The Little Lucky Girl

After the festival in the mountain village, people will be organized to go down the mountain to sell goods.

Old Man Ming thought that since they brought ox carts and horse carriages this time, he might as well take the goods back as well.

The chief was very happy because this way they could save several young men from delivering goods, and maybe they could open up more land this year.

Well, it seems that those young people don’t seem very happy.

Every household had heard the news and happily brought over all the things they had stored at home.

Yuxiang was responsible for helping everyone record items. Ming Youyou and the others originally planned to help record, but when they saw what she wrote, they suddenly felt it difficult to get involved.

"Sister Yuxiang, what do these mean?" she asked, pointing at the circles.

Yuxiang said: "This is a tradition passed down in our village. You see, this circle represents the cloth that everyone weaves, and the tail-like pattern represents animal skins."

"What about these ones with one more or one less painting?"

“This represents each family.”

Ming Youyou and the others took a breath and said, "These are too similar. It takes a very good brain to remember them all."

Yuxiang smiled shyly and said proudly, "So the person in charge of this matter must be the smartest person in the village. It used to be my father, and now it's me."

Lu Tai also nodded in agreement. "You learned the words in the book yesterday right away. We have taught many people before, and you are the fastest learner."

Yuxiang's face turned red instantly, she lowered her head, and her hands became stiff.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Zheng Huan pulled Lu Tai aside and said, "You are very popular with men now. You should be careful about what you say and do."

Lu Tai said anxiously: "I didn't say anything."

"Do you understand? Well, I don't really understand it either. Anyway, if you see a girl, stay away from her."

Feng Xu also sighed with emotion. He didn't expect that among the three of them, the one who used such words was Lu Tai.

The system also quietly opened the scan, "Yuxiang's intelligence index is indeed the highest among her peers, what a pity."

Ming Youyou felt envious, but also a little sad at the same time, because the system had said before that her intelligence level was only slightly above average.

"Then if you met Sister Yuxiang first, would you be bound to her? She must be able to endorse things much faster than me."

The system felt a little helpless, so it said something that was not very nice. The host actually remembered it until now. It turned out that what the information said was right. The child can only be praised.

It coaxed, "I bound you because your brain waves are the most compatible with mine. No matter how active others' are, it has nothing to do with me."

Seeing that the host was obviously happy, it added: "And people's intelligence can be improved through learning, especially children. Just like you, the host, you are much smarter now than when I first met you."

"Really? Really?" Ming Youyou jumped up happily on the spot, scaring the three people next to him.

"Are you okay?" Feng Xu reached out and helped.

Ming Youyou waved her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay." She looked at Feng Xu again and kindly reminded him, "You also need to read more, okay?"

Feng Xu quickly withdrew his hand, turned around and left.

Ming Youyou turned around and saw the cloth piled on the ground. Her good mood was gone in an instant. Her grandfather had just said that they would still buy it at the same price as in previous years, which meant that her family would have to spend more money this year.

She scratched her head, feeling that this was not the way to do business. If she paid money to help others, the people being helped would not feel comfortable knowing it.

Her father had said before that the people in the village should be made aware of the truth, so that they would spend less energy on cloth and perhaps even be able to figure out something else to make more money.

As a result, she was scolded by her grandfather, "Is it so easy to figure things out? Try to figure it out when you have nothing to do. If it weren't for your father-in-law, you would only be able to farm."

He said, "Life in the mountains is even harder than ours. They can't hunt in the winter. If they lose the income from weaving, how can they survive?"

Ming Youyou felt that what her father said was right, and what her grandfather said also made sense. She poked at the pile of cloth and asked puzzledly, "You can make rice into several colors, why don't you dye cloth as well? Colored cloth is much more expensive than plain cloth."

Yuxiang sighed, "We know this. But the colors dyed in Liang State are better than ours, so the merchants don't like our products."

"Dyeing is also very time-consuming. You have to make indigo mud and rice wine. You have to prepare them in the first year and use them in the second year. In the end, the cloth can't be sold for much more than plain cloth, so no one does it anymore."

Ming Youyou knew that the cloth from Daliang was indeed much more colorful.

But the color faded quickly, and it started to look old after a few washes. Also, I don’t know if it was because of the dye, but she would get a small rash whenever she put it on close to her body, so her family stopped letting her wear it.

"But everyone just thinks it looks good and will still choose it. We can't compete with that." Yuxiang felt a little sad as she touched the pieces she had knitted.

"So I can't beat others with the same thing," Ming Youyou said to himself, "The only thing I can do is try something different."

"I remember Lu Tai told a story that his grandfather once saw an old man selling fans. The products were good but he couldn't compare to the old man's hawking skills. So he helped write a few words on the fan, and the fans were sold out."

Yuxiang smiled bitterly, "Do I have to write on the cloth? Even if I can write, I can't dye it."

"It seems that it is possible." Some fragments flashed through Ming Youyou's mind, and she patted her forehead, "Wait a minute, I'll come to find you later." After that, she ran away.

In order to catch up with the promotion of small cakes a few days ago, she watched a lot of videos from the research institute to earn points. However, because her purpose was not pure, she was not very attentive when watching them. She even watched some of them while half asleep before going to bed.

She quickly searched for it, but couldn't find it after looking through all of it. "Could it be a dream I had while I was asleep?"

The system also checked the records and said, "Several videos have been removed. I suggest you write to ask what happened."

The research institute responded very quickly. Because of the publicity by the previous masters, almost all the inheritors now know that there is such a child from an ancient alien world who is learning their courses.

Some masters felt that their previous courses were arranged according to existing standards, and some materials were readily available to them, but might not be suitable for Ming Youyou's living environment, so they planned to re-record a set tailored for her.

When Mu Lao heard that she wanted to learn printing and dyeing, he was very happy and said, "Quick, put me on the list first. I can finish recording the video in three days."

She also sent Ming Youyou a list of materials. "There are three copies on it. The first two were researched by my ancestors and are usable, but they are not perfect. This last one is what we will use in the end."