In her words, how could anything An'an made not sell!
What if they really can't sell them?
That's because those foreigners have no taste, she admits!
The village chief was also a shrewd man. He prepared in advance that he needed cloth and embroidery thread, all of which would cost money. He discussed it with the other village officials and, without saying a word, gave Xiao's father the money to buy everything they needed.
So by the time Gu An'an's good news arrived, they had already finished embroidering a batch of goods.
"Hmm, come and take a look."
It was impossible for everyone not to be nervous when they saw her coming to inspect the work.
Especially those things that Grandma Wang Ting had just taught her, she was afraid that she might do something wrong and have Gu An'an find fault with it.
Gu An'an looked around and was quite satisfied with everyone's work. Then she took out a bunch of clam oil from her bag.
"Hands are very important if you want to be a skilled embroiderer. This is something I brought from Guangzhou. When you're not working, wipe your hands and take good care of them."
Although Grandma Wang had already thought of this, she chose those with relatively better hand conditions.
But they live in the countryside, so they can't compare to the embroiderers of the old days.
Knowing is one thing, but they've only just started working, and nobody wants to spend money on hand sanitizer first. So when Gu An'an brought a bag of clam oil, it's impossible not to be touched.
"Gu, you've been so good to us, how can we ever repay you?"
"That's right. If it weren't for you, I would have to take care of my whole family after the busy farming season. And if the men were unhappy, I would get beaten up. Now, they don't even hit me anymore, and they are much quieter when they talk to me. This is all thanks to you, Gu Zhiqing."
“Who can argue with that? My husband used to always act like a mother-in-law, but ever since I started working here, he doesn’t act like one anymore. Every day when I come home, he’s treated to the best food and drinks.”
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Who says villagers are quiet and simple? If you let them praise you, not many people can resist. Gu An'an feels that way now.
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