Cheng Yue circled around her and said, "You seem to have lost a lot of weight."
Xiao Yunying turned around in agreement: "Right?"
Cheng Yue hugged her waist and said, "Your waistline is showing."
"I'll ask you to make me new clothes when I lose a little more weight."
Xiao Yunying walked towards the fabric stall: "I came today to buy some fabric and make eight more mattresses. My new house will have a heated kang bed, so the mattresses need to be thick; otherwise, they'll be too hot to handle."
"Okay, what size mattress do you want?"
Xiao Yunying had discussed the dimensions of the kang with the craftsman and simply told him: "I didn't measure it, you can make it according to your own judgment. Make two beds for the kang, and make the other six beds the size of ordinary double beds."
She slept on a warm kang (heated brick bed) at her maternal grandmother's house in her past life, and she loved that feeling.
One drawback of the kang (heated brick bed) is that it burns your bottom. It's warm inside the quilt but cold in the room, so you can't get out of the quilt.
So she plans to use it together with the stove.
A stove is enough for the children's room; there's no need to build a kang (heated brick bed).
Luo Xin will still live with me for a while, and I'll make her a new mattress once she moves in on her own.
"I understand. What kind of fabric do you want to buy?"
Xiao Yunying mentally estimated the number of people in her family: "We need six bolts of fine cotton fabric for the inner garments, and two bolts each of the following colors for the outer garments: azure, dark blue, dark green, light green, and that reddish-pink. We also need one bolt of pale yellow and three bolts of dark gray. Hmm... that's all we need for now."
Everyone in the family, young and old, has been taken into account, including what Dad and my brother wear for work. That should be enough.
Cheng Yue picked up a calligraphy brush and recorded the colors: "Every time you come to buy something, I think you're buying from me."
"Hehe, isn't this a small profit? I'll buy some things for my family."
"What? Another nest of snow fungus?"
Xiao Yunying kept everyone in suspense: "It should be spreading throughout the city by tomorrow."
"From what you're saying, the things you're selling are quite special."
"I won't tell you anymore, I don't want to scare you."
"Okay, I'll find out myself tomorrow."
Cheng Yue put down her pen, pointed to the fabrics on the shelf, and repeated the colors: "Wait, I'll go to the warehouse and get you some new ones."
"No rush, calculate how much silver it is first."
Cheng Yue was busy calculating on the abacus, while Xiao Yunying waited beside her: "By the way, how much new cotton do you have left? I want to make new cotton-padded clothes for my family."
“We didn’t order much before, and half of it was used just to make cotton clothes and quilts for you. Now we still need to make mattresses, so it’s definitely not enough. The next batch of cotton won’t arrive for another two or three days.”
"Then leave me some, enough for three adult men, three adult women, and six children under ten years old, including today."
Xiao Yunying deliberately exaggerated the size of her nephews and nieces, saying that having too much cotton was fine, as it could be used for other things.
"Okay, my God of Wealth, have you called a car yet?"
“My father and brother are waiting outside. They came in an oxcart. We can move the things later. I want to tie the oxcart to your door first and go buy some things. Could you watch over the things for me? You can move the cloth when I come back.”
"Oh dear, why didn't you let your dad in? You just made him wait outside."
Cheng Yue hurriedly went out the door, saw the people standing next to her, stepped down the steps and gave a curtsy, saying, "This must be Uncle Xiao. I'm so sorry, I didn't know Uncle Xiao was here. I was chatting with Yun Ying in the shop. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Xiao Shan Hai wouldn't return the woman's greeting, waving his hand and saying, "It's nothing, I won't get tired in a little while."
“Dad, this is Sister Cheng Yue. I used to do embroidery for her.”
"You're my daughter's employer. You've helped her a lot before, thank you."
"What do you mean by 'boss'? She's willing to call me 'sister' now, and I'd love to have another little sister like her."
Xiao Yunying said, "Alright, Dad, Sister Cheng Yue, let's stop chatting for now. Let's go buy some things. You keep an eye on the oxcart for me, and you do the accounting. I'll give you the money when we get back."
"Don't worry about leaving it to me."
Xiao Yunying led her father and brother into a jewelry shop on the next street and headed towards the gold jewelry section.
Looking at the room full of glittering gold and silver jewelry, Xiao Shanhai said, "Daughter, are you buying jewelry?"
"I won't buy it; I'll buy it for my mother and my two sisters-in-law."
Xiao Yunbai asked in a low voice, "Little sister, I've been holding back from asking how much silver the tiger sold for."
"Seven hundred taels."
"What! So many!"
Xiao Shanhai patted him on the back: "Quietly, you good-for-nothing."
Xiao Yunying asked the shop assistant to bring out several gold bracelets to look at: "I already said that Young Master Chen is a good person and will definitely give a reasonable price. Father, come and see, should we buy the bracelets or the hairpins?"
“Buy one for yourself, don’t bother buying one for your mother. It’s a waste of money. These things are so expensive, and your mother is too old to wear jewelry.”
"Dad, you have no sense of romance. Let me tell you, women of all ages love jewelry."
Besides, I didn't buy any jade that's fragile and can't be damaged. Gold jewelry can be exchanged for cash when I'm short of money. It's both beautiful and practical, so how could it be a waste of money? Brothers, hurry up and pick one out for your wives too.
Xiao Yunbai rubbed his hands together: "Little sister, then I won't be polite."
Xiao Yunying, with her generous and magnanimous demeanor, said, "No need to be polite, just pick one."
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