"I, can I do it?" Sister Fang hesitated.
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "Of course you can do it, I'll give you guidance."
The other people in the family felt something was wrong when they saw the brother and sister whispering to each other. Fang Zhiyi always ordered his sister around, so why did he suddenly change his temper?
That day, Sister Fang threw away the handicraft work she had taken on from the factory and started making some small things according to the drawings drawn by Fang Zhiyi.
The key bag, hair band and coaster were made of floral fabric and wool. Fang Zhiyi just drew a pattern, and Fang Jie made it almost right after a few attempts. Fang Zhiyi called her a genius in the handicraft industry.
Next came the dolls drawn by Fang Zhiyi, in the shapes of little bears and little fish, which were no problem for Sister Fang.
Sister Fang gradually lost herself in Fang Zhiyi's praise.
"What are you still standing there for! Bring me the materials!"
Fang Zhiyi received a slap on the back and immediately stood up to look for materials.
Seeing this scene, the elder of the Fang family who was not far away was stunned. Even the elder sister of the Fang family did not react until after the beating. She asked hesitantly, "Little brother, does it hurt?"
Fang Zhiyi turned around: "Huh? What?"
Seeing that he didn't care, Sister Fang suddenly laughed.
The next day, there was a new girl named Fang at the stall. Fang Zhiyi said she wanted to let her feel for herself how popular her food was.
"Oh, this is good! I bought it yesterday..." The gangster who was acting as a shill came up and started praising it, but before he could say two words, Fang Zhiyi glared at him.
He also saw clearly what was displayed on the stall.
"Buy it for my little niece! She loves it!"
Fang Zhiyi nodded, this guy has a future.
"What is this?" A young girl came forward.
Fang Zhiyi didn't say anything, but turned to look at his sister.
Seeing Fang Zhiyi staring at her, Sister Fang understood what he meant. He wanted her to introduce him. She gritted her teeth and blushed, "This is a small bag for keys. You can put your keys in it."
The girl nodded: "This looks good, how much is it?"
Sister Fang subconsciously looked at her father Fang Zhiyi, and Fang Zhiyi smiled at her.
"Well, if you like, give me..."
Fang Zhiyi answered: "One dollar."
"Ah?" The girl looked up. "So expensive?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled and said, "I haven't finished yet. Two for one dollar, two for one."
The girl did the math and looked a little surprised. "That's a good deal. Give me two of these key bags, no, I want the two-dollar one, and a hair band, one of these little bears, and a coaster."
Sister Fang's eyes widened. She worked honestly and never thought about selling things herself. Seeing that she had just handed in one, she couldn't help but feel excited.
"Sister, collect the money."
Fang Zhiyi stood there without moving.
"Oh, okay."
She had experience in handicrafts and had stayed up late last night, using up almost all the materials Fang Zhiyi had brought back. Once she got the hang of it, making these little things became relatively simple.
As the girl left, more people gathered around. Most of the customers were children or two women, and occasionally there were men buying for their wives or two daughters.
The items on the stall were not sold out until the afternoon.
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