"Not long after winter began, those families couldn't hold on any longer. If Ruyilou hadn't frequently dropped off some wheat bran and rotten vegetable leaves, they would have killed their chickens and eaten their meat long ago!"
Chi Xingyue suddenly realized that the suffering brought by the extreme cold had just begun.
According to the progress in the novel, the temperature was very low in the next two or three years, and only one crop could be planted, with an average harvest.
This food crisis has just begun.
But now is not the time to think about these things. I smiled and thanked Manager Peng for a long time before I got the ten roast chickens as I wished.
Shopkeeper Peng even called Ling Jiheng to the backyard and pointed at a pile of wool and asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to buy this stuff earlier? I saved some for you. Do you want more?"
"Yes, of course!" Ling Jiheng took out some silver and asked Ling Yi and others to move the wool onto the ox cart.
The wool hadn't been washed, it was gray and had a smell.
Baozhu said that this was more exciting than the frozen fish that day.
This time they went out, they drove two ox carts, one for carrying people and the other for carrying people and goods.
Of course, something as smelly as wool cannot be kept together with precious silks.
Ling Jiheng borrowed two wicker baskets from Shopkeeper Peng, stuffed balls of wool into them, and then tied them to the shaft of the cart.
Although it sloshes around a bit, the smell is much less noticeable with the lid on. Out of sight, out of mind.
The car swayed slowly towards home, and soon arrived at the door of a large blue brick and tile house.
Chi Xingyue sent the roast chicken to the kitchen and asked Aunt Taohua to heat it up in the evening as a snack for everyone.
As for the satin, it was sent directly to Tinglan Courtyard.
There are few people here and many empty rooms, making it the perfect place to use as a factory.
Shu Muyun didn't expect that Chi Xingyue only went out for a stroll and brought back orders for more than 60 sets of horse-faced skirts, including the materials.
The labor cost alone can earn you several hundred taels of silver!
He's really good at making money!
Since they are so sincere, then... just do it for them first!
Shu Muyun’s cooking skills are pretty good, as are Nanny Chen and Aunt Taohua.
Xiaohe, Baozhu, Qinglu and Xing'er are still young. They can do some mending of socks or something, but they have never tried making clothes.
On the contrary, elders such as Geng Suhua, Liang Zhijun and Ge Jinglan were taught by female teachers in their families since childhood. They had some knowledge of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they were outstanding in needlework.
To make a skirt, all you need is a blueprint and a sample, and we can replicate it for you with just a few glances.
Therefore, Chi Xingyue never thought of opening a shop based on this idea. Any craftsman can plagiarize your ideas without being protected by law.
Can you put in all the effort and energy you put in?
It would be better to make a quick buck and call it a day, just like before. It would be easier, and no one would envy you.
Even if someone is jealous, they have to think carefully before taking action. After all, as long as the Ling family survives, there will be endless money-making ideas.
If they figure out any of these, they can make a lot of money elsewhere.
Of course, if the whole family is involved, then the girls cannot be excluded.
Chi Xingyue picked out a few pieces of the lowest quality cotton cloth from the cellar and gave them to them so that they could practice.
Learning to make clothes is both simple and difficult.
If you don't care about quality, you can make a piece of clothing that can cover your body by learning a little tailoring.
But if you want clothes that are exquisite, high-quality, and independently designed and patterned, it will take at least two or three years.
This is just a piece of clothing.
In the Yong Dynasty, wealthy families loved embroidery, and even the simplest needlework required several years of study before one could become a master.
Not to mention those unique arts such as Suzhou embroidery and Hunan embroidery. Even if you have talent, you have to learn them for more than ten years. Without talent, you will never be able to learn them in your lifetime.
Chi Xingyue didn't expect them to be able to master it after just two days of tinkering. After all, they were making it for wealthy families and there was no room for any mistakes.
It would be great if I could lend a hand and reduce the burden on our elders.
After Shu Muyun got the body shape data of the women from the Liu and Bai families, he excitedly went to discuss it with his two sisters-in-law and one sister-in-law.
The four women gathered in the east room of Tinglan Courtyard and chattered, making Ling Weicun feel embarrassed to stay, so he went to find his son to keep him company.
Ling Weiyuan and Ling Weicheng had nothing to do, so they came over to drink tea. Listening to the sounds coming from next door, they not only did not find it noisy, but rather a bit pleasant.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen my wife so energetic for a long time.
Chi Xingyue was exhausted after going out.
He went to the ear room, washed his hands, soaked his feet, took off his thick cotton jacket, and hid under the quilt to sleep.
It might be the nap gene ingrained in northerners that caused Chi Xingyue to sleep until the evening.
It was dark outside the window, and even darker inside. Although it wasn't pitch dark, it was almost as dark as groping in the dark.
Chi Xingyue opened her confused eyes, but before she could recover, she saw Ling Jiheng stand up and light the oil lamp.
She sank her consciousness into space and found that it was only half past five. She muttered, "It's already so dark. Isn't it past the winter solstice?"
Should I say it or not? Someone who just woke up was confused. It was like this every evening, but she had to ask today.
Ling Jiheng explained: "The sky is indeed getting brighter, but without the sun and with thick clouds, it gives the illusion that it gets dark very early."
Chi Xingyue said "hmm" and stopped talking.
He rubbed his eyes, took a cup of tea from the space, drank it, and gradually came to his senses.
I put on my cotton jacket and went out for dinner, and found that the elders were all in Tinglanyuan, reluctant to leave.
The old lady asked Shunzi to go over and urge them several times before a group of women who were addicted to making clothes reluctantly put down their work and followed them to Rongsiyuan.
Looking at the honey-roasted chicken in the middle of the table, my stomach rumbled and I remembered that I hadn't had a drop of water or a drop of rice the whole afternoon and I was starving.
I hurriedly sat down and waited anxiously for the meal to start.
Xiaohe, Shunzi, and Aunt Taohua took turns serving dishes from the small kitchen. No one said a word and just focused on eating.
After finally filling his stomach, Shu Muyun wiped his mouth and went to Tinglanyuan again.
Chi Xingyue stopped her and said, "Mom, it's already evening, needlework is bad for your eyes.
The women from the Bai and Liu families said that as long as the dress is beautiful, it doesn't matter if it's delivered a few days later. We're not in a hurry, ah!"
Shu Muyun sat down and couldn't help laughing when he thought of his crazy behavior this afternoon.
"I just haven't found my direction in a long time, and I'm feeling a bit pent up. It's okay, I won't do it anymore. I'll do it after I wake up tomorrow!"
Geng Suhua and Liang Zhijun rubbed their stiff necks and said that they were old and their energy could not keep up.
But compared with the women in the village, they are already very young.
What's more, with Chi Xingyue's spiritual spring water for conditioning, his health will only get better and better.
The old lady also comforted them: "The family is not short of money, so why do you have to work so hard? Take it easy and don't cause trouble for Doctor Cheng!"
Doctor Cheng, who even ate while reading the Medical Sage's Notes, raised his wrinkled face and said in bewilderment, "Madam, you're looking for me?"
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