoke, Guan Youshuang took a pen and wrote down her phone number.

The staff member was stunned again.

You can't blame her. These days, very few people have phones.

*

After coming out of the museum, Guan Youshuang yawned.

I've been so busy with embroidery these days that I've been so nervous and haven't had a good rest.

She planned to go back and have a good sleep later, because she had to go back early tomorrow morning.

The embroidery factory in the county town has Yang Yan's help for the time being, but as for the embroidery factory in Gujiatai, although the female workers recruited by her are working diligently because they are grateful for the opportunity to make money she has given them, she cannot completely ignore them.

Guan Youshuang stood on the roadside waiting for a long time, but there was no empty car.

Helplessly, she could only look at the road as she walked.

When she reached the corner, she casually glanced at the road and suddenly her eyes lit up.

There is actually an Agricultural Bank of China opposite.

The outside of the store looks very new, with couplets pasted on both sides of the door. It seems that it has just opened.

Thinking about her previous life, her Lexue live broadcast system was bound to the Agricultural Bank of China, an idea came to her mind.

The system she wrote has an automatic cash withdrawal function. If nothing goes wrong, the money should already be in her bank card.

So is it possible that she can withdraw money from her previous life here?

Although it sounds a bit outrageous, if time travel can happen to her, what is impossible?

What if it really works?

Guan Youshuang looked at the vehicles on the road, quickly crossed the road and entered the Agricultural Bank.