Farmer girl with space for good farming

Chapter 97 Low Price Embroidery (3)

"You child, you just boil the medicine. Mother is so delicate, she can't even bear the medicine... Don't talk about it, mother will cook the medicine first, don't make your grandma wait too long..."

After she finished speaking, she went to the kitchen.

"...Mother, she can't be idle for a moment. If I hadn't stopped her tonight, she would still want to make embroidered handkerchiefs overnight..." Huaihua watched her mother walking away and whispered.

"It's better for Aunt Osmanthus to rest more now, staying up late is absolutely impossible, otherwise the body will not be able to bear it." Mu Li said.

"I know this, so I persuaded her for a long time before stopping her." Huaihua said, moved a chair for Muli, picked up the embroidered handkerchief on the chair, and started embroidering again.

The moonlight is very bright tonight, and the Sophora jasmine flowers are weaving stitch by stitch on the handkerchief. Two beautiful jasmine flowers have been embroidered, and the third one is being embroidered.

"Sophia japonica is really good at embroidering." The purely hand-embroidered embroidery is not as good as some modern machine-made embroidery cases, and it is still very tender, but it has been embroidered very well and is very spiritual.

Mu Li's words are definitely a compliment from the bottom of her heart, Huaihua is only 12 years old, so she can embroider so well at such a young age, which is very good.

"How good is my embroidery? It's not half as good as my mother's. My mother's embroidery is good." Huaihua glanced at her and said with a smile.

"Don't be modest, even if you are not as good as your mother in embroidery now, but you are still young, in a few years, you will definitely surpass your mother."

Mu Li said, if she remembered correctly, Sophora Hua should have been learning embroidery since she was six or seven years old, and she has been learning it for five or six years.

The last thing Mu Li knows is female workers. She knows how to use needles, but they are used to kill people, not embroidery.

"You embroider so well, you can sell a lot of money, right?"

Huaihua nodded: "Well, one piece costs one and a half pennies, and two pieces cost three pennies. I've already embroidered three pieces. When I save up to ten pieces, I'll exchange them for money."

"What? It's only a penny and a half for such a well-embroidered piece?" Mu Li was surprised, such a beautiful manual embroidery is so cheap?
"How much can you embroider in a day?"

Huaihua thought for a while, and said: "I haven't counted. I will embroider when I have time. Sometimes I can embroider one and a half, and sometimes I can't finish one. But if I have time all day, I can embroider two. If I embroider at night, I can embroider two and a half pieces a day."

Two or three a day, one penny and a half?The price is too low.

As a street vendor in the town, she had heard that a handkerchief cost three renminbi, some even cost four renminbi, and the embroidered ones didn't look as good as Sophora japonica.

But looking at Sophora's reaction, it seems that she is quite satisfied with the price.

"Who did you buy these handkerchiefs for?" Mu Li asked.

"Sell it to Mrs. Hu in the village." Huaihua said.

"Ms. Hu?" Who is it?
"Ms. Hu often goes to the town, so she first bought my embroidered handkerchiefs with money, and then sold them in the town. Thanks to her helping us sell these embroidered handkerchiefs these years, otherwise we would not know what to do. How do you live..."

Speaking of Mrs. Hu, Huaihua's face was full of gratitude.

But yes, there is no man in the Liu family, if it is relying on Aunt Osmanthus, it is not convenient or safe for her to go to the town to sell things by herself.

If Mrs. Hu hadn't taken their embroidered handkerchiefs, they would have been unable to hold on.

Huai Hua thought so, but Mu Li didn't think so.

This embroiderer is so good, it's cheap to sell three pennies a piece, but Mrs. Hu only pays one and a half pennies, which can be doubled in the town.

(End of this chapter)