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Chapter 139 Bamboo Fire Cage

Different from the quietness here, Jin Yan and the others are obviously more lively.

"Oh, your craftsmanship is really good, and the straw sandals are so well made!" Baozi Niang looked at the straw sandals in her hand and kept admiring them.

Song Yang's daughter-in-law smiled shyly, "It's not that good either, I thought about the long distance, and the straw sandals have to be made comfortable, and it's cold, so it would be nice if the shoes were worn out. "

Jin Yan took the pair of straw sandals and looked at them. They weren't made like flip flops, but the ones made by others were tighter and more comfortable.

And the style is also exquisite, I don't know how it is made.

"Don't be modest, the straw sandals we made will be worn loose within two days. You are really good. I think the pair on Song Yang's feet has been worn for several days, right?"

"That's right. I've wanted to ask you for a long time. How are these straw sandals made so well? I've been weaving them all day long, but I can't wear a pair for two days."

"That's because your skills are not good enough."

"Bad, it's Song Yang's daughter-in-law who can do it."

But after wearing it like that, I still didn't throw it away, because there were no new straw sandals to replace.

The third son of the Fu family still doesn't have any thick shoes, so she plans to collect some scraps of animal skins to make for them.

Jin Yan and Baoziniang were also busy in the car, and the Bao family also tended to wear straw sandals, so they specially learned from others that Baoziniang was doing it all the way.

She said immediately, "Then it seems that these straw sandals are really rare items. I think your craftsmanship is good, why don't you make them and sell them to others."

The unburned charcoal can be reused after it is cooled, and there is almost no smoke when it burns, which is suitable for warming in winter.

It's just that the feet are all tattered, and if you can't see it, you think your feet are rotten.

The hands of those who rest are not idle, those who weave straw sandals, and those who take care of children.

The portable bamboo fire cage is actually a small basket made of bamboo, but a more suitable stone basin is placed in the basket, and the charcoal he picked out when lighting the fire at night is burned in the stone basin.

The cabbage has been guarding the fire for the past few days and picked up a lot, just waiting to be roasted in the bamboo fire cage.

"Then we will learn from you first."

Mrs. Liu seemed to have discovered a new continent, "Really? If it can be exchanged, I must exchange some grain seeds. My family has none at all."

Jin hated seeing them enjoying themselves, and immediately asked, "Don't everyone weave the same straw sandals?"

In this way, the carriage can take at least two people, and the Bao family and the Fu family also learned to sit together, so there are eight more people sitting in the outer room.

When Mr. Fu saw it was him, he said in a cold breath, "I've been sitting all this way for a long time, my hands and feet are numb from the cold, and it's warm when I walk out."

Everyone couldn't believe it and said, "Our straw sandals can still be sold? Others probably won't buy them."

Granny Chen nodded, "Yes, we have been making these straw sandals for so many years, but we still can't make them well. They always wear out after a day or two, and not everyone can make them, like we can It’s done pretty well.”

When they were still at their own home, they also made straw sandals. After going out to work in the field, a pair of straw sandals were useless.

Baocai scratched his head in embarrassment, "I have nothing to do in my spare time. I have made a few more. Everyone has them. Fu Songyu saved my life before, and I can't repay it. Just make a bamboo fire." Sending you off in a cage, it's my shame."

At that time, I was weaving every day, but I couldn't do it well, and the straw sandals delayed the whole day's work.

"Success, I'll pull the weeds."

Mr. Fu was flattered and carried the bamboo fire cage. The bamboo fire cage was very well made. It looked like a food box and had a mesh cover. The burning charcoal inside was lightly covered with hot ashes, and he put his hand on it. You can feel the temperature.

Song Yang's daughter-in-law looked at everyone happily, "Then I'll teach you how to do it now. Anyway, if we can't sell it, we can wear it ourselves."

"Oh, really, thank you."

"My family is the same. There is not enough food along the way, so I can't stay here now."

In the afternoon, Jin Yan sat in the car, and Bao Ziniang also came to join in the fun, and the two of them chatted and did some small work in the car.

I can only rest for a while at noon, and the winter days are short, so I have to go early if I want to go, so the team started to set off again after a while.

"Oh, this thing is really good. You have put a lot of thought into it, right? How bad it would be to give it to me. You can keep it for yourself."

They attach great importance to craftsmanship, as if everything can support the family, who wants to reveal it to the outside world.

Bao Cai suddenly realized, and quickly gave him the portable bamboo fire cage in his hand, "This is the bamboo fire cage I made for you, it's not comparable to those expensive soup ladies, you just take it and use it."

Poor families rely on this hand of charcoal to survive the winter.

In the three mule carts, there were six injured people sitting in each, and the rest of the dozen or so people couldn't do anything, and had to push the cart on the road.

Jin Yan immediately pulled them to sit down, "It doesn't have to be for others to buy with money. We are short of everything now. It's okay to exchange things, such as seeds, needles and threads, or a piece of cloth. You made it. Straw sandals are so good, there will definitely be people willing to buy them.”

But Jin Yan couldn't get used to that. Fortunately, she had bought a lot of soles in the town before, and she still had some cloth in the car, so she could make a few pairs of cloth shoes first.

Bao Cai ran from the back to the front, and finally found the old man, "Grandpa, why don't you stay in the car in this cold weather, it's so cold outside."

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she immediately laughed, "Oh, my Doctor Jin, how can this be the same? In the past, no one would teach their craft. For example, when we make a pair of straw sandals, we just figured it out by ourselves."

Song Yang's daughter-in-law was surrounded by them, and finally smiled helplessly, "Sisters, stop arguing, and I will teach you how to make straw sandals later, so that everyone can wear them."

But everyone didn't complain, and even agreed with each other to sit for a while and rest, and take turns to change the cart.

"Yes, anyone can make these straw sandals. Who can we sell them to after we make them, and others may not have the money to buy them."

Jin Yan suddenly realized, turned his head and looked around and found that they were also wearing straw sandals. The straw sandals covered their entire feet, and they should be afraid of the cold, so they looked extremely bloated.

The place to drive the horses outside was given to them. Everyone was unwilling to get into the carriage, thinking it was too inappropriate, so they could only sit outside crowded together.

Mr. Fu nodded. It turned out to be like this. He was still a little hesitant in his heart, thinking that he couldn't accept other people's benefits for nothing, so he felt that it would be better to accept it.

This is also the heart of other people's cabbage.

"I have kept a lot of charcoal. If the fire in the bamboo fire cage is not enough, the old man can use the stick next to it to pick it up. I will add some for you when the fire is almost over."

"How can I do that? This is not going to trouble you again." The old man happily hugged the bamboo fire cage, and the whole person was very happy. "I know your kindness, but this will delay your business again. I can do it myself."

(End of this chapter)