"It's so beautiful." She couldn't put it down and picked up a piece of thread and looked at it. It was thin and the color was very full. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.
This is something like bedding that I bought for you. Mrs. Lin asked her man to put down the things he was holding. It turned out to be a set of bedding, brand new, and the cotton was very fluffy and warm.
Thank you Sister-in-law Lin, I like it so much. Shen Bingning couldn't help but lie on it, like a big turtle, which made Mrs. Lin cover her mouth and laugh. Even Lin Dong who was standing aside also laughed.
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Shen Bingning rubbed her face against the quilt, not minding how many laughing fruits she had made.
The quilt was ready, as were the needles and threads. Mrs. Lin also carefully bought her some rice noodles, oil and the like. Shen Bingning thought she must have owed money now, but when Mrs. Lin took out half a drop of money
, she was really surprised, no way. So cheap, so many things.
Prices in ancient times were really cheap, so cheap that she didn't even know what to say.
But she later learned that a family of five could feed themselves for a year with just two taels of silver.
She took the copper plate, thought about it, and stuffed the copper plate back into Lin's hand, "Sister-in-law Lin, I have to rely on you to take care of me from now on. There aren't many of these copper plates. You can use it to buy sweets for the child."
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"How can you be so embarrassed?" Mrs. Lin wanted to dodge. The two of them pushed each other several times, but when Shen Bingning insisted, Mrs. Lin finally accepted the coins and left with her man.
Shen Bingning patted the clothes on her body. It was better now. She was penniless and clear about everything.
So from now on, she will be self-reliant and work hard to make money.
With the candles lit, it was still a good light, but it was already dark outside.
She picked up the big bag containing the cloths, poured all the contents on the table, picked out the larger ones, and put the smaller ones neatly. Looking at the strips of cloth, she raised her face.
, almost half an hour of daze time.
Okay, let's get started. She rolled up her sleeves, then took the scissors, cut a large piece of fabric, and started drawing and cutting. She also had a picture in her mind. This was what she saw in the cloth store.
When she saw these cloths, she remembered that they were making handmade bags. In ancient times, there were no bags sellers or bag shops. She thought it would be possible. They say that scarcity is the most valuable thing, and things that are not available are the most valuable.
, people must be novel, so she is very confident in her idea. This is the first pot of gold she wants to make. And what she wants to do is not just sell bags. She will sell whatever makes money. However, through the ages, it seems that the most profitable
They are still women's children, and what she wants to earn now is women's money and women's love for beauty.
She has a friend who likes to make handmade bags the most. She makes all her bags by herself and carries them on her back. The rate of return is very high. She also opened an online store and the business is also good. She is very jealous of it.
, I studied with others for a few days, but later I was too busy with work and stopped doing it.
Now she is very glad that she has learned some, otherwise she really wouldn’t know what to sell.
The bag was basically ready, so she picked some strips of cloth, sewed them into small cloth flowers, and sewed them on.
Yes, she bit off the thread. She looked at her masterpiece. It seemed that the handiwork was still intact. The bag was very delicate and special. Although it was handmade, her handiwork was not very good, but she put her heart into it, so
, this look is really good, she doesn’t believe that such a beautiful and special bag, this ancient woman would not like it.