There are many defective fabrics, some have stains and oil stains on them; some have holes and uneven dyeing; some fabrics have wrinkles, creases or uneven areas; and some have printing problems, the printed flowers are blurred, offset or missing.
Looking at these cloths, Shen Qinghe's eyes lit up. She already had more than a dozen uses in her mind. Unfortunately, she didn't bring much money with her when she went out today, only the money from selling snacks just now.
Shen Qinghe spent all the money she had on buying defective cloth, and the people behind her were jealous.
Shen Qinghe was afraid that it would be too conspicuous, so she packed all the cloth into a snakeskin bag at the supply and marketing cooperative and then took it out to tie it to the back seat of the bicycle.
Qi Qingmei looked at Shen Qinghe with sarcasm in her eyes. What are you going to do with this pile of rags?
When Shen Qinghe returns, Jiang Chunlin will definitely beat this spendthrift woman to death.
Shen Qinghe did not go back immediately. She went to a secluded place, disguised herself and went to the black market. She placed the wallet and small pendant she had crocheted yesterday on a clean cloth.
She sat on the snakeskin bag filled with cloth and quickly crocheted the wool with her ten fingers.
In this era, more people use wallets. In the real world, people pay with mobile phones. Many people can travel around the world with just a mobile phone without a wallet.
In this era, wallets are necessities and pendants are accessories. Only people who are rich and like gadgets will buy them.
"Comrade, you're not selling snacks today?"
After coming to the black market several times, they became familiar with the people setting up stalls nearby. It was a little hard for them to understand why this female comrade stopped selling snacks and started selling small items instead.
Food is the most important thing for people. Even if it is snacks, the market is naturally much more practical than the broken woolen thing she is crocheting in her hand.
This thing can't be eaten, it can only be looked at, what's the use?
Wallet? A handkerchief is also good for wrapping money. There is no need for this thing.
Little pendant, is it because you have too much money and have no place to spend it?
Shen Qinghe didn't stop working, and said with a smile, "Well, I won't make snacks anymore!"
Several people looked at each other, and saw that Shen Qinghe was not very old, and her family certainly did not expect her to support the family, so she just needed to sell some things to earn some pocket money.
There were a lot of defective fabrics in this batch, and Qi Zhongcai also grabbed some. Looking at the cloth in his hands that was either unevenly dyed or had holes in it, he really didn't understand why Qi Qingmei asked him to buy this stuff.
"Brother, I still have some things to do, why don't you go back first." Qi Qingmei held the handlebars of the bicycle and said to Qi Zhongcai.
His younger sister was old enough to have her own privacy, so Qi Zhongcai didn't force her. He told her to be careful and went back with the cloth.
Seeing Qi Zhongcai walking away, Qi Qingmei went to the black market.
She's craving for spicy noodles.
When Qi Qingmei found the girl selling spicy noodles, she was stunned!
They actually changed to selling things knitted with wool?
Shen Qinghe lifted her eyelids and glanced at Qi Qingmei, and knew what she was thinking. She did not lower her hands and asked in a low voice, "Comrade, what do you want?"
"You don't sell snacks anymore?" Qi Qingmei asked, looking at the wallet made of wool.
Shen Qinghe shook her head, "I'm not selling it. Do you want a wallet?"
Qi Qingmei curled her lips in disdain, "That thing is not good for eating or drinking, what's the use of it?"
Several vendors nearby nodded in agreement after hearing this; they also felt that the thing was not practical.
Wild boars can't taste fine bran!
Shen Qinghe ignored Qi Qingmei and quickened her movements.
Qi Qingmei felt a little disappointed because she didn’t buy the spicy noodles. She took two steps and then stepped back, staring at the little bear ornament.
This little bear is so lifelike, just like a real bear, very cute.
It would look nice if this little bear was hung on Jiang Xiaohui's key. Whenever he used his key and saw the little bear, he would think of her.
"How do I buy this?" Qi Qingmei pointed at the little bear and asked Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe glanced at it and said, "Two dollars."
"So expensive?" Qi Qingmei exclaimed, "Such a small bear doesn't require much wool."
"And there are labor costs." Shen Qinghe raised the half-woven wallet in her hand, "This takes a lot of time."
The corners of several vendors' mouths twitched. This woman's fingers were as fast as the machines in a garment factory. In just a short while, she had hooked a wallet. They didn't notice how it was "time-consuming".
Qi Qingmei didn’t know how to do this, so she used the money she would have saved for snacks to buy the teddy bear.
Shen Qinghe looked at Qi Qingmei's back as she walked away, feeling a little strange. She didn't expect that her first customer would be her.
Shen Qinghe came out of the black market at five o'clock in the afternoon. Although she only sold two wallets and a teddy bear, she was already very satisfied. At least it was the first day of business.
She had only eaten tofu pudding and two fried dough sticks in the morning today, and she was so hungry that Shen Qinghe parked her bicycle at the state-owned restaurant and went in without hesitation.
After eating a bowl of oil-splashed noodles, my stomach finally stopped playing the empty city game.
Shen Qinghe was in a good mood and rode her bicycle towards home.
When she was halfway there, she saw Jiang Chunlin running towards her with a serious look on his face. When he saw her, he suddenly stopped and looked at her with a gloomy face.
Shen Qinghe got off the bicycle and looked at Jiang Chunlin, becoming nervous. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Why did you come back just now?" Jiang Chunlin asked with a dark face.
It was normal that he didn't see her come back after work at noon, and he didn't see her come back after work at night, so he thought she had run away.
"I went to the black market to sell things." After saying this, Shen Qinghe felt a little embarrassed.
She used the money from selling snacks to buy defective cloth, and she spent half of the money from selling wallets and small accessories. After a busy day, she didn't make any money at all.
Jiang Chunlin's expression became better now. "From now on, it will only be allowed for half a day."
After thinking for two seconds, Shen Qinghe realized that Jiang Chunlin meant to let her sell it on the black market for only half a day.
He immediately said, "That won't work. You won't make any money in half a day."
"So how much did you earn today?" Jiang Chunlin asked.
Shen Qinghe, "..."
He patted the snakeskin bag tied to the back seat of the bicycle and said, "I bought defective cloth."
Jiang Chunlin frowned. Shen Qinghe always did some strange things, but these strange behaviors would eventually be used by her.
"Doing business?" Jiang Chunlin asked tentatively.
Half snakeskin bag cloth cannot be used to make clothes.
Last time I bought cloth and cut clothes for her, I never saw her wear them after the clothes were finished.
"Well, you'll know when I make it." Shen Qinghe sighed, "It would be nice if I had a sewing machine."
Now she has to do everything by hand, and having a sewing machine would make things much easier.
Jiang Chunlin glanced at Shen Qinghe and said nothing. He took the bicycle from her and said, "Let's go home first!"
After returning to Taoyuan Village, Shen Qinghe realized that she had gone out this morning and had not returned yet. The Jiang family thought she had run away and were frantically looking for her.
"Chunlin's family, where have you been? You've made Xiuyun and Jianguo so worried!" A middle-aged woman saw Shen Qinghe and said hurriedly.
"I went to visit the county town and just came back." Shen Qinghe smiled at the woman.
The woman looked at Shen Qinghe strangely, then looked at Jiang Chunlin who had a calm face.
It's strange to say, in the past Jiang Chunlin would never use force when fighting with villagers, but he was very patient with his wife.
She didn't work or cook, and ran to the county town every day, but he didn't beat her to death!
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