The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Shen Yan sat quietly in the carpenter's yard, watching Wang Dazhuang concentrate on weaving a straw object. The sunlight shone on his sturdy body, outlining the contours and making him look more upright and powerful.

His fingers deftly moved between the woven straw ropes, and each movement seemed extremely skillful, as if this object had already left a unique mark in his mind.

Shen Yan was attracted by his skills and couldn't help but admire him: "Wang Dazhuang, your skills are really superb."

Wang Dazhuang heard the voice, raised his head, and showed a simple smile, "Sister Shen, you are here. This is just a small thing, nothing special."

Shen Yan smiled and looked at the weaving in his hands, secretly admiring the ability of her eldest son.

Not only has he made achievements in the carpentry industry, but he is also so skilled in weaving, a seemingly simple craft, which is truly admirable.

"Your family's craftsmanship is indeed well-inherited." Shen Yan exclaimed, "You are worthy of being the master's apprentice."

Wang Dazhuang couldn't help but show a hint of pride when he heard this. "Thank you, Sister Shen, for the compliment. This is all the traditional craftsmanship of my master. I am also benefiting from my master's teachings to be where I am today."

The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant during the conversation between the two. Shen Yan showed great interest in Wang Dazhuang's craftsmanship and asked him questions about weaving techniques from time to time, while Wang Dazhuang was also happy to share his experience and insights.

Not long after, the old carpenter came back and Shen Yan said that she wanted a woven wooden bag.

The old carpenter returned home and saw Shen Yan and Wang Dazhuang talking animatedly. He walked over with a smile and said, "Miss Shen, you need a woven wooden bag, right?"

Shen Yan nodded, "Yes, old carpenter. I want a simple and practical wooden bag to hold some daily necessities."

The old carpenter nodded and motioned Shen Yan to follow him to the studio. He opened the door of a small room, which was filled with various woods and weaving tools.

"Let's pick some wood." said the old carpenter, pointing to a row of neatly arranged wooden boards.

Shen Yan carefully observed each board and selected a beech board with uniform color and clear texture. The old carpenter took the board off lightly and began to prepare the materials for making the wooden bag.

Then, the old carpenter took out a thick hemp rope and began to weave the wooden boards into the main body of the bag. His technique was skillful and adept, and each hemp rope was woven tightly and durable.

Shen Yan stood quietly by and observed, exclaiming in admiration from time to time. She watched the old carpenter's fingers weaving between the weaving, as if he were a dancer performing a graceful dance, which made people admire him.

After a while, the main body of the wooden bag has taken shape. The old carpenter took out some thin rattan and began to add some decorations to the wooden bag. He skillfully wove the rattan into patterns and dotted the edges of the wooden bag, making it more delicate and beautiful.

Finally, the old carpenter installed a sturdy handle on the wooden bag to make it easy to carry.

Although the whole production process is simple, every detail shows the ingenuity and skills of the old carpenter.

The finished wooden bag was placed on the table, emitting a faint wood fragrance. Shen Yan picked up the wooden bag, felt its texture and weight, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Master, this wooden bag is so beautiful, thank you." She said gratefully.

The old carpenter smiled and shook his head. "You're welcome, Miss Shen. As long as you like it, I'm satisfied."

Shen Yan slung the wooden bag over his shoulder, feeling its practicality and beauty, his heart filled with satisfaction and gratitude.

This simple wooden bag not only meets her daily needs, but also makes Shen Yan feel that the old carpenter's craftsmanship is truly ingenious.

"This is so beautiful." Shen Yan couldn't help but admire.

The old carpenter smiled and said, "If I didn't have your drawings, I wouldn't be able to make it. It's all thanks to you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have any ideas. It's a pretty good-looking little bag like this."

The old carpenter's surname is Wu. He is very old, with a beard on his face, and looks rather unkempt. Although not as elegant as the teachers in the academy, he also has a unique masculinity.

Shen Yan was quite happy to hear Carpenter Wu praising her.

The two were chatting, and Carpenter Wu suddenly asked, "By the way, Shen Yan, have you used the cart I made for you to sell things these days?"

Shen Yan did not hide anything and directly told about his business of setting up a stall on the avenue.

"Master, many people asked me who made the cart, and I told them it was you who made it."

"Oh, I see. It was you who said that. No wonder when I went out today, many people asked me if I would sell cars. I am not greedy. Girl, since you introduced me to these businesses, I will give you half of the profits."

Shen Yan quickly refused: "Master, this won't work. You made the carts, how can I give you half of the profits? How about this, since you want to give me the profits, let's split it 70% and 30%, you 70% and I 30%."

Shen Yan didn't want to take advantage of others. The most important thing was that the drawing was indeed made by Shen Yan, and she did make a contribution.

What's more, Shen Yan also wants to earn more money now, after all, the family expenses are relatively high.

Only she and Song Yunfeng were fine, but now there were two more children, and suddenly there were four people in the family.

Carpenter Wu could have made the cart himself and not given any money to Shen Yan, but he didn't. He still respected Shen Yan's drawings, which touched Shen Yan very much. So she couldn't argue with Carpenter Wu too much. 70% and 30% was good enough so that she could earn less.

After a discussion, Carpenter Wu of course agreed, and hoped that Shen Yan could give him more drawings so that he could make more things, and he would give Shen Yan 30% of the profits.

Shen Yan thought about it and agreed. Since Carpenter Wu could make the drawings and then sell them, it meant that this approach was feasible.

If there is a chance in the future, I can draw more drawings and ask Carpenter Wu to help sell the things, and we can make money together.

When going out, Wang Dazhuang gave the shoulder bag to Shen Yan. Shen Yan put it on her back and asked for money, but Wang Dazhuang refused.

This child has a strange mind. He doesn't talk much, but when he sees Shen Yan, he will still say a few words.

"Tomorrow, they will also set up stalls, so you have to be careful."

Wang Dazhuang suddenly gave this reminder, then stopped talking and began to lower his head to focus on his own things.

Shen Yan's brows furrowed. Of course she knew who Wang Dazhuang was talking about. It was Wang Juan, whom she had offended two days ago. The eldest wife of the Wang family was worthless. Aunt Wang and her husband were both gone, but the eldest son Wang and his wife Wang Juan were still bullying the two children, Wang Jun and Wang Lin. They just didn't want anyone to have a good life.

"Thank you."

After thanking Wang Dazhuang, Shen Yan left Carpenter Wu's house.

When they returned home, it was already late and Wang Jun and Wang Lin were preparing to steam rice.

"Sister, you're back." Seeing Shen Yan coming back, they hurried forward to greet her.