A Small Farmer Girl 's Story of Making a Fortune by Farming

6

"Why did you come back so early? Have you sold all the baskets?"

　　Mrs. Wu had just finished drying the clothes when she saw several people entering the yard. Apart from the shoulder pole, there was not even a basket to be seen.

　　Mrs. Wu put down the wooden basin, took Shen Yao from Shen Lao San's arms, and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Is my daughter tired?"

　　"I'm not tired. It was Uncle San who carried me. I didn't walk. Grandma, come into the house!"

Mrs. Wu glanced at Old Man Shen and wondered what he was doing, being so mysterious. But seeing that Old Man Shen looked good, she guessed it was not a bad thing.

　　It was a bright, clear day, but even so, the main room of the Shen family's low mud house was not very bright.

　　"Hua La~" Old man Shen took out all the copper coins in his arms and placed them on the table, making a sound.

　　Now even Mrs. Wu lost her composure. She handed Shen Yao from her arms to Old Man Shen and started counting copper coins.

　　There are more than one hundred and forty or fifty copper coins on the table.

　　After counting them twice, he still asked in disbelief, "That's not right. Even if we sell them all, we can't get this much money."

　　In the past, her old man would weave some baskets and sell them at the market when he had time, but he would only sell three or five each time and would haggle over the price for most of the day.

　　Not only did they sell everything today, but they also had a lot of extra copper coins. She felt something was wrong and asked again, "Tell me, what's going on?"

　　Old Man Shen was helping Shen Yao straighten her messy bun. Seeing the old woman kept asking, he smiled and answered, "This is all thanks to your granddaughter. With just a few words, she convinced the old women to buy the baskets without even bargaining. As for the extra money, it was earned from selling bamboo rabbits and bamboo birds."

　　"The bamboo rabbits alone sold for thirty cents each, which is more expensive than the basket!" Old man Shen raised his eyebrows, looking overjoyed.

　　"Wow, thirty cents? Anyone want to buy it?"

　　"Not only did people buy it, the rich girl also made an appointment with Nannan to see her at the next big fair. Nannan asked me to bring her something new next time. What is it?" Shen Laosan not only learned how to answer the questions quickly, but also described everything that happened at the fair in vivid detail.

　　"Bags! I asked you to buy some cloth for me. Let's make a few bags and sell them at the next big market. The ladies will definitely like them!"

　　"Bag?"

　　Except for Shen Yao, no one else knew what kind of bag Shen Yao was talking about.

　　In fact, the idea of ​​making bags to sell came to me after I went to the market.

　　Cloth bags have appeared in the Qingming Shanghe Tu in the past, as well as in ancient pottery figurines found in various places.

　　Some carry it cross-body, and some carry it on one shoulder. In theory, cloth bags have existed for thousands of years and are also considered fashionable items. But for some reason, there are many rich people in today's episode, but not a single one is seen with a backpack.

　　Especially when he saw the little gadgets that the rich lady had in hand, he thought that maybe he could make some cloth bags to sell.

　　"Grandma, I didn't dare ask me to get more cloth. I only got a small piece and asked my mother to make one first. When it's done, you can come and see how it looks. If you think it's good, we'll get more cloth to make it." Shen Yao said this to give Mrs. Wu a shot of prevention.