Carry a fountain with you

Chapter 116 Pillowcases
"Our chrysanthemum pillow has to be unique, so that it can attract people's attention. You see that there are so many chrysanthemum pillows on the Internet, basically the shape is the same. We want to come up with something else, last time The cushions you woven with fine hair grass on the river beach are very beautiful, and they are very soft to sit on, can you weave them into pillowcases?" Zhang Qian became more and more excited as she talked, and she immediately thought of supporting facilities.

When Liu Junhao was weaving cushions last time, she was thinking about how to use this thing. Now when she thought of the chrysanthemum pillow, she had an idea. Isn't this thing just right for a pillowcase?

You can try it.” Liu Junhao’s enthusiasm was also mobilized, and his thinking gradually became more open. The fine hair grass is very flexible, and if it is woven into a pillowcase, it will definitely be durable.

"Then let's collect some fine hair grass by the river to experiment." Zhang Qian wished she could make a few chrysanthemum pillows and hang them online for sale.

Liu Junhao originally wanted to wait until tomorrow to talk about it, but seeing Zhang Qian's excitement, he had to let her do it.

There are indeed a lot of fine hair grass on the river beach, especially on the shady side, where the clusters grow very densely.When they arrived at the location, Liu Junhao put the big basket away, and then he and Zhang Qian began to cut with a sickle.

This thing didn't start to grow new shoots until the end of April, and the fine hair grass that had just grown was only three to four centimeters long. When they harvested, as long as the sickle was raised a few points, all the grass that was cut was last year's withered grass.

Fine hair grass is so tough that animals can't digest it after eating it for a long time. People generally don't touch it when mowing grass.Unless someone wants to make straw ropes, they will come and cut some, so the patches of fine hair grass on the river beach can be said to be quite intact.

Zhang Qian thought it was quite new when she got the sickle at first, but it was not as she imagined when cutting the grass. She was always frightened, for fear that she would cut on the crook of her leg if she used too much force.

At this moment, her movements are like that of an old grandmother grinding her teeth. She is holding a few stalks of grass in her left hand and swinging around with a sickle in her right hand. A handful of grass can be rubbed for two to three minutes.

Seeing that she couldn't help much, Liu Junhao let her sit by the haystack to rest, and swung the sickle at full speed by himself.

"Be careful, don't be so fast, be careful with your hands" Zhang Qian squatted beside him and kept telling.His hands danced back and forth like shuttles, and her eyes were almost blurred.

"It's okay, I have a sense of proportion." Liu Junhao said disapprovingly.Don't look at the left hand stretching and contracting beside the sickle, but it is not so easy to cut off the fingers.

This is the principle that practice makes perfect. Some old people in rural areas can even cut grass with their eyes closed without looking at the sickle.Although he can't reach this level, he has trained for several years anyway.

It only took half an hour for Liu Junhao to cut a large bamboo basket full of fine-leaf grass.Of course, when Zhang Qian was not paying attention, he secretly dug up a few large pieces of grass roots with a sickle and threw them into the stone lock, preparing to put them in and cultivate them well.

When the two returned home, they began to think about knitting pillowcases again.In fact, in his opinion, there is no difference between weaving cushions and weaving pillowcases, but it needs to be sealed in the end.

This fine hair grass is too fine, so only a few strands can be braided together, and it is a bit troublesome to rub.However, Liu Junhao's hands are very flexible, so he didn't find it troublesome.

In order to take care of Zhang Qian, he deliberately slowed down and taught step by step.After all, girls are dexterous, and Zhang Qian learned the basics along with her.It's just that the pillowcase she wove is a tofu dregs project, very rough, and the joints will completely fall apart when you pull it with your hands.

Seeing that the top of the pillowcase is a little monotonous, Liu Junhao inlaid a Chinese knot on the pillowcase with fine hair grass, and there is a big blessing character inside.

"It's so beautiful. Even if this pillowcase is put on the Internet, someone will definitely buy it... No, this is for me." Zhang Qian originally wanted to post it on the Internet to show off, but then she was a little bit reluctant.

"Let me teach you, it's very simple"

In the past, children in rural areas did not have many toys to play with, but their creativity was quite high. Frogs, boats, airplanes, pistols, pigeons and other vivid things could be folded out of just a few pieces of waste paper.

As for the things made of wheat straw and cattail grass, there are countless straw hats, sunflowers, goldfish, flower baskets and so on.

With hands knitting, those childhood memories slowly emerged.Liu Junhao is more and more smoothly edited, and the patterns are constantly being refurbished.

He knitted four pillowcases in a row, and the patterns on them were not repeated.

Now Zhang Qian has learned a lot. She has never seen a man with such skillful hands. Finally, she pulled Liu Junhao and said that she also wanted to learn.

