Chancheng doctor girl

Chapter 127 Needlework

Grandma Jane laughed. As an old man, she can do needlework, but she is not as good as her granddaughter in embroidery. Maybe she needs talent in this area!

"Brother-in-law, you're doing a good job, but in terms of embroidery, I figured it out myself, and I don't know how to teach others. If you want to embroider well, you should first draw a template and embroider against the template."

"We don't read, and we don't know how to draw. How can we draw a model?"

The new daughter-in-law's family is just an ordinary farmer. The boys in the family can go to school for a few years, but the girls can only stay at home.

Maybe the young lady from a big family can go to school, or the master may be invited to teach at home.

"I didn't read either, but I used to use flowers as a template and embroider on flowers."

"I'll try it later." At first, the new daughter-in-law thought it was the eldest sister who didn't want to teach, but then she thought again, people who are good at sewing usually have a master. , many people do not go out.

The elder sister-in-law works in a big family. Maybe there is a master to teach her. The elder sister-in-law can stay home for two days at the moment, and maybe she will rarely come back in the future. Teaching people is not something you can learn in a day or two.

"Well, I'll try it too." The little girl followed suit.

This afternoon, young and old are making clothes, the fastest and the best to count plum blossoms.

Her parents didn't have time to make clothes. First, they made a long gown for her father, made of gray fabric. This kind of attire is a bit like a teacher who teaches.

It is more tasteful to wear such clothes during the Chinese New Year. It is the first time that the plum blossoms have grown so large that they are making clothes for their parents.

Seeing her parents' figure at noon, she drew lines in the fabric and cut it, then sewed the clothes, and embroidered bamboo on the collar. That kind of rich and evergreen bamboo makes the gown more elegant and noble.

Finishing a dress in one afternoon makes people admire her craftsmanship.

Grandma Jane first made a long gown for her wife. The fabric was a bit thick. It was warm in winter. Her eyes were still bright at this age, and she was no better than a young man at all.

Making clothes is a little slower than Meihua, and her craftsmanship is not as good as hers, but it is much better than the craftsmanship of the new daughter-in-law and the little girl.

The new daughter-in-law made clothes for herself first, and she made a skirt with brighter colors. A new daughter-in-law like her who just passed the door would be more happy to wear such clothes during the Chinese New Year.

The new daughter-in-law has such an idea that when she returns to her parents' home on the second day of the new year, wearing this dress is better than the clothes she wears when she is a bride.

The little girl couldn't make her own clothes, she could only make handkerchiefs, and the flowers embroidered on handkerchiefs were not as good as those embroidered by adults.

I used it myself to practice handicraft, and I only used some small fabrics to practice my hands.

Seeing my sister and my grandmother, my sister-in-law can make clothes. I am jealous and want to learn the craft.

In the evening the family came back to find that dinner was ready.

Today's dinner is a dinner made by Meihua and the new daughter-in-law. It is roast chicken, roast duck, and green vegetables.

A chicken and a duck were only chopped in half to cook, and the other half are going to be eaten tomorrow.

In winter, food can be stored. People in the south rarely build basements at home. The weather in the south is generally humid, so it is not suitable to put things in the basement.

Food is best placed in a ventilated place, and the utility room must also be ventilated and light.

The family ate roast chicken and roast duck, which seemed to be a richer dinner than the Chinese New Year, chatting happily.

Jian Mu said briefly. Today, he dug some potatoes and sweet potatoes. Tomorrow, the two brothers and their father will go to the county seat by ox cart.

Help daddy transport the things to the market, and then they go to Butler Xie.

Although Plum Blossom has never sold anything, she feels that this method is inappropriate.

"Adi, we think that if you bring things to the market, the two of you brothers go to Steward Xie. If Daddy can't sell them in the market, and he can't carry all the things back to the bullock cart, what should we do?"

"Ah, no? I think the uncle and aunt are sold out soon."

After all, Jian Mu has a teenager who is only in his teens. Although he is married, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he has not experienced strong winds and waves.

"I think the big girl is right. The three of us carried it, but it is a few hundred kilograms. If it can't be sold out, it is really inappropriate for me to carry it back to the ox cart!"

How can Father Jane, who has sold things, have no confidence, and can sell hundreds of pounds of things by himself.

"Have you ever thought about it? Maybe they found a restaurant, or the goods received by a big family may be a little cheaper than the market, and they can be sold faster! For us, it is better than those who can't sell without income."

Plum Blossom thought of Miss's small kitchen, the newly built kitchen also has to receive ingredients, right?

"Yes, yes, others must have a way. Otherwise, let's pick something to find Butler Xie, maybe we won't be able to sell so many things, it's better than staying in the market and maybe not being able to sell it!"

"I have an idea, that potatoes and sweet potatoes can be ground into fries at any time, or vermicelli."

Meihua remembered her life on the mountain. In order to have a full mouthful of food, the whole mountain was hollowed out for him. Wild roots, sweet potatoes and cassava are relatively cold-resistant and can grow with sunlight and water.

Like arrowroot, it can be made into paste or vermicelli.

"Sister, is there such a way? Usually, grandparents only make soup or cook a whole stick. Although they are very hungry, they don't think it tastes good."

As soon as the little girl heard about the food, she just ate roast chicken and roast duck, but she couldn't satisfy her craving.

"I heard that some places have some recipes, which are made of sweet potatoes, but that method is more complicated, and making vermicelli is different. Just grind it into flour and make vermicelli like rice noodles."

Soon after the plum blossoms were sold, they went to the temple on the mountain. They never got down the mountain. Every year, only the nuns go down the mountain. Every time the nuns go down the mountain to eat delicious food, or hear about the delicious food, they nag in front of her. She hides them all. in my heart.

At the age of a young girl, which girl does not like to dream?Don't want to wear something delicious?

If you have dreams and hope in your heart, you can live happily every day.

"Big girl, do you know it? If you know it, teach us. Maybe we can make a small workshop with sweet potatoes and make vermicelli to sell on the street, just like the fries that the girl said, we can also get them. Sell ​​it on the street."

Father Jane, a middle-aged man, has worked hard to farm the land and failed to make a fortune. He has made a fortune with the monthly money given by his daughter's work. He has long wanted to have a craft to make money for his family.

On days when farming is not busy, I often work as a bricklayer to earn a little hard-earned money.

"Why don't we try it? I don't know if you think it tastes good or not?"

The reason for Mei Hua's lack of confidence is that everything he cooks on the mountain has no oil or salt. No matter how well he cooks, the food he cooks has no taste.

The new daughter-in-law listened to them and thought they were fantastic, what delicious food could the eldest sister-in-law make on the mountain?

However, her new daughter-in-law, who had just entered the door, was not easy to speak, and her mouth moved, but she still did not speak the language of attack.

(End of this chapter)