Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

There are two waiters in the shop, one of whom is waiting for the guests.

Another young boy who looked to be in his early 18s and looked relatively smart was sitting in a daze on a high wooden stool used for climbing up to get things.

The boy glanced at the shopkeeper who was worried. He was worried too!

The business in the shop was getting worse day by day, and it was about to close down. He was worried that the shopkeeper would no longer want him, so he would not have any money to take home during the Chinese New Year this year, and the whole family would have to suffer from the northwest wind.

"Ugh!"

Just after the waiter sighed for the 108th time, he suddenly saw a group of thirty or forty people entering the store. The originally spacious shop was packed to the brim, and the light in the room was a bit dim.

He was startled and ran forward quickly to ask:

"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, do you want to buy some clothes? Our clothes are of good quality, meticulous in workmanship, and reasonably priced. Please take your time in choosing, and you are guaranteed to be happy with your purchase."

Qiao Ran took a look at this ready-to-wear shop. It was spacious and well-organized. The clothing materials displayed on the shelves were of good quality. Upon closer inspection, the workmanship was also really good.

But the styles and colors seem to be relatively simple, and there seems to be nothing new. No wonder the business is so poor.

Qiao Ran looked away and asked the waiter:

"We are not buying clothes. Is your shopkeeper here? I have a business to discuss with him."

When the waiter heard that these people were not here to buy clothes, his enthusiasm suddenly faded and his shoulders slumped, but he still tried hard to put on a smile on his face and asked:

"The shopkeeper is busy right now. Do you have anything to ask our shopkeeper? I can go and report it."

Qiao Ran pointed to the leathers carried on the shoulders of the group of men behind her and asked:

"I wonder if your store buys animal skins? Our skins have been tanned and can be used directly to make clothes."

"This……"

The waiter was a little hesitant. Business in the store was not good to begin with, and the shopkeeper was worrying about whether to close the store or not!

There are so many beast skins that their shop may not be able to eat them!

He quietly glanced at the shopkeeper who was still immersed in calculating the abacus, and hesitated whether he should step forward and interrupt the shopkeeper to calculate the accounts.

The shopkeeper was already worried. If the shopkeeper was angry at himself, wouldn't he be wronged?

Just looking at this group of country people who seemed to be quite honest and good-natured, the waiter, who originally came from the countryside, felt compassion, scratched his head, and said:

"Wait a moment, I'll ask the shopkeeper for instructions."

"Then there's Brother Lao!"

The waiter stepped forward and said softly to the shopkeeper who didn't even raise his head:

"Shopkeeper, someone comes to sell leather, should we accept it?"

The female shopkeeper fiddled with the abacus for a moment, then looked up.

I was shocked when I saw so many people in the store.

When she saw clearly that these people were holding several pieces of animal skins on their shoulders, she frowned, not really wanting to accept the skins.

The store's business was already poor, and it had been at a loss for the past six months. She was thinking about whether to close the store, sell the shop, and go back to the countryside to farm with her children.

However, this is a family business that she and her husband-in-law have worked hard to create, and she originally wanted to pass it on to her children. After her husband-in-law passed away two years ago, she has worked hard to support the shop alone. She really feels that it is a bit difficult, but she does not want to take it easy. give up.

Although she still had several hundred taels of silver saved before, which was enough for herself and her children to buy a house and land in the countryside and live a life without worries about food and clothing, she did not want to lose the family fortune that she had worked so hard to build in her own hands. .

She glanced at the numbers on the account book that showed she could not make ends meet, and walked out of the counter with suppressed sadness.

"I am the shopkeeper of this shop. My husband's family name is Yang, and everyone calls me Sister-in-law Yang. Who are you...? Did you hunt these skins yourself?"

Qiao Ran saw that this shop was indeed owned by a female shopkeeper, and replied: "Yes, Sister-in-law Yang. My name is Qiao Ran. To be honest, we are all refugees from Qingzhou. We passed by Shuimen County and came to the city to sell these things." Skins, so that we can exchange for some food items and continue moving forward. These skins were hunted in the mountains on the way and have been tanned. Look at their appearance."

Seeing this large group of men, Sister-in-law Yang asked a teenage girl to come out to discuss business. She looked at Qiao Ran with some surprise, and then turned her eyes to the animal skins in the hands of the men.

Qiao Ran winked, and Qiao Erhe immediately handed over a wolf skin and a rabbit skin in his hands.

Sister-in-law Yang took the two pieces of skin and inspected them carefully. Both pieces of skin were peeled off very cleanly. There was not a single hole in the whole piece of skin. The leather was very soft and tough, and the fur was very smooth and smooth. The tanning technique was very unusual. .

She had also collected some animal skins before, so it was obvious that the quality of these skins was very good.

It's just that my store is about to close. If I accept these leathers, wouldn't I lose more?

Seeing Sister-in-law Yang's hesitation, and thinking about what she saw in the store, and the Sister-in-law Yang she saw frowning while settling accounts when she first entered the door, Qiao Ran roughly knew what her troubles were.

She was no longer in a hurry to discuss business and asked: "Shopkeeper, can you lend me a pen and paper? It's best if the pen tip is thinner."

Sister-in-law Yang didn't know why, but she still asked the waiter to get the pen and ink.

Qiao Ran spread out the paper on the counter, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and drew several pictures on the paper with the tip of a slender brush.

Everyone gathered around and watched curiously. This was the first time Qiao Erhe and the men in the village knew that Qiao Ran could actually draw, and they all stared with wide eyes.

The pictures that gradually appeared on the paper were lifelike. Even if they couldn't draw, they could still see that the pictures were all styles of clothes.

Sister-in-law Yang, who was standing next to Qiao Ran, was even more shocked. These paintings were three-dimensional and intuitive, and the styles of the clothes were painted extremely vividly, and she could see them clearly at a glance.

This was the first time she had seen this kind of painting, and the styles of these clothes were something she had never seen before, but she found them inexplicably beautiful.

She could imagine how amazing these clothes would be if they were made!

Qiao Ran drew more than a dozen pictures in a row, then stopped and looked at the female shopkeeper with a smile:

"Sister-in-law Yang, what do you think of these styles I painted?"

Sister-in-law Yang looked at the little girl in surprise: "The style is very novel and beautiful! Girl, what are you..."

Qiao Ran smiled and said: "Sister-in-law Yang, as long as you accept our leathers, these drawings will be given to you. These pictures are of fur clothes, including jackets, waistcoats, and cloaks. These pictures are of other cotton clothes. The style makes it a warm and beautiful winter coat without being bulky.”