After taking the photo, Zhang Qian couldn't wait to post the photo to the [-]th floor forum for investigation. She wanted to see how much such an exquisite pillowcase would sell for.

I originally thought that there must be very few respondents, but I didn't expect that more than half an hour after the upload, more than one hundred people participated in the voting, and 70.00% of the people chose 30 to [-] yuan among the price options.In the replies below, people kept asking where did you buy this pillowcase?
Now Zhang Qian was completely relieved, and had completely forgotten about putting on chrysanthemums.She directly hung the remaining three pillowcases in her online store for sale, and then passed an address to the eighteenth floor.

This has just been refreshed a few times and all three pillowcases have been sold.

Those who didn’t get one began to complain in the forum that they were late, and people kept asking if they still had pillowcases, and the price was not a problem.

Weeds turned into treasures, really wild grasses turned into treasures.

Both of them were very excited at the moment, even more excited than when they sold snail shells last time.The last transaction was a bit accidental, but this time it was different, and it really showed a path to success.

If the fine hair grass on the river beach is fully utilized, how much wealth will it be?Thinking of this, Liu Junhao's originally lazy heart also started beating hotly.Now he can't wait to go to the village to find Liu Guangju immediately, and ask him to mobilize the masses to join the straw weaving army.

But slowly his hot heart calmed down again.Things may not be as simple as you imagined.First of all, there seems to be a lot of fine hair grass on the river beach, but it is not endless.If the villagers knew that this waste grass could make money, they might swarm to follow. By then, even the roots of the grass would be dug up.

He hasn't done much farm work with this hand, so it's as dexterous as ever.For many rural people, it is already a bit difficult for them to weave pillowcases. If they want to weave some patterns on them, it is like asking Zhang Fei to embroider.

And the most important thing is can this thing really be as popular as it was just now?If you can't, what should you do if you let the villagers weave it rashly, but you can't sell it in the end?
After thinking about it, he felt that it was better to do it subtly and gradually.People in the village know that if straw weaving can be sold for money, they will follow suit even if they don’t need to start it themselves, just like raising eels in the past.

After sending Zhang Qian away, Liu Junhao paid attention to the fine hair and grass in the stone lock again. He took out the grass roots and planted them on the land in the front yard, under the roots of the trees, and in the vegetable field in the back yard.Of course, there are also a lot of stone locks.

This is naturally done for mutual comparison. From the growth environment of the fine hair grass on the river beach, it can be seen that it is a shade-loving plant.What Liu Junhao has to do is to learn more about the habits of this plant, and see if he can improve it in the stone lock to make the grass stronger.

After Zhang Qian went back, she immediately changed her pillowcase, and thoroughly experienced the smell of fine hair grass.The untreated pillowcase still smelled of grass, and she slept through the night without dreams until dawn.

The next day, after breakfast, Liu Junhao ran to the street to remit the three pillowcases.

When he came back, he naturally sat in the yard and continued to weave pillowcases, but he lost his patience just after weaving two.Last night I did it on a whim, but today when I rubbed the grass again, my fingers felt sore and sore, obviously I was using too much force.

"Tsk tsk, what did you make up?" Professor Zhao came over and saw the pillowcase, and couldn't help but took one and looked at it carefully.

"Pillowcase, how about it?" Liu Junhao moved his sore fingers a few times and said with a smile.

"It's really good. I didn't expect you to have this skill. I thought you would do nothing but eat."

"Is this a compliment or a detriment to me?" Liu Junhao began to add patterns on it dumbfounded.
"I used to weave this thing when I went to the countryside, but we soaked it with wheat straw. At that time, I mainly weaved straw hats and baskets. Yours looks very good. I will post it online to see if someone else Do you want to buy it? Many people like handmade products now." Professor Zhao suggested after looking at it.

"Your old suggestion is too late. I sold three of them yesterday." Liu Junhao narrated what happened yesterday with some pride.

"You really have it. If you make it into a chrysanthemum pillow, you can sell it for at least 50 yuan."

While the two were talking, the sound of "chirp chirping" came from the pile of miscellaneous trees, followed by a "quack quack" of a water duck.

Looking back, I saw a few black ducklings fluttering their young wings on the wood, and they didn't dare to jump off the wood after trying several times.

"Which litter is this?" Professor Zhao said looking at the dozen or so little teal ducks.

"It's the first brood, but there are still two broods hatching, and I'll send you some more in a few days." He responded and went into the house and took a piece of steamed buns to feed the little ones.

A few days ago, Liu Junhao deliberately sent the newly hatched chicks to Professor Zhao's yard, letting him have nothing to do to raise them for fun.

In the first few days, the old hen took the chicks to her home at night, but after Professor Zhao buckled them with the chicken strainer a few times, she became calm and led the chicks into the chicken strainer to spend the night in a down-to-earth manner.

(End of this chapter)