jdhmnovel Chapter 18: Consumer Outlook Improved
Chapter 18: Consumer Outlook Improved
Zhao Susu was stunned: "Deposit?" And three hundred coins?
Has she ever seen three hundred coins in her life?
Oh, I have seen it, but it was given by Ayu's master, and she was just keeping it for Ayu. It's not her money!
Meng Yu grinned and stretched out her hands, trying to reach up. There was nothing she could do, she was too small, and the counter was always so unfriendly.
When the shopkeeper looked over, she stretched out her little hand, and in her palm, a small silver ingot was so conspicuous and eye-catching.
"Uncle, deposit!"
The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Susu inquiringly, who was staring at Meng Yu in a daze. The shopkeeper didn't understand what was going on, and looked at Meng Yu again.
Meng Yu directly handed the silver ingot to the shopkeeper: "Two pieces!"
The shopkeeper laughed when he heard this. This kid, at such a young age, really didn't suffer any loss at all.
This silver ingot is five cents in weight and worth five hundred coins. It is barely enough to be used as a deposit for two items.
He smiled at Meng Yu, then turned to Zhao Susu and said, "Young lady, you are lucky. This child is very clever!" He held up the silver ingot and asked, "Young lady, are you sure you want to take two jobs of thirty cents each, right?"
Zhao Susu nodded.
She was still in a complicated mood at the moment. She seldom went out. Although she was an adult, she was not as good as Meng Yu in dealing with people. She was stared at by the shopkeeper and she unconsciously avoided his gaze.
The shopkeeper didn't care and took two pieces of cloth: "This is already cut, the thread is also inside, just need to sew, young lady, take it!"
He then instructed: "Young lady, these fabrics must not be damaged or soiled, and no mistakes can be made when sewing them, otherwise you will have to pay for it!"
Meng Yu blinked her eyes and saw the shopkeeper lowering his head to make notes in a book. She stretched out her hand: "Uncle, the deed!"
The shopkeeper slapped his head and said with a smile: "I almost forgot!"
He wrote a deed promising a deposit of 500 cash and delivery within ten days.
Zhao Susu took it in a daze. She had never thought that she could earn sixty cents in ten days.
Of course, she also remembered the shopkeeper's instructions.
She carefully put the cloth into her old cloth bag and held it carefully.
"Mother, can this be completed in ten days?"
"Five days is all it takes, just to sew."
"Mother, can you make clothes like Master Zhou's?"
The clothes of country people are made of much simpler materials.
Master Zhou wore a robe worn by scholars, but his clothes were more complicated than those of country folk.
Meng Yu carefully observed Zhao Susu's expression and saw that she nodded without hesitation. He became curious again. Did she really know how to do it?
"Then mother, buy some more cloth and make two more pieces. Bring them along when you deliver them?"
Zhao Susu thought about it and nodded.
What happened today was also a shock to her. If she bought cloth to make clothes, which she could not only wear herself but also sell, wouldn't it really be more cost-effective than working in the fields?
When she has money in the future, she will buy two acres of fertile land, and then her family will no longer have to worry about food and clothing.
It was still the same fabric shop as last time. This time she chose indigo blue and Meng Yu also chose bamboo green. They bought ten feet of each color.
The bamboo green material was better, the indigo material was worse, and the total cost was ninety-seven coins. Meng Yu blinked her big eyes and grabbed the corner of the shopkeeper's clothes with her small hands: "Uncle, less, my mother doesn't have that much money!"
The shopkeeper laughed when he heard this: "You know how to bargain at such a young age?"
Zhao Susu reacted and said weakly, "Can it be a little less?"
"Okay, since you asked, then ninety-five cents."
Meng Yu held her hand tightly: "Uncle, ninety, ninety!"
The shopkeeper found her look even more amusing: "How old are you? You're bargaining so hard. I can't sell it for 90, I'll have to add a little more!"
Meng Yu raised her head, with an innocent look on her face: "More in the future, less today."
Zhao Susu could guess what Meng Yu was thinking, and immediately added: "Boss, we will come here often in the future and need a lot. I didn't bring enough money today, so you can sell these to me for 90 cents!"
"Ninety-two cents, no less, young lady. With such a small business, we really can't afford to pay too little! If you come to buy more next time, I'll give you a discount."
Zhao Susu paid ninety-two cents and was very happy because she had saved five cents.
If Ayu hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten about bargaining.
There was not much thread left at home, and the two kinds of fabric required different threads, so she went to buy some needles and thread and a new pair of scissors. She had spent all the money from selling the rabbit.
Fortunately, the dress was sold for twenty cents, so Zhao Susu decided to be generous. Didn't Ayu keep asking for meat? Let's go buy some more pork!
Meng Yu was very happy. Today, her mother had experienced taking jobs and bargaining. It seemed that her consumption concept had also improved a bit. She even went to buy pork.
She wanted to guide her mother to open her mind and horizons little by little, so that she would no longer think only of the half acre of land at home.
In the next few days, Zhao Susu had no time to farm. She first finished the two jobs in the clothing store, and then cut and sewed the purchased cloth.
Meng Yu was playing on the side and noticed that Zhao Susu didn't need to think at all. She just drew lines on the cloth and cut the cloth with a few clicks of the scissors. Her movements were smooth and fluent.
Then comes the sewing.
She instinctively felt that this was either a superb skill or a superhuman talent.
But where does a country peasant woman get such talent?
"Mom, do I have grandparents? Where do they live?"
Zhao Susu was sewing clothes when her hand suddenly trembled. The needle pierced into her fingertips and a drop of blood came out.
Zhao Susu put down her clothes and turned to look at Meng Yu with a complicated look in her eyes. She said softly, "I don't know either!"
Meng Yu thought of all the possibilities, but he never expected to get this answer.
Seeing that she was no longer sewing, Meng Yu threw himself into her arms, hugged her neck, and said in a childish voice: "Is that so?"
Holding her daughter's small body in her arms, Zhao Susu was silent for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, but she felt that Ayu was too young and she might not understand even if she said it.
But the emotions that had been accumulated in my heart for so many years suddenly came to the fore because of my daughter's words. It didn't matter if I didn't understand them, because if I didn't understand them, I would forget everything I heard.
Her voice became softer and softer, as if coming from a distant memory:
"I don't remember a lot of things. I only remember that when I was a child, I had a younger brother and a younger sister. My parents didn't like me and would beat and scold me. I had to do a lot of chores at home."
"When I was eight years old, they sold me to a wealthy family as a maid. The family was not poor, and I don't know why they sold me. I was assigned to the sewing room, where I learned quickly. Later, when the kitchen was short of staff, I was assigned there again. In my master's house, I had food and clothes, and no one beat me. Life was more comfortable than at home."
"But one day, the wealthy family suddenly encountered a disaster. I heard that they were going to be exiled, and the servants in the family suddenly dispersed. They returned my indenture to me and gave me some money."
"I have never encountered so many things before. I didn't know what to do. After I went to the government to cancel my slavery, I wanted to find my parents, but I didn't know where they lived. They never came to see me. Later, I fell ill and met your father. I returned to this village with him."