The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xiao Han actually wanted to buy a lot of things, but she knew too well the pain of being penniless.

So, she could only buy the most important daily necessities and try to keep as much money as possible.

It should be the turn of spring and summer now, and the temperature will rise day by day. With the old bedding brought by the shopkeeper's wife, she only needs to buy another sheet and use it half as a blanket when necessary, and she can basically get by sleeping at night.

As for clothes, there were three sets of old clothes given by Nanny Lin and the shopkeeper's wife, which were more than enough to replace.

What she needed to buy now was a washcloth for washing and bathing, a basin, a comb, and a needle, thread, and scissors for sewing. Oh, and she also needed a pair of cloth shoes. She was wearing open-toed sandals every day, and she didn't want to gossip about them even when she was working.

While the restaurant was not busy yet, Xiao Han said something to Manager Ding and went out.

She didn't have a purse to hold the money, so she put the copper coins in the bag that Nanny Lin had given her for clothes, and hung it on her shoulder.

First I went into a cloth shop.

The waiter inside immediately came over to greet him warmly. Although Xiao Han had learned the local language for a few days from the laundry women when he worked in the city lord's mansion to pay off his debts, it was impossible for him to communicate normally with the locals all of a sudden.

So she nodded to the waiter and walked straight to the rolls of cloth on the counter.

She planned to buy a slightly longer fabric for the bed sheets, and use the extra fabric as a face and bath towel. She also wanted to make a bellyband and underwear. Therefore, the fabric she chose had to be cotton.

She found that although the mainstream language here was very similar to the dialects of some remote areas today, and the writing was very similar to the seal script before the Qin Dynasty, the style of housing architecture, the fabrics of clothes and the sophistication of daily necessities were very close to those of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Therefore, this is a completely different time and space that cannot be inferred based on the history she is familiar with.

Yes, something as out of the ordinary as time travel can actually happen, and it is entirely possible to travel to a different time and space where all sorts of things are mixed together.

I touched a piece of fabric that looked very much like muslin and found that it felt okay.

This piece of cloth has a blue background with white flowers and looks relatively simple and elegant, so Xiao Han decided to choose it.

She didn't say anything, but just gestured on the counter with her hand to indicate a length of about two meters, indicating to the waiter that she wanted a piece of cloth of this length.

The width of this piece of cloth is about 1.4 meters. If she buys one that is a little over 2 meters long, she can get most of what she needs.

The waiter looked at the length she indicated and said, "How about I cut it to seven feet for you?"

Xiao Han didn't quite understand, so he simply took the ruler for measuring the fabric, measured it, and then used his fingers to indicate the number seven.

The waiter immediately looked at her with some sympathy. He didn't expect that such a young girl was deaf and mute.

He was about to measure the size and cut the cloth, but Xiao Han hurriedly stopped him again, then took out a copper coin that had been prepared long ago, gestured and asked him how many copper coins it would cost for this amount of cloth.

The waiter also gestured a few times, and Xiao Han guessed that it was about ninety copper coins.

Although this price immediately reduced her money by almost half, it was still within her reach, and the price of the cloth was much cheaper than she had expected. So she took off her bundle, counted out eighty-five copper coins, and said she would buy seven feet of cloth at this price.

The waiter was a little unhappy. Considering that she was deaf and dumb, he had quoted the lowest price.

But in the end he hesitated and agreed.

Xiao Han saw that the shop counter also sold needles, thread, scissors and other items, so he bought some here as well.

Big scissors are very expensive. Xiao Han had no money, so he picked the smallest pair of scissors. Needlework and other scissors cost him another fifty-five cents.

Looking at the only sixty cents left in his hand, Xiao Han could only sigh.

Oh! This money is so wasted.

He also bought two wooden basins and a comb, spending another twenty-five cents.

Well, the two hundred coins I received in advance were reduced to only thirty-five coins in a blink of an eye.

Holding these things and the little remaining family assets, Xiao Han hurried back to Liuxian Tower.

Manager Ding told her to start work tomorrow, so Xiao Han cleaned up her place before it got dark. She wiped the worn-out wooden bed with a rag from the restaurant and covered it with bedding.

Then cut the purchased cloth into appropriate lengths and sew the raw edges of the cloth with needle and thread.

Although her clothes don't have as fine stitches as the handmade clothes here, this is something she wants to use herself, so of course she won't despise herself.

Whether it is the raw edges of bed sheets or towels, they are all sewn in straight lines, which is quick to do.

After she finished sewing the bed sheet and two towels, seeing that it was still early, she began to sew underwear.

I bought too little fabric and had to make too many things, so I had no choice but to shorten the bed sheet. After it was finished, it was estimated to be only 1.6 meters long.

There was too little fabric to sew a bellyband that covered her belly button, so she had to ingeniously make two bowl-shaped cloth bags and connect them with a few thin straps.

A super fabric-saving bra was born.

As the sky gradually darkened, the lights in the restaurant came on brightly. Xiao Han took a small stool and sat under the lantern hanging from the eaves in the backyard, continuing to sew underwear in an inconspicuous spot.

Anyway, I guess no one here knows what this thing she made is, so there is nothing to be shy about.

She has to hurry up and prepare it so that she can replace it tomorrow.