Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 81 Moving to a new house, meeting a nobleman (8)
Mo Zishan, who has always been shy, was very reasonable when he sold the things he made. He quickly moved the hesitant aunt's words and bought them with copper coins. The little boy next to him smiled.

Seeing his aunt taking the baby away, Mo Zishan greeted the two of them, "I heard that your family is building a house, and I have been going to help these few days. I plan to get up early to sell something, and I will go home later."

"Brother Shanzi, you are really good at making these little dolls, why do you sell them for three pieces?"

"The wood was cut from the mountain, and it cost nothing. I did the carving."

Those who hang out in this kind of market are not rich people, they are basically the people of the town, and there are also people from the nearby villages who come to buy things. Even if the things are exquisite, in their eyes, they are just a piece of broken wood, not worth anything. .

"Little sister, have you had dinner with your second sister? How about I invite you to eat wontons? I sold quite a few just now, so it should be enough."

Mo Zishan wiped his hands, and was about to close the stall, when Qingli saw it and hurriedly stopped him, "Brother Shanzi, we just ate, how is Aunt Six?"

"My mother is much better, and I asked you why you haven't been there recently. I said you came to the town, and my father also helped you build a house, so I go home every day."

Hearing Qingli mention her own mother, Mo Zishan smiled, her mother is in much better health now, and recently helped build a house, Qingli's family pays her wages in two days, and it is higher than what the town gives her. Mother didn't stop the soup and medicine, and she could eat some eggs from time to time to make up for it.

"I'm looking at Aunt Six when I go back." Qingli looked down at the small animals on the ground, each of them was lifelike and cute, and she was reluctant to let Mo Zishan take them back like this, "Brother Shanzi, do you have a master, or do you have a teacher?" Are you saying that you figured all this out on your own?"

"Hey, this..."

Mo Zishan was a little embarrassed, scratched his head with his hands, and said in a low voice, "I passed by the Liu's house next door to your house once, and saw carpenter Liu carving flowers for the big bed, so I peeked outside the yard and went home Think about it yourself, but I am not good at crafting, so I can only do this.”

"Brother Shanzi, you are amazing!"

It was the second sister Qing Qiang who spoke, she could figure it out just by standing outside and looking at it, and she carved it so well, I am afraid that even Carpenter Liu may not have this level.

"Then do you still carve other things, such as flowers, birds, fish and insects, landscape figures and so on?" Qingli thinks that it is better to carve wooden hairpins worn by women, which are more delicate and oiled, and the better ones cost dozens of pennies.

"This should be fine, I'm also practicing."

The three of them were talking, and at this time they bought another buyer, a young brother, about the same age as Mo Zishan, but very smart, his eyes lit up when he saw the dolls underground that were not in a hurry to clean up.

"Little brother, how do you sell your wooden doll?"

"Tiger has five essays, and the rest are three essays."

The young brother rolled his eyes, squatted down on the ground, and looked at each doll carefully. From Qingli's perspective, he found a glint in his eyes.

"Little brother, do you only have so many?"

"Yeah, that's all I've done recently."

Mo Zishan was a little puzzled when he asked this question, so he saw the little brother stand up and said, "I want all of these, but it's still too little. I'll come back in ten days. How many can you make?" ?”

"I can make up to a hundred at most."

"That's good. After ten days, I want as much as you have. This is two hundred coins, and the rest will be considered as a deposit. Except for these, flowers and birds are also acceptable. I will accept the price if it does not exceed five coins."

The little brother said a few words, and made an appointment with Mo Zishan, and then he carried the cloth bag away, and disappeared in the crowd in a blink of an eye, leaving Mo Zishan standing silently, expressing his gratitude to such a big customer. A little unresponsive.

"Brother Shanzi, let me just say, you do such a good job, there will always be people who will take a fancy to you."

It's a pity for Qingli to buy such a good handicraft for only three to five yuan. If some works of art are carved with roots, they can be sold for dozens of taels of silver. However, the craftsmanship of root carving is more demanding, and it cannot be achieved overnight.

After the things were sold, Mo Zishan kept asking for a treat, but Qingli knew that his family was in trouble, and her sixth aunt was still sick, so she couldn't bear to refuse his kindness, so she asked for a piece of jujube cake worth three Wen. Share it with my second sister.

After Mo Zishan returned home, Qingli and her second sister continued to wander around, and along the way, they also found a peddler who bought new things. There was a kind of face powder in his shelf, lavender, which was said to be made of lilac, and it was from other places. It's very rare, and it costs [-] cents a box.In this kind of market, one hundred coins is definitely considered a relatively big deal, but there are still many big girls and young wives watching, with tangled faces, but the shopkeepers are sweet-mouthed and can talk, just to catch their beauty-loving hearts, I flicked hard, and finally sold a lot of boxes.

"Second sister, do you want it or not, but it was robbed!"

Qingli doesn't like the smell of powder very much, and she wouldn't wear those strong perfumes in modern times, mainly because her nose feels uncomfortable when she smells it, and she really wants to sneeze.

"No, I don't really like that smell."

The second sister Qing Qiang was not at all tempted, she shook her head, the two sisters continued walking, there were many elderly women setting up stalls, and the embroidered handkerchiefs were all good, the second sister bought a few pieces to keep as a spare, He also talked about Qingli wiping her mouth with her hand.

"Second Sister, let's go out. There is nothing to buy in the market. Mother let us look at the cloth, and then go to the rouge gouache shop. I also want to buy some tea for Dad and some tobacco leaves for Grandpa."

"Just you, a little girl who loves to worry and has a lot of eyes, be careful not to grow tall."

The second sister Qing Qiang nodded Qing Li's head, and the two sisters held hands and found a shop called "Ji Xiang Cloth Village" facing the street.

The auspicious cloth shop is very large, ranging from the lowest coarse cloth to the highest brocade of various colors, all kinds of jacquards, embroidery, dark patterns, dyeing, and striped brocades. There are also a few well-dressed people looking at the fabrics. introducing.

"Second Sister, look at this satin, it's light green, it matches your complexion, when the time comes, ask Mrs. Zhang to embroider some lace and make a skirt, it will definitely be beautiful."

Qingli touched it and found it was very smooth. She only knew it was made of silk, but she didn't know anything about the type, and she was afraid of making a joke, so she replaced it with silk and satin.

"This young lady has a good eye. This is the most expensive plain soft satin in our store, and it has complicated craftsmanship. There is only this one."

A young guy stepped forward cleverly, and seeing the clothes of Qingli and sisters, he knew that they might not be able to afford it, but he did not look down on others, and his words were considered polite.

"Little brother, how much money does this piece of plain brocade cost?"

Qing Li thought about it, she is not short of money now, it is rare that the second sister likes it, why should she buy it back, the family used to be poor, but now they have to buy a yard, and they can't live so miserable, especially the "Miss" in the mouth of the clerk The two words hurt her deeply. How can there be a lady without a maid?

(End of this chapter)