Wu Yaqing teased, "Ruyue, when are you going to embroider your wedding dress?"
For women in this era, needlework was the most basic. They would embroider the wedding dress themselves. If they really did not know how to do it, they could ask their sisters and mother to help.
Shen Ruyue's fair face turned slightly red. "I'll start embroidering after Xuhua proposes to me. Don't underestimate me. I'm quite good at needlework."
They all laughed.
After that, Shen Ruyue said seriously, "Qingzhi, it's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival. Should we prepare mooncakes to sell?"
"You reminded me." Chu Qingyue handed a stack of paper to Shen Ruyue. "I've planned a few mooncakes. Prepare the ingredients first. I'll prepare the mold. There are still nine days left. Let's hurry up and make 20,000 mooncakes."
In this era, there were already mooncakes, but the filling was simple. She did not plan to be creative about the looks but the fillings.
