Chapter 25 Unique
Song Yuntang hummed lightly.
"The analysis makes sense. I will consider it carefully."
"Still considering it?" Song Jinsheng felt as if he had punched cotton. "I thought you were smart, but what else do you have to consider now?"
"Okay." Song Yuntang took the backpack from his shoulders, "Go find a good sister-in-law when you have time. I know my business."
After she finished speaking, she got on the ox cart parked at the entrance of the village.
Song Jinsheng looked at her and said, "Be careful on your way and don't go to remote places."
"knew."
Then he told the old man driving the ox cart, "Uncle Sun, my sister will definitely come back by your ox cart at noon. If she is delayed by something and is late, please wait for her."
Grandpa Sun nodded happily.
"No problem. If there aren't many people on the return trip, I won't mind waiting for another quarter of an hour or two."
Song Jinsheng smiled and said, "Thank you very much, sir."
After watching the ox cart disappear around the corner, he turned and walked home.
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This was Song Yuntang's second time to come to the town. She first went to the blacksmith shop, paid the balance of 500 coins, and got the silver needle she had customized.
Although it is slightly different from what I expected, the blacksmith shop in the town can do it to this level, so it does not affect its use.
After getting the silver needle, she carried the basket on her back and walked towards Chen's Cloth Shop as Zhao had asked her to do.
There were thirteen handkerchiefs in total, and Chen's Cloth Shop charged eight cents for each handkerchief, which made a total of one hundred and four cents. Song Yuntang also looked at it. The handkerchiefs sold by Chen's Cloth Shop were sold for eighteen cents each, and the embroidery of most of the handkerchiefs on display were not as exquisite as those of Zhao's.
This is quite a big profit.
"Eh? Isn't this the... fake daughter of the Lin family?" The visitor's tone was not very good, and he seemed to be gloating. "Why? Are you so poor that you have to sell handkerchiefs to make a living?"
Song Yuntang looked back and saw that it was Jiang Surao, the daughter of the Jiang family on North Street, who was the same age as her.
The Jiang family is a merchant family. Among the four categories of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are ranked last. Although the Jiang family is well off, when Song Yuntang was in the Lin family, she could only be a little follower.
Now that she sees Song Yuntang has fallen on hard times, she's naturally going to step on him to get some revenge.
Looking at Jiang Surao, who was wearing gold and silver, Song Yuntang admitted it generously.
"Yes, I am indeed down and out now, but I work hard every day to make a living, so my life is fulfilling. If Miss Jiang needs a handkerchief, you can ask me to customize it. I guarantee it will be unique."
It's easy to make an enemy.
But given her current situation, offending others without knowing her place will only lead to death.
It would be better to take advantage of the opportunity of getting to know them and squeeze out their value.
Jiang Surao didn't expect Song Yuntang to be so flexible. Looking at the frank, generous and calm Song Yuntang in front of her, she really couldn't hate him anymore.
She raised her chin proudly.
"Let me see your handkerchief."
Song Yuntang picked up a handkerchief from a display case nearby. "Here, this is what I just sent. Miss Jiang, you can take a look at the embroidery. If you are satisfied, I can draw a pattern for you. However, the price is slightly higher than the handkerchiefs that can be bought anywhere outside."
Jiang Surao looked at her in surprise, "You can draw pictures by yourself?"
Song Yuntang smiled, "Life is a necessity. If Miss Jiang is interested, I can draw a drawing first, and then I can customize it if you are satisfied."
How could she draw a pattern?
It just so happens that I am quite good at painting. A handkerchief is just a small piece of cloth, so it is not difficult to draw a few special pictures on it.
Jiang Surao put down the handkerchief in her hand and said, "Okay, follow me."
She brought Song Yuntang to a teahouse diagonally opposite Chen's Cloth Shop, ordered a pot of tea and three snacks and preserved fruits, and asked the waiter to bring writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.
Song Yuntang took off the backpack and put it aside. After grinding the ink, he picked up the brush and started painting.
After a moment, she put down her pen, and a pot of golden chrysanthemums appeared on the paper. However, the most eye-catching thing was not the chrysanthemums, but the chubby cat lying under the chrysanthemums. The way the chubby cat was drawn combined traditional Chinese painting and cartoons, and it looked very cute.
Although it was just a black and white ink painting, Jiang Surao had never seen a kitten in this style before, so she felt it was special the moment she saw it.
“Can this really be embroidered?”
Song Yuntang first put the painting into his arms and said, "If it can be painted, it can be embroidered, and the embroidery will be more colorful and more beautiful."
She was very confident in Zhao's embroidery skills. After all, she had worked in the Lin family's tailor shop before. Her embroidery method was not complicated and was not difficult for Zhao.
"How much is one?"
Song Yuntang raised four fingers, "Forty cents a piece, minimum thirty pieces."
Qiuyue, the maid behind Jiang Surao, said angrily, "Miss Song is really asking for too much. The handkerchiefs in the shop are only 18 cents each, but you are charging 40 cents here, and the minimum order is 30 pieces. Why don't you just go and rob them?"
Song Yuntang smiled faintly, "If robbing money is not against the law, it is not impossible to consider it."
"You!" Qiuyue stamped her feet in anger. She looked at Jiang Surao, "Miss, there are many handkerchiefs outside. Let's not waste time here. In my opinion, she just wants to take advantage of you!"
Song Yuntang looked at Jiang Surao and said seriously, "Not to mention that the pattern of this handkerchief is complicated and requires more colored threads. The pattern on it was drawn by me for Miss Jiang. I can guarantee that it will not appear in the hands of anyone else except Miss Jiang. Of course, it will not be leaked from Miss Jiang's own hands."
Everyone likes to be unique, and Jiang Surao is no exception.
"How long will it take to make thirty handkerchiefs?"
"I can send them to Miss Jiang's house in batches, ten every half a month."
The embroidery area of this kind of handkerchief is a little too large, so it will definitely not be done well if the time is too short, and the task may not be completed. It is safer to extend the time.
"Okay." Jiang Surao agreed.
Qiuyue looked at her in surprise, "Miss, how could you agree to this? She is obviously trying to cheat you out of your money."
"My love is priceless, Qiuyue, give me money." After Jiang Surao said this, she stood up and walked towards the stairs.
Qiuyue took out a few taels of silver from her waist pouch with an unconvinced look on her face and slammed it on the table. After glaring at Song Yuntang, she left angrily with Jiang Surao.
Having earned some money, Song Yuntang naturally wouldn't get angry with a little maid.
Looking at the untouched cakes on the table, she poured herself two cups of tea and drank them, then took a piece of cake to fill her stomach. Then she looked towards the stairs and said, "Waiter, help me pack the cakes. I want to take them away."
"Hey, here it comes!"
The waiter was very quick. In just a moment, Song Yuntang packed the three snacks into the backpack and left the teahouse.
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