Song Hongmei set an example by spending two yuan. If the other sisters-in-law only spent fifty cents or one yuan, they would lose face.
Li Dahua was the first to spend two yuan to buy mugwort glutinous rice cake. She was lucky because mugwort glutinous rice cake was not sold specifically and Du Juan did not make many of them.
After several people took turns buying them, only a few were left. He wanted to keep those for Chu Yue to eat and didn't want to sell them to anyone else.
So the sisters-in-law could only pick from the remaining things, either wild vegetables and mushrooms, or cured chicken, duck and meat. If they bought wild mountain products, it would be a waste of money.
After a fierce psychological struggle, the sisters-in-law gritted their teeth and simply bought a big item.
"I want cured chicken!" "I want cured meat!" "I want cured duck!"
They bought the most expensive goods from Song Dashun.
Although the prices seem high, the prices offered by Dujuan and Song Dashun are fair, the same as what the sisters-in-law buy at the market. Dujuan and Song Dashun also gave them some potatoes and sweet potatoes. So when you calculate it this way, it's actually not a loss.
But when the sisters-in-law were finally able to step out of Chu Yue's yard as they wished, they all had bitter faces, as if they were "forced to be kidnapped".
They just wanted to watch the fun, but why did they suffer a loss for no reason?
From now on, they would never dare to interfere in Chu Yue's affairs again.
Du Juan and Song Dashun were like dreaming. They counted the money in their hands and found that they had 20 to 30 yuan. After deducting the cost, they made at least 10 yuan! (Because the biggest profit was the mugwort glutinous rice cakes, which Du Juan made by hand and Song Dashun made by climbing pine trees. There was no cost except sweat, and it was all profit after selling them.)
It’s almost as much as many people’s monthly salary!
Seeing that the matter was over, Song Hongmei was ready to leave. Before leaving, she reminded Chu Yue, "A Yue, remember to see Doctor Hao."
"Sister Song, I'll remember. I'll go after I'm done with my work." Chu Yue replied.
Song Hongmei left with peace of mind, taking the mugwort glutinous rice cakes she bought.
Chu Yue's yard became quiet.
Xia Xiaolan frowned slightly. She asked Chu Yue curiously, "Sister Yue, is there really a saying that 'one ounce of pine flowers is worth one ounce of gold'? I have only heard of 'an inch of time is worth an inch of gold'."
Chu Yue raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I just made it up."
"ah?"
On the side, Xia Xiaolan, Chen Fengying, Du Juan and Song Dashun were all confused.
How can something I just made up sound so true?
…
That day, Chu Yue accepted the mountain products brought by Song Dashun, settled the bill and paid the money.
Chu Yue said to Du Juan, "The mugwort glutinous rice cake is good. It's Qingming Festival soon. This thing should sell well. Make some more and I'll sell them in the city. Make some green rice balls, too. Make some pickled vegetable bamboo shoots and sesame flavors. But green rice balls are hard to keep fresh. They must be sold on the same day. Don't make too many."
Du Juan listened carefully and memorized Chu Yue's instructions carefully.
They didn't stay long and quickly said goodbye to Chu Yue and went back to make mugwort glutinous rice cakes and green rice dumplings. If they stayed up all night, they could deliver them tomorrow.
After Chu Yue had gotten everything ready, she went to the military camp to check on Doctor Hao's condition.
She brought an acupuncture kit and gave acupuncture to Doctor Hao for the first time. After a few needles, Doctor Hao's migraine was cured all at once. It was quite magical, and Doctor Hao, who had been practicing medicine for decades, was amazed.
There is really no end to learning, especially Chinese medicine, he must learn until he is old.
After leaving the military camp, Chu Yue went down the mountain and went to the city.
Instead of rushing to the grocery store, she walked around the neighborhood and found an out-of-the-way tailor shop.
This tailor shop is located in a small alley. Unlike Lao Zhou's tailor shop which is located on the main road, this shop is very small. The shop is run by a woman in her thirties. She is operating a sewing machine to alter the hems of a trouser. There is a swaddle tied behind her back, in which is a baby who looks a few months old, who is sucking his fingers and drooling.
The woman looked a little sallow and was obviously malnourished.
Chu Yue stopped her bike and walked into the tailor shop.
Zhou Xiuying raised her head and greeted him, "Comrade, do you want to mend clothes or make clothes? My prices are very fair, you can take a look at either."
While she was talking to Chu Yue, she gently shook her back to coax the baby in the cradle behind her.
"Can you make clothes? Can you make shirts?" Zhou Xiuying smiled after hearing this, stood up, took a shirt from the wall and handed it to Chu Yue, "Comrade, this is a shirt I made, you can take a closer look, and you can tell me if you have any questions."
Chu Yue first touched the texture of the shirt, and then carefully looked at the details of the clothes. The stitching was very meticulous and the lines were clean. Some parts of the shirt needed to be processed manually and very carefully.
This woman has good craftsmanship.
She has good skills, but she doesn't brag about it. She doesn't seem to be enthusiastic about selling things when Chu Yue rides a bicycle. She is a reserved and stable woman.
This kind of personality is not suitable for the industry.
But, he is the person Chu Yue needs.
Chu Yue said, "I want to make shirts."
Zhou Xiuying's eyes lit up with excitement, and her sallow face immediately looked better. "Comrade, are you going to wear it yourself? Let me get out the tape measure and measure your size first. Please come in... I charge 2 yuan for making a shirt here, and it will be done in three... two days. You can come and pick it up the day after tomorrow."
"I'm not making a shirt for myself, I'm making this." Chu Yue took out a wrinkled thing.
It’s a bit embarrassing to say this, but this thing is the shirt that Tan Siqi sent me. It became wrinkled and almost unrecognizable because Chu Yue put it on and it was torn off by Lu Zhanlin and he kept it under his body for a whole night.
Fortunately, the clothes were not torn and they remained in their original state when they were laid flat.
Chu Yue opened the shirt and said, "I want to make a shirt exactly like this one. Can you see if I can make it?"
Now it was Zhou Xiuying's turn to carefully look at the design and details of the shirt, from the front to the sleeves, from the shoulders to the cuffs. She examined it carefully with the eyes of a professional tailor. After looking for about a few minutes, she slowly raised her head.
"Comrade, I can do it, but if you want to make it exactly the same, I have to take this shirt apart." Zhou Xiuying explained, "After taking it apart, I can sew it back together, but it won't be as exquisite as the beginning. Can you accept that?"
Chu Yue originally didn't plan to wear this shirt again. Wearing it would always remind her of what happened at night. So she just took it off. It didn't matter.
She appreciated Zhou Xiuying's honesty more, instead of her empty promises.
"Okay, I want five of the same style." Chu Yue asked, "Five first, and then I'll continue to order. But you have to remember that this design is mine, you can't make it privately and then sell it to others."
"Five...five...five items?" Zhou Xiuying widened her eyes in surprise, and even the child behind her exclaimed.
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