After a while, Jiang stopped staring at Xia Daohua and took a bundle of twine. She called Lihua over and the mother and daughter got busy.

By dinner time, Jiang had knitted two pairs of gloves, and Lihua had also finished a pair. Both were much better than Xia Daohua's.

After dinner, Jiang measured the children's hands and made a few pairs of shoes that would suit them.

The next day, everyone in the four rooms put on these simple linen gloves.

When pulling out weeds, Xia Daohua felt that the skin on her hands felt much better and was no longer burning, and her efficiency was greatly improved.

Afterwards, Jiang knitted two more pairs of linen gloves and gave them to the old couple as a gift.

Later, when Xia Youtian went to the market, he not only brought the wicker baskets and bamboo baskets he had woven himself, the handkerchiefs, purses, insoles and shoe uppers embroidered by Jiang, but also brought a dozen pairs of linen gloves.

Hemp rope is easy to get, but the gloves are a new thing, so the temporary price is five copper coins a pair.

Xia Youtian was just testing the waters and didn't have much hope at first, but he unexpectedly met someone who knew the value of the goods and bought them all for him in one go.

Xia Youtian brought twelve pairs of gloves and sold them for a total of sixty copper coins.

This alone earns me more than I would on a normal day at the market.

When Xia Youtian was happily preparing to return to the village, he suddenly felt someone slap him hard on the shoulder, and the pain made half of his body numb.

Xia Youtian was immediately frightened and thought he was being robbed.

He turned around in fear and saw that he recognized the person blocking his way.