Chapter 59 Heartache (asking for monthly ticket)
The scholar has been reading and writing for many years, and his body is not as strong as that of an ordinary person who does physical work. Although it is not particularly strenuous for him to carry these things at this moment, he has exhausted all his strength and walks a little slowly.
The sight of him carrying a bag on his back and holding a box in his hands attracted some surprise from the people around him. They couldn't help but ask, "Brother Kang, what are you doing? Why did you buy so many bags?"
"Yes, we have bags and boxes for daily use, why do we need to spend money to buy them?"
"This bag is different. It doesn't leak water. If I'm going to take an exam or travel, I don't have to worry about my bag getting wet in the rain. I thought it was both rare and practical, so I bought one," Kang Yinian replied. "As a result, Brother Li and Brother Du also wanted one, so I brought it back to them."
A watertight sac?
That's really practical.
Not to mention other things, just on the way to the exam, I had to go through so many storms. I was not afraid of sleeping in the open air, but I was afraid of rainy days. I was not afraid of my clothes getting wet, but I was afraid of the pens, ink, paper, and books I brought with me getting wet.
If this was a watertight bag, there wouldn't be this kind of worry.
After hearing what Kang Yinian said, some people asked where they could buy the waterproof bag. When they heard that it was at the entrance of Wende Academy, they went there in groups of two or three to have a look.
Word spread quickly, and soon many scholars came to the gate of Wende Academy with Jiang Mixia, Jiang Youcheng and Song Jingyun.
After carefully examining the workmanship of the bag, testing its waterproofness, and even trying out the comfort of carrying it, many people decided to buy it.
Anyway, a bag is a must-have when going out, so why not just buy a waterproof one?
What's more, the price of this bag is quite reasonable.
The boxes of goods that Jiang Mixia and his friends brought were quickly sold out.
Those who didn’t buy the product but wanted to buy it paid a deposit to Jiang Mixia and agreed to have it delivered in half a month.
After staying at the gate of Wende College for an hour, Jiang Mixia received twenty orders.
As for those who want to place another order, Jiang Mixia said that the order is full this time and they can place another order when the next delivery comes.
On the way back, Song Jingyun was munching on black sesame cake with a smile on his face.
My wife is right. This black sesame cake is really delicious! The chestnut cake is also delicious.
Jiang Youcheng smiled as he touched the new cloth he had brought back from the cloth shop for Liu, feeling very happy.
After arriving home, he told Mrs. Liu about the booming business today. Mrs. Liu was very happy and added a meat dish to dinner.
Stir-fried pork slices with green peppers. Oh no, to be exact, it’s stir-fried pork slices with green peppers. Only the meat slices are seen, but no green peppers.
Jiang Youcheng asked Liu to fry an extra peanut, took out a pot of wine, and prepared to have a drink with Song Jingyun.
This wine is sorghum wine, mellow and strong on the palate with a long aftertaste, the same as what I drank at Jiang Youfu's house last time.
To be honest, Song Jingyun thought the sorghum wine tasted good and he really wanted to drink it.
But last time, when I was drunk, I insisted on taking off my clothes...
It's so embarrassing! So hold it in!
Song Jingyun just shook his head desperately, "I can't drink much, so I'd better not drink anymore."
Thinking of the last time Song Jingyun got drunk at the eldest son's house, Jiang Youcheng did not force him. He poured himself a bowl and sipped it in small sips.
The whole family was very happy to have taken on so many bag-making businesses. While eating, they discussed buying winter clothes and charcoal to keep warm in the winter.
Charcoal is not cheap, and it costs a lot in one winter. However, the family is making money now, and Jiang Youcheng and Liu feel that they should not live so frugally. Living comfortably is the most important thing, and they are not ambiguous about this matter.
But when we talk about spending money, we start talking about making money.
Jiang Youcheng took a sip of wine and sighed, "Speaking of which, there are quite a few people in the county who want to buy the purse today. I really can't make up so many names, otherwise I wouldn't have to push them away in vain."
All that money is wasted. It makes me feel sad just thinking about it!
"It all comes down to the fact that we have a small family and too much work to handle." Jiang Mixia said, "Dad, do you think we should hire someone to do the housework?"
"If there are people who are clever and skillful among the people who come to work, we can teach them the craft of weaving bamboo baskets and let them work with us for a long time. If they can't learn but have the strength, they can do some work such as chopping bamboo and splitting bamboo strips."
"In this way, we can make more things, and we won't have to watch ourselves fail to make the money we can. And after we bring the basket weavers out, we won't have to work so hard."
"What did Dad say?"
"It sounds good, but..."
Jiang Youcheng's face was full of hesitation. "But this basket weaving skill, isn't it a bad idea to teach anyone who wants to? Especially the way to weave the watertight bamboo baskets and bags was thought up by Jing Yun. After all, these are rare things. If we teach anyone casually, won't they leak out?"
This kind of skill, after all, is the capital for making a living and a stable job that can ensure you have enough food to eat.
The fewer people who know this skill, the more secure their jobs will be.
The more people who know this skill, the more likely they will be out of food.
The saying that teaching a disciple will starve the master to death is not just a casual remark, otherwise Jiang Chunshi's carpenter master Niu Er would not have been so secretive every day, and would have treated his skills as a treasure.
Jiang Mixia pursed her lips when she heard this.
Jiang Youcheng's worries are understandable and normal.
The inheritance of craftsmanship has always been handled with great caution, and the person who can inherit the craftsmanship is also handled with great caution, for fear that one more person will know about it.
This approach can indeed ensure that some skills are not lost to outsiders, but it also greatly limits the scale of production, which is obviously not advisable for the effect she wants to achieve now.
Jiang Mixia said, "I understand Dad's worries, and they are necessary. But when we look for people to do the work, we can look for people from our village and sign a written agreement clearly stipulating that if they want to learn the craft in our house, they must work in our house for a certain number of years and cannot go to other places to do the same work, etc."
"Otherwise, they will have to return all their previous wages and compensate us for our losses. If anyone violates this, we can take this document to the government office and sue them. With the government office and the law, I don't think anyone else would dare to cause trouble on purpose."
"I know that Dad is also afraid that if other people learn these skills, our family will be left without a living by the time the next generation comes along. But if we hire people to weave more things and make more money, it won't take long before we can make back the money we made from basket weaving in this lifetime. We can buy enough land and property for the next generation, and the next generation can continue to develop the property, which is much better than just sticking to the skill of basket weaving."
"Dad, why don't you do the math and see which one is more cost-effective?"
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