Ever since An Jingzhi announced that the villagers would collectively make clothes, the status of men in the village has collectively declined.
All the women in the village who knew how to make clothes put down what they were doing and concentrated on making clothes, so most of the housework fell into the hands of the men in the village.
There's no other way. Women have to make money. If they don't do this job, who will? I can't make as much money as my wife, so don't I know how to help with other things at home?
The dishes were cooked, but the taste was hard to describe. However, after persisting for half a month, I got used to it and at least it was edible.
Nowadays, apart from some elders, the man with the highest status in the village is An Jingzhi.
When he had nothing to do on weekdays, he would move a stool and chat with his grandmother while she made clothes.
The others were responsible for making clothes, and he was responsible for listening to others chat about him, mainly praising An Jingzhi on a daily basis, and listening to them complain about how clumsy the men in their families were.
Every day, someone comes to the An family to chat with Grandma An and other aunts and uncles. An Jingzhi's mother is not good at needlework, so she and the men are responsible for the housework.
When An's mother prepared dinner and invited her family, most of the villagers had left. They would leave at mealtime every day. Every household had a limited amount of food, and no one would be so tactless as to stay and eat for free.
At the dinner table, Grandma An said worriedly: "Jingzhi, we have a lot of clothes piled up at home. When are you going to sell them?
Today, several people in the village told me that the clothes are piled up here and can't be sold. They are a little anxious. They are afraid that if they make too many, they won't be able to sell them. Some people dare not make them anymore.
An Jingzhi told these people in advance that they would only start dividing the money after the clothes were sold. He had already accumulated a batch of clothes, and he was planning to take people out to buy some first.
"Grandma, get ready tomorrow. The day after tomorrow I'll take people to the provincial capital to sell them. I originally thought there weren't enough clothes and they wouldn't be enough for a busy day, so I didn't start selling. Now that I've saved up almost enough, let's start selling."
Grandma An felt relieved when she heard this. "It's good that you know what's going on. I don't know much either. I can only help your aunts and uncles check your pants."
An Jingzhi said: "Grandma, you are really helping me out! I don't understand these things, and if you don't help me watch over them, I won't know whether it's good or bad. If we ruin our reputation, we won't be able to continue."
Grandma An was very happy with what An Jingzhi said. Although she knew that her grandson was exaggerating, she felt very warmed to be coaxed by her grandson like this.
As the An family's clothes piled up more and more, the villagers began to feel uneasy.
When they heard An Jingzhi say that he was going to take people out to sell clothes, they immediately became very excited. They all looked forward to An Jingzhi selling all the clothes so that they could continue to do their business with peace of mind.
An Jingzhi checked this batch of clothes. Grandma An had a sharp eye. She would send back any pair of pants that failed to meet the standards to be remade. If a pair failed to meet the standards three times in a row, she would not allow it to be made again.
But so far no one has been beaten back a second time.
In addition to taking his friend Fang Dagang with him, An Jingzhi also brought two other young men from the village, one named Lin Hui and the other named Ji Jianguo.
These two families were in a more difficult situation than the others, and the two men were also more clever. He chose these two so that they could continue the business after he went to school.
The An family looked reluctant and said, "Jingzhi, be careful on the road."
Lin Hui's father said sternly, "Jingzhi, if Xiaohui does anything wrong, just beat him up. Come back and tell uncle, and I'll give him a beating for you."
When An Jingzhi informed the Lin family that he wanted to take Lin Hui out to sell clothes together and gave them 30 yuan, the whole family happily agreed as if pie had fallen from the sky.
Who doesn't know that An Jingzhi is a man of great ambition? Going out with him would not only bring them money, but also allow them to learn more from him. If they could learn even a little bit of his skills, they wouldn't have to dig for food in the dirt like them in the future.
Lin Hui was happily packed up and sent to An Jingzhi, and they even said they could beat and scold him as they pleased.
Lin Hui was also as happy as a fool. He spent the whole night imagining the colorful big city that An Boyou had told him about.
Ji Jianguo's situation was naturally the same as Lin Hui's. He got on a ox cart and left the village with a red face, accompanied by the envious gazes of other young people in the village.
The cart had gone a long way, but the people here had not left yet. Only after they could no longer see the vague shadow of the ox cart did they return to the village with a sense of loss.
The women in the village put down their work of making pants and started to busy themselves with some household chores. In the past half month, although the men in the family were also in charge of the affairs, men were not as meticulous as women after all.
The women looked a little messy. Before the pants were sold, they had no intention of continuing and simply busy themselves with things at home and outside.
Everyone in the village was looking forward to An Jingzhi and the five of them bringing good news.
This time, because they had to carry too many things, Village Chief Fang specially borrowed an extra ox cart from the neighboring village, which was just big enough to pull the pile of pants. Village Chief Fang and his eldest son dragged the ox cart to send An Jingzhi and the other six to the bus station. This time they planned to take a bus. After all, taking the train was a bit inconvenient, and the bus was closer.
After arriving at the bus station, while no one could react, An Jingzhi quickly led them to throw all the luggage onto the roof of the bus.
Someone on the roof took their luggage and tied it up tightly. After seeing that there was no problem, An Jingzhi took the five people into the car, bought tickets and found seats.
They arrived earlier and had seats, but more and more people got on later and there was no place to put their luggage, so they had to bring everything on the bus and squeeze in.
The three An Jingzhi brothers were better off sitting in the back, but Lin Hui, Ji Jianguo and Fang Dagang, who were sitting in the front, couldn't help but vomit several times.
At first they thought the road ahead was better than the one behind, but now they were filled with regret and finally arrived at their destination at 1:30 in the morning after staggering.
It was inconvenient for An Jingzhi to carry five people with so many bags, so he could only eat something quickly and then rush to the largest square nearby.
This time he plans to sell it in a different place, but it's not far from the place where he sold it last time. There are more couples coming here, and many young people on dates will choose to come here for a walk.
An Jingzhi was already wearing a white shirt and jeans. When he asked others to wear them too, they waved their hands and said that each one would cost 30 yuan.
That’s right, An Jingzhi has raised the price. How can the quality of pure handmade products be compared with that of machines?
It was only after An Jingzhi's repeated requests that she put it on with excitement. Who doesn't like wearing new clothes?
This time, An Boyou and Fang Dagang found two poles with ease. After fixing the poles, they asked Lin Hui and Ji Jianguo to tie the ropes they brought to the two ends.
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