Lin Jinyue does indeed intend to expand and strengthen the bamboo pen business.
But right now, none of these people are optimistic about it.
Lin Jinyue ultimately gave up the idea of expanding her bamboo pen business.
They didn't let the people from Chenjia Village go back, but only kept the two of them to do it at their own pace, and then hung it up.
It will at least add one more item to the grocery store's product range.
Lin Jinyue was thinking this, but she didn't expect them to still not leave.
Ji Zixuan looked at the house not far away, feeling itchy to see it, and asked, "Why don't you take us to see that house? What's that big sheet of iron on top?"
Lin Jinyue explained, "This is a water tank."
As she spoke, she led the group to the first-floor toilet, which was not yet completed.
I pressed the flush button.
The water actually flowed out on its own.
Ji Zixuan was stunned: "This, this is so amazing? This looks cleaner and more convenient than a chamber pot."
Lin Jinyue pointed to the bathtub again, "This is where you take a bath, but the hot water system isn't installed yet. Once it's installed, hot water will be available immediately."
She filled the water tank and then pulled out the stopper.
All the water has flowed away.
The young masters were completely stunned by the amazing bathtub.
None of them could speak.
What on earth is this amazing thing?!
For a moment, they had some doubts. Could it be that Lingnan was really too backward and isolated, and could it have completely fallen behind the development of the capital?
Ji Zixuan immediately said, "Yueyue, look at our friendship. Once your house is finished, build one for me. I want a bigger one so I can bring my parents and brother to stay with me for a while."
Lin Jinyue hurriedly said, "No rush, no rush. Once I'm done, you can draw a simple blueprint of the house you want to live in and I'll add the details."
Lin Jinyue thought for a moment and continued, "If you think my little villa is nice, I can design other ones for you."
"But it will cost extra."
Ji Zixuan and the others were even more excited.
It's amazing that I can do it exactly as I want.
*
The next day, Lin Jinyue went to Yunheji Grocery Store.
Unfortunately, the general store didn't have many items to sell. Snail chili oil, coconut oil, chili powder, and Sichuan peppercorn powder were all sold in small quantities, and Lin Jinyue simply packed them in small porcelain jars.
Whether you can snag one depends entirely on luck.
They had already accumulated quite a few bamboo pens, but Boss Cen and the others weren't interested, and Lin Jinyue didn't know if they could sell them.
They simply took them all to the general store to sell.
Even if they couldn't sell them, Lin Jinyue didn't intend to make the two pen makers stop.
Making pens is inexpensive, and her general store doesn't have many kinds of items, so having pens here can at least make up the numbers. It would be best if she could sell them off gradually.
Lin Jinyue delivered the goods and then left.
After she left, the grocery store opened, and many people gathered around it.
Those who arrive early can buy some chili powder and coconut oil to take home, but those who arrive late will find nothing.
"Hey, wait, what shop only stays open for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea? What kind of things can they possibly sell there?"
Qian Guihua was a little shy, but because she was good at accounting, Lin Jinyue arranged for her to work at the general store.
In other words, we have fewer items this month, but once we have more, we'll have to keep track of the accounts, otherwise all the ledgers will become a mess.
Qian Guihua's voice was a little soft, "There are still bamboo pens that haven't been sold. Would you like to take a look?"
At this point, someone asked, "How do you use this?"
Qian Guihua wrote a few words with a bamboo pen, "Use it like this."
One regular customer said, "What's the use of this? It's just a regular pen. Do we really need that many pens?"
"Yeah, isn't that why we came here – to try something new?"
Some guests even wished they could kidnap Lin Jinyue and return her whenever there was enough coconut oil.
Most people were grumbling and cursing, but one person dressed in Bailu Academy attire waited until everyone had left before buying two bamboo pens.
Fang Yanjin returned with two bamboo pens, looking like a thief.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the room, he picked up a knife and used it to cut along the bamboo pen, sharpening the tip.
Then he began to write furiously, copying all the circled parts of the book onto a small, square piece of paper.
While copying, he said, "This pen is really good; the characters it produces are excellent."
*
On the other hand, the general store didn't have many items and was only open for a short time each day, so Qian Guihua would return to Yunhe Village every day.
Every day when he came back, he would talk to Lin Jinyue about the shop in Shawan County, saying that someone was urging him to come back every day.
Lin Jinyue was at a loss for what to do. Everything required manpower, and she was short-staffed.
Lin Jinyue simply gave up, saying, "No rush, we'll take our time."
She originally planned to make pens—all kinds of pens, quill pens, bamboo pens, seashell pens…
After finishing, you can also make notebooks, various stationery items, pencil cases, school bags, and so on.
Those who made stationery in their past lives must have made a lot of money.
It's not just about making money; many of the food and snacks she makes can't be transported and can only be sold in a small area.
However, the purchasing power of a region is limited.
Lin Jinyue wanted to make something that didn't require much technical skill, something she could hire people from other villages to do, and ideally something that could be transported to different places.
Stationery is a good choice.
These items are low-cost, require little technology, are in high demand, and are easy to store.
In ancient times, most scholars were wealthy. They could sell fancy stationery to rich kids, while cheaper items like bamboo pens and straw paper could be given to poor kids.
She can earn all the money.
However, she never expected that making bamboo pens would backfire.
In three days, three bamboo pens, each costing two coins, were sold. One was bought by Qian Guihua to practice calligraphy, and the other two were bought by a scholar.
Apart from that, nobody paid any attention.
Lin Jinyue was a little worried; why couldn't these bamboo pens sell?
Lin Jinyue took another wooden board to Shawan County.
She sat in the teahouse, listening to the storyteller tell stories, while also drawing her own billboard.
Lin Jinyue listed the advantages of bamboo pens one by one, such as making it convenient for children to write, being inexpensive and not easily broken, a bamboo pen can be used for several years, and writing small characters, which saves paper.
Just as she finished drawing, Lin Jinyue saw outside the window a middle-aged man in his thirties chasing a boy all over the street with a cane.
Lin Jinyue smiled and remarked that in ancient times, parents would also use sticks to chase their children when they lost their temper.
The boy ran while shouting, "Dad, Dad, stop hitting me! I'll never do it again, really, I swear!"
"Ouch, that hurts..."
In no time, the boy disappeared.
The middle-aged man was so angry that he started cursing loudly.
But soon, her smile faded.
The middle-aged man was actually cursing Yunheji:
"That damned Yunheji, of all things they could do, they had to make these cheating pens! I'm buying them all today and burning them!"
Lin Jinyue:? ? ?
No, is he sick?
She just wanted to make some cheap and convenient pens to use, what did she do to deserve this?
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