The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 71 Received an embroidery job

In order to check on the situation of cosmetics, Chunnuan made a special trip to town to take a look around.

When Chunnuan arrived at the entrance of the embroidery shop, she saw Chunning chatting with the shopkeeper's wife.

Chunnuan strolled in, not getting too close, but just listening quietly from the side.

"Hey bro, did your family move? Where did you move to? You wouldn't believe it, I went back to my parents' house a few days ago specifically to look for your family, but I couldn't find anyone there."

"It has indeed been moved. May I ask what business Manager Lin has with me?"

"Of course I'm calling you because I need something. Why are you so wary? I'm not going to eat you."

Chunnuan almost choked when she heard that.

How can you eat something so small?
You can bring yourself to do it.

"Didn't you say last time that your family knows embroidery? Let me tell you, I got a big order, and it's for the same embroidery style as your family. Are you going to take the job?"

"Manager Lin, I don't quite understand. Didn't you say it was a big order? I'm worried my family won't be able to handle it." Chun Ning thought for a moment, then said, "How about this, you tell me what you're going to do, and I'll go back and discuss it with my family. I'll give you an answer tomorrow, okay?"

“That works too. But I’ve taken on the job of embroidering the dowry for the county magistrate’s daughter. It’s a big job, and I need to be good at embroidery. Otherwise, I might not only not get paid, but I could also end up in jail.”

"Then you're going to embroider it for her?" Chun Ning was a little confused: "Didn't you say that the dowry was all embroidered by oneself?"

When we were in the capital, my mother always talked about my older sister, saying that she was already fifteen and it was time for her to embroider her dowry. My older sister always said that she didn't know how to embroider and that she would ask the embroiderer to help her.

The result was naturally that the older sister was subjected to a barrage of criticism and denunciation.

The most common criticism was: you're not good at needlework and you don't learn it, you just bury yourself in your grandfather's pharmacy and mess around with something, and no one will allow you to mess around after you get married.

As a result, the older sister said, "I won't marry into a family that doesn't allow it. It's best to ask the Zhang family first. I don't know needlework, so I'll ask them if they mind. If they do, then we should call off the engagement as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, my sister's words backfired.

She really did break off the engagement with the Zhang family.

"How many daughters of wealthy families can endure the hardship of embroidery? It hurts to prick your fingers with a needle. So their dowries are all embroidered by embroidery workshops, and they only need to do a few symbolic stitches at the end."

Chun Ning understood; it turned out that her older sister wasn't the only one who didn't know needlework.

"Young man, you should go back and ask if you can get it done. Otherwise, I'll have to go somewhere else to find an embroiderer."

It's really worrying. I worry when I don't have any business, and I worry when I do have business because I'm afraid of the risks if I don't do it well.

Opportunities and risks coexist.

"How is the payment for the embroidery calculated?"

Chun Ning was no longer the naive boy he once was; the first thing he thought of was making money.

Listening from the side, Chunnuan thought to herself: The potential of a businessman is beginning to show.

"You won't be shortchanged." Madam Lin was a straightforward person: "To be honest, the cost of embroidering this wedding dress is two taels of silver. As long as your family takes it, we'll split it evenly, with each family receiving one tael of silver."

Chun Ning started making plans in her mind.

No wonder everyone says that money is easy to make in business. The veracity of Lin Niangzi's statement about two taels of silver remains to be verified, but what is certain is that she obtained that one tael of silver effortlessly.

She would take the work from the county magistrate's residence, hand it over to her own family members to do, and then return it to the county magistrate's residence after they had finished. In this back and forth, she would earn one tael of silver.

Family members, on the other hand, have to spend several days working hard, and in the end they can only get one or two taels of silver.

Chun Ning went back and asked, and everyone in the Xiao family said they would accept.

Even a tael of silver is money in the Xiao family now. "I can do it if I bring him back," Zhu Lingling said. "I happen to have nothing to do right now."

"Lingling, you've just finished your postpartum confinement period, so you can't do too much needlework, it's bad for your eyes."

Madam Xu quickly replied, "It's just a wedding dress. Your second and third aunts and I can make it perfectly well."

Their wedding dresses were sewn stitch by stitch by themselves back then.

Thinking of the glory she enjoyed when she married into the Xiao family, and then thinking of her husband who was nowhere to be heard from in the northern desert, Xu felt a pang of sadness.

Chun Ning accepted Lin Niangzi's business deal.

The Xiao family members picked up needles and thread and began working on the wedding dress.

"We finally have a chance to make money. These past few days, we've relied entirely on Chunnuan. We haven't been able to share any of her burdens," Xu said with emotion. "Even a tael of silver is money."

Back in the day, when she was in charge of the household affairs of the Xiao family, she would reward the servants with one or two taels of silver when they did a good job.

Thinking about the days she spent today, Madam Xu felt distressed. Truly, she was not even as good as the servants in the mansion back then.

Chun Nuan witnessed Chun Ning's entire business venture and was relieved that he had finally been forced to grow up.

Then they arrived at the entrance of another alley and faced off against Uncle Luo.

"Spring warmth, what are you doing here?"

After saying that, Uncle Luo wanted to slap himself twice. She had moved her whole family to the town, so why couldn't she stay here?
"Uncle Luo, I'm just taking a stroll around. What about you? What are you doing here?"

"Speaking of which, I haven't had a chance to thank you yet," Uncle Luo said. "If you hadn't come and dissuaded me from going to the dock or pulling the boat down the river that day, I might not be alive today."

Seriously, that was a close call. He was terrified, and he often has nightmares in the middle of the night about being swept away by a flood, which wakes him up in a fright.

"I've heard about the dockworkers' incident too," Chunnuan said. "I didn't do anything. Uncle Luo is just a lucky man, blessed by heaven. He's destined for good fortune."

“Spring warmth, your Aunt Luo said you are good at talking, and you really are good at talking. Your words warm my heart.”

Suddenly I felt that I was truly blessed.

"I am telling the truth."

"Oh, right, spring is here, I forgot to tell you something."

"What's going on?"

Chunnuan looked at Uncle Luo with a puzzled expression.

"It's about that medicinal wine..."

At that moment, Uncle Luo recounted how he had given the medicinal wine to the boatmen to apply.

“I told them to apply it for three days. If there’s no change, that’s fine. If there is a change, they can pay ten coins.”

The medicinal wine was still in his hands, and then he actually came up with this idea, which is pretty good.

"You have no idea, I'm quite famous at the docks. Many people know I have good medicinal wine and want to curry favor with me. I'm so busy I can't keep up with them all." Uncle Luo said, "Chunnuan, you should make more of this medicinal wine. You'll definitely be able to make money from it later."

"Okay, Uncle Luo, I understand. I'll go and soak two more pounds of wine right away."

“Chunnuan, you don’t know, they all call me Doctor Luo now. But I’m not Doctor Luo at all. It’s just that your medicinal wine works really well. I have an older brother named Chen who couldn’t walk at all. I rubbed it on him for three days, and now he can get out of bed. He’s so happy.”

(End of this chapter)