"I really don't want to eat this anymore!" Bai Nuo was a little helpless when she saw the old woman stuff the clam meat back into her mouth. What was the point of this back and forth? If she wanted to eat it, she would have eaten it already.
"I've eaten, and A-Yu has eaten too. You're the only one who hasn't eaten yet. Hurry up and try it, it's delicious." Bai Nuo smiled and stuffed the bowl back into the old woman's hands. "If you're not going to eat it, just throw it away. Remember to throw it far away so no one can see it." As she spoke, Bai Nuo picked up the clothes in the old woman's hands and examined them carefully. She touched them and squeezed them with her hands. Well, it was cotton cloth, which was better than linen, but not silk.
"Such good stuff, how can it be thrown away? What a waste! I'll eat it, I'll eat it, okay?" As soon as the old woman heard Bai Nuo say that it was going to be thrown away, she couldn't bear to part with it and quickly started eating. As soon as it entered her mouth, she was attracted by the delicious taste of the river clam meat. "What is this? The taste is so special..." It tasted different from the pork and chicken she had eaten before. While the old woman was talking, she took a few more bites.
"I caught some river clam meat in the river," Bai Nuo said casually. "If you like it, let's eat some river delicacies every day." It was almost impossible to expect Bai Dalin to provide them with good food.
"Grandma, is your needlework very good?" Grandma was eating, while Bai Nuo was carefully examining the unfinished garment. The stitches were very tight, showing how meticulous and skilled the person who made the garment was.
The old woman placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table next to her and smiled. "Your grandfather passed away early, and I became a widow when I was young, raising your father alone. At that time, your father was young and in poor health. What could a woman like me do? I could only do needlework. Your father was raised on needlework, so I became good at it after doing it so much."
"Grandma, can you teach me?" Bai Nuo put the clothes back, sat down next to the grandma, and rested her head on the grandma's shoulder, rubbing against her. "I want to learn this."
Bai Nuo had an idea in an instant. In that instant, she knew what to do. It would be a pity to let the old lady's skills go to waste.
Let her inherit Grandma's mantle!
"What? You want to learn? Didn't you hate doing this the most?" The old woman looked at her with amusement. In the past, when she was asked to do needlework, she would always prick her finger, and once she pricked her finger, she wouldn't want to do it anymore. "Didn't you used to be always afraid of pricking your finger?"
The original body is the original body, but she is herself. Although she has never done needlework before, she believes that under the guidance of her grandmother, she can do it well.
"Let's not talk about the past, Grandma. Just tell me if you're willing to teach me?" Bai Nu pouted and looked at her grandmother, whose face was full of wrinkles and looked exceptionally kind and gentle.
“I will teach you. If you want to learn, of course I am willing to teach you,” the old woman said. Given their family’s situation, every penny was in Chen Qiuling’s hands. If Bai Nuo and her brother had a way to make a living, she would be at ease and could die in peace.
"But..." The old woman hesitated, "We have no needles and thread, and no cloth." The cloth they had was only what other people didn't want, so how easy was it for them to learn something?
"Grandma, as long as you're willing to teach me, that's fine. Leave the rest to me." Bai Nuo said confidently, not worried about the problem at all.
"By the way, what brings you here?" the old woman asked. She noticed that her granddaughter had changed a lot. No matter what she did or said, she was different from before. Before, she would always come to see her and cling to her for no reason, but now she only came to see her when she had something to ask.
"I want to ask Grandma if she has any red string." Bai Nuo said quickly, taking out the pearls and spreading them out in her palm towards Grandma. "I have a few beads and I want to make a bracelet."
"What kind of beads are these? Where did they come from? I've never seen such beautiful beads before at my age!" The old woman was stunned when she saw the beads in Bai Nuo's palm. The beads were all different colors and dazzling.
"The pearl came from the bowl of meat you just ate." Bai Nuo looked at the pearl in her hand, becoming more and more satisfied, and couldn't help but reveal a smug smile.
"Yes!" The old woman's mind was exceptionally quick. She thought of making bracelets out of these beads and selling them. Young girls would like them. That's what the old woman thought, so she said it. She was also quite regretful, "There are too few beads. It would be great if there were more of each."
We can make several bracelets.
Right then and there, the old woman rummaged through her belongings and found several red strings for Bai Nuo. She even helped Bai Nuo make a bracelet. With the old woman's help, Bai Nuo felt a little more relaxed and went to drill holes in the pearls.
Unlike modern times, ancient times were not as advanced and convenient as they are now. Bai Nuo could only work very carefully. It took her half an hour to finish making the five beads. By the time she finished, her grandmother had also finished. So they strung the beads onto the red string, and the pearl bracelet was completed.
"It's so beautiful!" Bai Nuo picked it up and nodded in satisfaction. But her satisfaction didn't last long before she started to worry. She had the bracelet, but she didn't know how to sell it.
She didn't even know how to get to town. To sell this, she'd have to go to town, right? "Grandma, do you know how to get to town?"
"Of course I know!" The old woman saw Bai Nuo's expression and couldn't help but smile. "I've lived in this place for decades, and there's no place I haven't been."
Bai Nuo immediately looked at the old woman expectantly, "Please give me directions."
The grandmother and granddaughter plotted for a while, figuring out the best time to go without being discovered by Bai Dalin and his group. After waiting for several days, Bai Nuo finally got his chance.
Bai Dalin went out early, and Chen Qiuling was resting in her room. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was home at this time, Bai Nuo secretly slipped out.
The original owner's only advantage—a good memory—was inherited by her. She can now remember things very quickly. After the old woman told her the route once, Bai Nuo remembered it. It took her half an hour to get to the destination.
To be honest, Zhedi Village is not a poor village. At least the people there don't go hungry, but their standard of living is just above the subsistence level. The town, on the other hand, is much more prosperous.
Shops and stalls occupied both sides of the street. The street was paved with stone slabs and was very wide. Bai Nuo saw three carriages pass by side by side on this road without hitting anyone.
Restaurants, jewelry stores, grocery stores selling grains and oils, and fabric shops selling clothes and cloth filled the street. There were many pedestrians on the street, and they were all well-dressed. The street was bustling with noise and a lively scene.
Bai Nuo looked at her own clothes and then at other people's, feeling unusually inferior. After looking around the street for a while, Bai Nuo went into a fabric store.
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