Fast through the cannon fodder, she shines brightly

Chapter 266 Widow (21)

After boiling the brown sugar, Mu Wan sat by the window and polished some small bamboo sticks to smooth the surface.

What she wants to make is a round fan, an elegant and beautiful ancient fan, which is the easiest to highlight a woman's gentle and graceful temperament when held in her hand. Although the weather is not so hot now, it is still okay to stick to the fan and pretend.

She uses the fan bone as the central axis, and the silk cloth is stretched on both sides, which looks a little monotonous, and can be painted or embroidered on the silk cloth.This piece of fabric is dark blue, and it looks deep and peaceful. She embroidered snow-white plum blossoms, which are well-proportioned and charming.

She made three shapes of round fan, round shape, square shape, and banana leaf shape. The workmanship is exquisite, especially the picture of a beauty, with a slender waist and a fluttering belt, which is frail and delicate, and has a unique style.

After finishing the fan, the bought cloth was completely used up. Mu Wan rubbed her fingers, planning to go to the market tomorrow and sell all the handkerchiefs, fan candies.

Fang Cheng jumped up happily, smiling brightly. Going to the market is undoubtedly a very lively and interesting thing for him.

When they rushed to the entrance of the village early in the morning, there were not many people going to the market. The villagers were barely able to eat and wear. Except for selling some eggs and vegetables, no one would often set foot in the town.

Mu Wan breathed a sigh of relief. The women in the village were gossiping, seeing that she was carrying a basket, they would definitely ask questions and chatter, and she really didn't want to deal with it.

When they arrived in the town, they could vaguely see crowds of people moving. Mu Wan hugged Fang Nian, called Fang Cheng who was next to him, and went to the embroidery village first.

She took out her handkerchief and round fan, all of which were exquisite, with fresh patterns and skillful stitches, even if it was just a few lines drawn on the edges, they were extremely unique. Rao, the proprietress had seen hundreds of pieces of embroidery, and saw such I can't help but be impressed by the impressive things, and I want to wear them on myself.

A look of amazement flashed in the proprietress's eyes. Except for the slightly rough texture of the fabric, the handkerchief looked exquisite, and the patterns were something she had never seen before. It was so beautiful. Which woman wouldn't like it.

There are also those round fans, which are obviously handled carefully, like Danqing painted with brush and ink, everywhere is so beautiful, gentle yet luxurious, elegant and unique, it will definitely make the rich lady in the town The ladies looked up.

I didn't expect that this peasant woman looked ordinary, but there were such embroiderers. She immediately realized the business opportunity, and said politely, "Little lady, I have bought all these embroideries, can you give them away next time?" Come to me, and I will definitely not treat you badly in terms of price."

Mu Wan smiled and said, "Lady boss, how much do you think these things of mine are worth?"

The proprietress hesitated for a while, and said generously, "How about twenty yuan for a handkerchief, and forty yuan for a fan?"

"Okay, deal."

Mu Wan is quite satisfied with the price. These embroideries can be sold for more than one tael in total. She just spares a little time every day, and it doesn't take much effort. Of course she knows that her craftsmanship is not only worth a tael, but those handkerchiefs They are all small items, so I can’t raise the price, so I always have to leave some profit for the landlady.

She bought some silk cloth and embroidery thread again. This time, the quality she chose was higher, and the repairing effect was even better. Sell ​​it to me."

Fang Cheng opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes widened in surprise, how could it be sold for a tael of silver?
Mu Wan patted his head, "Mother's fingers are almost pierced every day, and she still works hard to figure out the tricks and practice diligently, of course it's worth a tael of silver."

A trace of admiration flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes. His mother is amazing. The women in the village can also do needlework, but the embroidery is all rough flower bones. He intuitively feels that his mother's embroidery is more delicate and complicated.

(End of this chapter)