Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang, who was standing nearby, quickly nudged Jin Shu's arm.
"This color won't sell well. Young women these days don't like black; something brighter is better!"
Brighter colors attract more attention.
Jin Shu replied with a single sentence.
"It's alright, black is the natural base color."
"Did you see this quote in a magazine?"
"uh-huh."
This sentence is also true.
Jin Shu has an exceptional learning ability; she has already memorized the contents of those magazines.
Finally, the two of them came out carrying two large bags of fabric each.
It only cost ten yuan in total.
Of course, ten yuan is not a small amount of money; people in the countryside can only earn a dozen yuan a month.
But considering the final selling price of these fabrics, ten yuan is really a bargain.
When they rode the tractor home, everyone in the village stared at the two large bags they were carrying.
"I just saw you selling things on the street, lace, right?"
Most people come here to sell things: vegetables they grow themselves, eggs they collect, and shoe soles they mend—these are all in high demand in town.
So naturally, people noticed the booming business at Jin Shu's stall.
Some people even squeezed over to join the fun, only to find out the price was outrageous—a tiny cloth patch cost three cents!
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell it's made from scraps. Those scraps aren't worth much, but with a little decoration, they can sell for such a good price, and most importantly, so many people are willing to buy them.
Seeing that the two girls had made money, some people on the bus couldn't sit still any longer.
"These lace patterns aren't difficult to make, so why do so many people like them?"
"It's not difficult, just try it yourself."
"I see that what you're making isn't enough to sell, so why don't I make some too? Anyway, yours sells well, so I can put them on your stall and sell them together, how about that?"
The speaker was a woman in her forties who looked like she was sixty. She usually did some handicrafts and would go to town with a tractor every ten days or so to earn a living by selling the shoe soles she made herself.
I can only earn three to five yuan a month at most.
After all, anyone can make shoe soles, and they're not worth much money.
Seeing how well Jin Shu's lace was selling today, she felt an itch in her heart, like a cat was scratching at her.
When she brought it up, the other women in the car all chimed in.
"Yeah, it doesn't look too difficult. Let's do it together and earn some extra money for our household expenses by following the young people!"
One after another, they spoke with such an air of self-righteousness.
Xiao Wang couldn't hold back his words, and after glancing at Jin Shu, he spoke up directly.
"You can do whatever you want and sell it yourselves. We only sell what we make ourselves."
"What's wrong with helping them sell? You guys sell so well anyway, you can sell another sackful."
"no……"
Before she could finish speaking, Jin Shu pulled her aside and slowly began to speak.
"You can do it if you want, but first of all, your skills must be up to par, and the designs you make can't be bad."
Secondly, once it's done, sell it directly to me.
Otherwise, there's no point in discussing it.
"Sell it to you? How much?"
"Two for one cent."
"Two for one cent?! You're selling them for three cents each! Don't think I don't know, you're ripping people off!"
Jin Shu's expression remained unchanged, and her tone was indifferent.
"If you think it's a scam, then there's no point in talking."
"They cheat people from their own village; these two girls are really obsessed with money."
Jin Shu smiled slightly.
"Even if you want to sell it to me in the future, I won't buy it."
"Dream on! I'll make it myself and sell it on the street!"
"Okay, then give it a try."
When they got home, Xiao Wang took Jin Shu back to his place.
She wasn't a local; she was assigned to work as an accountant here after graduating from high school. The village specially reserved a room for her, and when Jin Shu went in, she found it was more comfortable than her own room.
"That auntie is probably going to do it herself now. Won't that steal our business?"
"Business is not something you can steal. Once there's a way to make money, people will flock to it one after another. That's unavoidable."
"Well, I thought we could make a lot of money from this."
"Making big money requires brains, stop overthinking."
"Let's calculate today's money first. It's about fifty or sixty yuan. Let me see."
He took out all the money, counted it one by one, stacked the ten-yuan bills into a pile and tied them up. In the end, he actually stacked seven piles.
"Guess how much we made today?! Seventy-eight yuan and thirty-five cents! Adding the money we just spent on raw materials, we made over eighty yuan today!"
That's incredible! It's equivalent to what a factory worker in town earns in two months!
Xiao Wang was beaming with excitement; she had never seen so much money before.
Even as the village accountant, I rarely get to see so many at once.
"Here you go, you've installed it."
Jin Shu took the money and gave Xiao Wang twenty-five.
"Here are three portions for you. I'll have to trouble you for the next few days."
"I don't want so much. I didn't do anything, I just shouted a few words from the side. You did all the work, how can I take so much?"
"Take it. This business can last for a while, so it's better to have a clear plan from the beginning."
Jin Shu barely spoke today; it was all Xiao Wang's doing. Xiao Wang's eloquence played a significant role and saved Jin Shu a lot of energy.
"Shall we go again tomorrow?"
"go."
"How many have you collected? I feel that even if I sit still all day, I can only make twenty or thirty of those exquisite lace pieces. Why don't I make some for you?"
"No need, we'll talk about it later."
Now customers are drawn to her craftsmanship, a skill that takes decades to develop.
Asking Xiao Wang for help will inevitably result in some substandard products being mixed in, and whoever buys them will feel uncomfortable.
The most important thing now is to ensure consistent quality.
Of course, this is something Jin Shu learned from a magazine.
Indeed, the saying "Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles" has remained true throughout history.
It was already past 2 p.m. when we got home. My youngest brother was playing in the yard. He was a little shy when he saw Jin Shu, not as enthusiastic as he was at the dinner table.
Jin Shu had no experience interacting with children, but seeing that he was round-faced and somewhat cute, she reached out and waved to him.
"come over."
Jinhe ran over there excitedly.
Then Jin Shu gave him an oil paper package, and before he even opened it, he could smell the enticing sweet aroma emanating from inside.
"Peach shortbread!"
"Okay, eat up."
"My sister is so kind!"
Jin Shu smiled, picked up her things and was about to go back to her room when Jin He called out.
"Sister, here, I picked it up from the ground."
Looking back, the child was holding an envelope, which was tightly sealed with glutinous rice paste and looked bulging with what appeared to be a lot of stuff inside.
Jin Shu took it and glanced at the name on the envelope.
Jin Yin.
Look at how crooked and messy these characters are; they must have been written by the owner of the village store.
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