The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

"Really!" He Miao opened her salted fish shop. "Look, all the hats are sold out! We agreed on a 40/60 split, and we made a lot of money!"

"What? They're all sold out? Weren't there only four?" Ya Ya exclaimed, her eyes wide with surprise.

Sister Gouya and Sister Xinghua knitted so many hats, almost a hundred in total. They sold out so quickly? How come she remembered Sister He Miao telling her there were four?

"I did sell four before the Qingming Festival, and the buyers confirmed receipt, if you remember correctly. But these past two days, I don't know where the customers came from, they're buying like crazy, the straw hats I listed were all sold out in less than a day. I restocked and listed them again, and they were snapped up instantly. Now people are still leaving messages asking me when I'll restock, and many are asking if I can customize them."

He Miao then scanned two thousand yuan and sent it to Ya Ya.

"The other batch of buyers hasn't received their orders yet, the money hasn't been deposited, so I'll give you a portion first. By the way, did you ask about the custom orders?"

"I asked, and Sister Gouya said she could accept it. She was very happy." Ya Ya listened to the payment notification on her mental watch and replied to He Miao earnestly.

Sister Gouya has only been here a short time, and she's already making a lot of money for the village. I heard from Grandma Duck that a pig only costs a little over two thousand yuan, and Sister Gouya has earned the equivalent of a pig in one go.

"Then I'll tell the buyers that we can accept custom orders. If the craftsmen in your village have time, they can make another batch of the original hat designs. The shop doesn't have a single hat left right now." He Miao's fingers flew across the phone screen.

After receiving a definite reply, I first sent a message to the first divine guest, Wuyuzi.

The other person seemed to live like a salted fish, replying with a puppy scattering flowers emoji within ten seconds of sending the message.

Mullet Roe: [Really, ma'am? That's wonderful! I'll place the order right now. I want two hats made: one is an antique wide-brimmed hat, made from a six-point straw hat base, with a dark purple satin outer layer and a beige ruffled inner layer. I want beaded flowers on the left side, and preferably some design and feathers...]

Seeing the "typing" message constantly appearing in the other person's chat window, He Miao quickly pulled up her notes app to write it down, and also took screenshots of the two abstract reference drawings she had drawn that Wu Yuzi had sent her.

Mullet Roe: [Are you still there, Madam?]

The rice seedling that ran away with its bucket: [Yes.]

Mullet Roe: [Apologies in advance, my hand-drawing skills are terrible. The two reference images are purely stream-of-consciousness and my own imagination, so please use your imagination! Let me know the production time later, and I'll pay the deposit first! Could you please provide a deposit link so I can place the order immediately!]

He Miao looked at her densely packed text description, then glanced at the illegible reference drawing, and carefully considered her reply.

The seedling who ran away with the bucket: [Honey, let me explain in advance that your reference is a bit vague, and the finished product can't perfectly replicate the effect you imagined. If you can accept any differences, then we can order. I'm just a reseller; the craft teacher will be in charge of the production. I need to find out the specific timeline and will update you with the details once I have a definite time. I'm posting a link for a 200 yuan deposit for custom orders; the total price will be calculated based on the complexity of the production, materials, and time spent.]

After she finished speaking, she listed a blank item for pre-order. As soon as the link refreshed, Wuyuzi immediately placed an order and paid.

Mullet Roe: [Absolutely no problem. I have 100% trust in the craftsmanship of your shop. Many of my fellow enthusiasts have received their orders from your shop, and not one of them dislikes them!]

He Miao: Alright, case solved. It turns out all the guests were brought by this little fairy, the mullet roe fairy.

After finishing her conversation with Wu Yuzi, He Miao put down her phone and turned to look at Ya Ya, who was sitting obediently in a chair admiring her new clothes: "I just received a custom order for two small hats. The customer's requirements are a bit complicated, so I've sent the description and pictures to your phone."

"We might be a little short on materials, especially for some unique accessories. I'll go buy some tomorrow morning, and then come find you here again around this time tomorrow evening, okay?"

Ya Ya nodded and handed the phone to He Miao. After seeing the picture of the black pancake that looked like it had grown hair, she frowned. The people here have such strange tastes. Why would they like this kind of hat? It looks like the wheat cake that Aunt Chun Tao makes, but the hair on it is much, much blacker than the wheat cake.

"I'm leaving now, thank you for the vegetables, see you tomorrow!" He Miao picked up the small vegetable basket and waved to Ya Ya.

After waiting for He Miao's figure to disappear around the corner, Ya Ya put the milk powder on the table into her spatial storage, then took out a small cart from her storage and piled all the baskets of bok choy into the cart.

The new clothes that Sister He Miao gave me have one flaw: they don't have pockets, so there's nowhere to put my phone, and the pants pockets are too small.

Ya Ya slung her Kuromi bag over her shoulder and put her phone away.

The light drizzle outside had stopped, leaving the road surface wet and reflecting a faint shimmer.

After passing by the shopkeeper's shop on purpose, Ya Ya gave him a basket of bok choy and then pushed her little cart, carefully choosing places with water along the way towards the commercial city.

Rain boots stepped through puddles, splashing up shallow water droplets.

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow won't work, I'll fly to Beijing tomorrow morning."

"Has Mr. Cheng still not found one he's satisfied with?"

"Sigh, my dad says the old man likes traditional things and has very discerning tastes. I'm planning to go to Panjiayuan to see if we can get some extra renovation funds this time."

Before they even arrived, they could hear voices coming from the other end of the alley.

It's Sister Cheng You, she's back!

Ya Ya quickened her pace and ran over: "Sister Cheng You, you're back."

Cheng You's eyes lit up as she looked at Ya Ya's pink and tender outfit. "Your clothes are quite cute today. Your taste has improved. You came back to pay respects to your ancestors yesterday, and you're going out of town again tomorrow. If you need anything, ask Uncle Yu!"

She took the opportunity to pat the little bun on Ya Ya's head.

"This is for you." Ya Ya took a basket of bok choy from the stroller and handed it to Cheng You.

"Huh? Where did you get these vegetables? Did you go to the market?"

Cheng You casually took the basket.

"No, we grew these ourselves."

Upon hearing this, Cheng You rummaged through the bok choy in the basket. It was almost entirely devoid of heart, the leaves a vibrant green. She wasn't an expert on vegetables and didn't particularly like them. But her grandfather enjoyed these fresh, farm-grown vegetables, so she could take some home to try.

"So you grew it yourself. Then you can be very polite, thank you Ya Ya!" Cheng You smiled and patted Ya Ya's little head again.

……

"Hey, little Yuzu, you've finally decided to visit your old man today? What's with this fashionable outfit? Don't tell me carrying a shopping basket is all the rage abroad now!" Old Master Cheng joked.