No matter how good Su Mu's craftsmanship is, this woven basket is not worth much.
Any farmer can weave it, but the appearance and quality may be a little worse, but it is completely sufficient for them.
If it was valuable, Su Mu would not have been arranged by Su Yun to do hard labor every day. He would have been forced to weave baskets every day and sell them at the market.
Lin Mo, however, did not feel happy. He looked at Lin Mo's hands, which had become rougher, with heartache. He suppressed the pain and praised him, "Little Wood, your hands are really clever. But I have been following you every day these days. When did you go to the back mountain to pick wolfberries?"
Su Mu's ears blushed with shyness at the compliment, and she said a little embarrassedly, "I picked all the wolfberries in the mountains when you were not around. It's because I haven't been there recently that I haven't picked many."
Seeing that Su Mu was really happy, Lin Mo didn't say anything more.
He stretched out his big hand, took the backpack from Su Mu's back, and easily threw it on his back.
She naturally held Su Mu's hand, stroking the rough calluses on his palm, and smiled brightly: "Then let's go to the market to sell things first. Lu Amo, you will be responsible for supervising their studies. If anyone slacks off, he will be punished by having only steamed buns to eat today and no vegetables."
"Don't worry, Lin Mo, we won't be lazy! We will definitely study hard!"
Wang Gangtie immediately raised his hand, his eyes firm and his tone serious.
For them, the meals they had during these few days at the Lin family were simply the best they had ever had in their short life of more than a decade.
Especially her, she has a physique that is prone to gaining weight, and she has gained weight again because she has eaten too well recently.
After leaving the Lin family courtyard, Su Mu retracted his hand. Lin Mo's rubbing made his palm itchy, and he began to see familiar villagers on the road.
Although the two of them were sure of their feelings, they were too embarrassed to walk around holding hands in such a blatant manner.
Following the path behind the mountain, the two of them went down and arrived at the market at the entrance of the village.
The market at the entrance of the village started early, and the two of them came here after breakfast. It was the busiest time of the day with people coming and going.
This was the first time that Lin Mo came to the village entrance on a market day. The market here was similar to the streets in the town.
However, most of the vendors on both sides carry baskets or spread a piece of cloth.
Some people even sit on the ground, put out the things they want to sell and start hawking their wares.
Most of the people coming and going are familiar villagers, so in addition to the noisy hawking sounds, there are also a lot of laughter and gossip.
Su Mu was obviously very familiar with such scenes. He shyly pulled Lin Mo's sleeve.
He led Lin Mo all the way to the back and finally stopped at an open space with fewer people.
There were already a few people setting up stalls there, but from a distance one could only see an open cloth bag and an open bamboo basket.
Only when he got closer did Lin Mo see clearly that one was selling dried mushrooms and the other was selling small brown fruits.
As soon as Su Mu arrived at the place, he quickly spread out his bamboo basket and poured the dried wolfberries into the basket.
He also carefully spread the wolfberries evenly, trying to make them look better.
After everything was ready, Su Mu took out a square cloth from his arms and spread it on the compacted ground.
Then he waved to Lin Mo: "Lin Mo, come here."
Lin Mo walked over blankly, and under Su Mu's command, the two of them sat cross-legged on the ground.
The two vendors on his left and right kept hawking their wares, but Lin Mo had not yet recovered from the novelty.
Then I heard Su Mu beside me say quietly: "Selling bamboo baskets, only five cents each, and sun-dried wolfberries, only ten cents."
Lin Mo's pupils dilated in shock. If he understood correctly, the half basket of wolfberries that Su Mu had worked so hard to dry only cost ten cents, plus the backpack. Even if he sold everything, the most he could get was forty cents.
Su Mu cut bamboo, split it into pieces, and weave these things into shape. Not counting the time, just looking at the labor, Lin Mo thinks it is not cost-effective. No wonder Wang Gangtie said that these things are not worth the money.
It takes time and manpower, and the product cannot be sold at a high price.
At this moment, a woman happened to walk past the stall, and Su Muwen's calm voice rang out, "Aunt, take a look at the backpack. This year's new bamboo backpack is very sturdy and can be used for many years."
The woman stopped walking when she heard that. Su Mu's eyes flashed with joy, and his voice became a little more enthusiastic: "Aunt, do you want to buy one? It's only five cents each."
The woman bent down to look at the backpack that Su Mu mentioned, and even put it on the ground and bumped it. It was indeed very sturdy. The color of the backpack was still green, and it was obvious that it was made of newly cut bamboo.
But the woman didn't buy it. She just looked at it and left. Su Mu's eyes dimmed visibly.
But soon his eyes flickered with anticipation and hope. Whenever someone passed by or stopped by, he would patiently and gently introduce the place to them in detail.
Lin Mo looked at Su Mu calmly, listening to his unhurried voice, and watching his expression that was sometimes hopeful and sometimes lonely, he felt inexplicably happy.
It was the first time he saw Su Mu with so many emotions, it was very tempting.
Soon, with Su Mu's persistent shouting, one backpack and one bamboo basket were sold.
The people I met later kept trying to lower the price, wishing they could take everything away for just five copper coins.
A young man continued, "Brother Mu, we're all from the same village. Just lower the price a bit. Eight copper coins and you can sell me a backpack and a basket. It's not a loss."
Su Mu shook her head, her face full of reluctance, and said seriously: "Five cents is already the lowest price. I can't give you your price."
It was still early, and Su Mu had his own plans in mind.
This is the time when the market is busiest, so things definitely cannot be sold at a low price.
If it is noon and there are few people in the market and the product still has not been sold, he will consider selling it at this price.
The man continued to lobby, as if he was determined to get Su Mu's backpack.
After a few words, Su Mu was a little overwhelmed.
Lin Mo smiled, stretched out his big hand, and took Su Mu's woven backpack from the man.
He said: "This big brother is joking. From what you said, you seem to be acquainted with Mu Ge'er, so you must know it.
Mu'er's craftsmanship is excellent, and the bamboo baskets he weaves are both delicate and sturdy. If this price were sold in town, it would be sold for ten or so wen. If I sell it to you for five wen each, I'm selling it at a loss."
The man glanced at Lin Mo and saw that he was well-spoken and handsome, so he immediately guessed his identity.
The disdain on his face immediately turned into flattery. The village will gather people to build the river embankment tomorrow.
Many people at the Linjia construction site have only one able-bodied laborer in their families.
By then, perhaps many people will quit their jobs, and he will have the opportunity to work at the Lin family construction site. Naturally, he will not dare to offend Lin Mo.
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