Chapter 50: Imitate, but never surpass

Where there is buying, there is selling. Hang Jingshu is not surprised by the emergence of counterfeit products.

Seeing Wang Silan panicking, Hang Jingshu comforted her: "Mom, it's okay. The goods we imported from Chouzhou are much better than the previous ones. They will just copy them. It won't cause any trouble."

In my previous life, Hang Jingshu understood one thing: aesthetics is a very personal thing.

Some people may have good skills and can make things very well by following the instructions, but they lack innovation.

They can imitate these little ornaments, but they can't surpass them for the time being.

Hang Jingshu had asked Wang Silan to go to Chouzhou previously so that when imitations appeared, they would already have newer and better-looking things in their hands.

After hearing what her lady said, Wang Silan gradually calmed down.

She had just returned from Liu Kangyuan's place. Fortunately, Liu Kangyuan was very particular about doing business, so even if someone offered a lower price than Wang Silan, it would be useless to her.

God knows how panicked Wang Silan was when she saw other people selling their products. She had a lot of goods stored at home. If she couldn’t sell them all…

Wang Silan instantly broke out in a sweat on her back.

"Ni, what should we do next?" Wang Silan really had no idea.

My family has been busy with the autumn harvest recently. After harvesting the corn, we have to plant winter wheat. It's a time when we are so busy that we are exhausted.

Every year, Hang Chenggang and Hang Jingshu help. This year, the two children were suddenly not at home, and the couple was finding it difficult to adapt.

What Hang Jingshu is most concerned about is the current situation at home: "Have we harvested all the food?"

Wang Silan nodded repeatedly: "It's finished. Your father and I, plus your eldest brother-in-law, have harvested several acres of land."

"Brother-in-law is here to help too?" This surprised Hang Jingshu.

"Of course," Wang Silan was happier than before when she talked about her eldest son-in-law. "After the brothers separated, your eldest sister and her husband's life became better and better. Every year, they no longer have to look at her mother-in-law's face and dare not come to help."

Hang Jingmei's household registration was no longer agricultural, and the couple had a holiday on October 1st, so they simply went home to help Wang Silan harvest corn and brought back a lot of food.

My little nephew Wang Xiuyuan also experienced the joy of autumn.

Wang Xiangchun was once an educated youth, so he was naturally very experienced in doing work.

In addition, Sister Hang Jingshu and the others were all in good physical condition and capable of working, so it was easy for them to harvest several acres of corn.

Hearing that the family was almost done, Hang Jingshu felt more relieved and gave Wang Silan an idea: "Then put up Sister Yuanyuan's small ornaments first, and then you can start setting up the stall."

Wang Silan nodded, thinking that what the lady said made sense.

Wang Silan was originally very nervous, but when she saw the lady was so confident, she also calmed down.

Well, it's still inconvenient to keep in touch. If there were a mobile phone, Wang Silan wouldn't have to make a trip for these things. The mother and daughter could solve the problem through video call.

Unfortunately, not only does he not have a mobile phone now, he can’t even afford a pager.

Transportation basically relies on walking, and communication basically relies on shouting, which is a true portrayal of the countryside in this era.

Now Wang Silan has a job to do, but Hang Jingshu's goal does not stop there.

There are several million people in Fengcheng. Even if there are a few more stalls selling ornaments, the market will not be saturated for the time being.

In addition to his biological mother Wang Silan, Hang Jingshu also plans to bring his eldest sister Hang Jingmei and second sister Hang Jinghua into the partnership later.

Family members take care of their own family, and the benefits will remain within the family.

Sisters and brothers are close to each other, which is a good fate.

Although my second sister only gave birth to a girl in her previous life, her brother-in-law was always very good to her.

Although xx childbirth has become common these days, certain ideas in the village are still deeply rooted, so there are very few people like Hang Erjie who only have one girl.

One of the basic ideas of people in that era was to give birth to a boy even if they would be punished.

After talking to her daughter, Wang Silan got on the bus back to the village.

It’s an expense every time I go to the city, so it seems that buying a bicycle is the most urgent need.

Hang Jingshu shook his head and counted the money in his hand. Finally, he felt that he had to find some other ways to make money.

While it was still early, Hang Jingshu prepared to go to the post office to mail the letter he wrote to his third brother. In addition, as the weather was getting colder, Hang Jingshu also planned to take some time to knit a sweater for his third brother.

She didn't have to worry about the cotton-padded clothes outside, as Wang Silan must have already started making them. In addition to knitting sweaters, she also knitted a pair of gloves for her brother.

The three-piece winter suit is the simplest nowadays: cotton jacket, cotton pants, and cotton gloves.

Otherwise it would be really cold!

I originally went to the post office with the idea of ​​trying my luck, but unexpectedly I actually found a thick stack of letters from Hang Chenggang addressed to me. I had no idea what was in them.

It was not until after dinner that Hang Jingshu had time to open the envelope and take out the letter. As the letter fell to the ground, there were actually quite a few Zhang Datuan.

Hang Jingshu picked up the pieces that had fallen on the ground and put them together, and there were actually 40 pieces in total.

These days, teachers' salaries are just over a hundred yuan.

Although the tuition for top students is a bit higher, it has only been a month since the third brother arrived in Beijing, and he has already earned so much extra money. It is obvious that he usually does not have any free time for himself.

Hang Jingshu's name was carefully written on the four large reunion notes. It was estimated that the third brother had bought them bit by bit with his spare change.

Holding this money, Hang Jingshu felt his nose sour. How tired must his third brother be...

The letter sent by Hang Chenggang was very simple. He first reminded Hang Jingshu to study hard, and then briefly mentioned his own campus life.

Little sister, I'm waiting for you in Beijing!

Hang Chenggang wrote the last sentence with extra force, and the letter paper was punctured in several places, which shows how much he missed his family.

After reading the letter, Hang Jingshu wiped away his tears and became more determined to go to college. In order to live up to his brother's expectations, he worked hard!

The next day was Saturday. Hang Jingshu took advantage of the few days he was still at home to start preparing some quick breakfasts for the two elderly people.

Speaking of breakfast, fried noodles is definitely the memory of a generation.

Fried noodles are made by frying flour in an iron pan. People who are particular will add brown sugar, sesame seeds and crushed walnut kernels. In the morning, it is brewed with hot water and served with some snacks for a simple breakfast.

The fried noodles look very similar to black sesame paste when brewed, and the older generation especially likes to eat them.

While Hang Jingshu was busy making arrangements at the Yan family, Wang Silan had already set out for the county town to sell things.

This was also what the mother and daughter discussed yesterday. It is only a short distance from the mountain to the county town, so it does not cost money to run to the city. They can sell the goods in the county town first.

Especially today is a big market, it’s a perfect opportunity.

After paying the stall fee, Wang Silan began to display the goods she had prepared. In order to make them look nice, she even prepared a blue cloth mat.

In the sunlight, the colorful hairbands and hairpins with various decorations instantly attracted the attention of all the young girls, wives, aunts and uncles in the market.

In just one hour, all the items on the stall were sold out. Even the nail clippers and small mirrors that Wang Silan thought were hard to sell were snatched away by several people.

Many people who heard the news came with regretful looks on their faces and kept asking Wang Silan whether she would be at the stall in the next market.

Passionate! Too passionate indeed!

Wang Silan was laughing so hard that her hands cramped from counting money!

This small commodity is really profitable!