At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

Lin Qing said jokingly, "Sihe is right. I can't rely on any of you. I can only call Yuanxin."

As if he had anticipated her refusal, Lin Qing continued to brainwash her, "Since you want to make clothes, you have to go to the town to see what kind of stitches and patterns they use."

Lin Yuanxin thought that what Aunt Lin said made sense. She couldn't just sit there working without a head in the sand, otherwise what would she do if no one wanted the clothes she made?

Although she didn't make clothes last night, she looked through Aunt Lin's patterns and imagined what they would look like. She became even more convinced that she couldn't delay making money because of herself!

"Okay, I'll go with you then!"

After Lin Yuanxin finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something, went back to his room, took out a few handkerchiefs, and handed them to Lin Qing shyly.

"I embroidered this when I had nothing to do these past two days. Aunt Lin, can you take a look and see if it's possible to sell it?"

Lin Qing opened his eyes wide upon hearing this, took it with great joy, and then his eyes opened even wider.

The stitches on the small handkerchief are fine and the patterns are lifelike, each with its own style, and they are plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

"Wow, Yuan Xin, you're really amazing! If I were the owner of a cloth shop, I would definitely take these without hesitation and sell them for a high price!"

Lin Yuanxin's cheeks turned red with shame and he felt even more embarrassed.

"Let's, let's see what the boss says then."

Seeing them packing up to leave, Gu Damao quickly put away his books and stood up to see them off, saying awkwardly:

"Mom, please come back early today. Changqing and I have already written another simulation policy paper and are waiting for your approval."

"it is good!"

After the three of them packed up, they walked towards the station entrance facing the rising sun. They thought they were the only ones on the bus, but unexpectedly they saw the familiar figure Xiangzhi on the bus again.

I didn't notice it yesterday, but Xiangzhi looked a little haggard. After seeing the mother and her children, she forced a smile and insisted on inviting her to sit next to her.

Lin Qing wanted to refuse, but she didn't know what day it was. Just as they were about to get on the car, seven or eight people came one after another. Except Xiangzhi, they were all men. After being pushed around, Lin Qing and Lin Yuanxin had to sit with her.

Xiangzhi saw Lin Qing finally sit next to her and smiled with relief.

"Mrs. Gu, what a coincidence! I went to town to sell handkerchiefs today, and I didn't expect to run into you again! You've been going to town quite frequently these past few days, and your family is even selling buns. Your family must have been so lucky these past two days!"

Her words caused several people in the car to look at each other sideways. Xiangzhi had no intention of letting her family go. She continued, "Mrs. Gu, can you tell us what good job you've found in town? Tell us too. You can't be the only one making a fortune, right?"

Without waiting for Lin Qing's reply, Gu Sihe said coldly: "I'm still not as diligent as you, otherwise why do you always run into us?"

The people in the car laughed softly at the sight of this little guy being so eloquent.

Lin Qing was very touched that the child would defend herself, but she also didn't want him to be so impolite, so she deliberately put on a stern face and taught him a lesson.

“Shihe, even if you are telling the truth, you must learn the methods and ways, otherwise you will be disgusted.”

The others in the car were stunned for a moment before they realized what Lin Qing meant.

This sounds fair, but it is secretly supporting Gu Sihe and slapping Xiangzhi in the face.

What does it mean to learn how to speak in a methodical way?

Isn't it just about making the insults sound nicer, like her?

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Gu family is really amazing.

Xiangzhi obviously understood the meaning of Lin Qing's words. Her face turned red and white, and she said with a dry laugh:

"Mrs. Gu, you really have a way of disciplining children. I don't know much about anything else except embroidery. It seems that I need to spend more time with you and learn more from you in the future!"

Lin listened to her and looked at her smiling face. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

Xiangzhi suddenly took out a few handkerchiefs and forced them on Lin Qing: "You see, I haven't prepared anything nice, so I'll give these to you as a thank you gift. Sister Gu, please don't think this gift is too little and deliberately refuse it!"

Lin Qing took the handkerchief, turned it over and over several times, and found that the fabric of the handkerchief was poor, the color was dull, and the touch was rough. The pattern embroidered on the handkerchief was a butterfly in love with flowers, with butterflies flapping their wings and the petals gorgeous and tempting.

She didn't know much about embroidery. She had only seen various intangible cultural heritage stories about it in documentaries. She was shocked by its exquisiteness and even more amazed at the time it took.

It would probably take the inheritors more than a month to embroider a small handkerchief, but Xiangzhi in front of us was able to sell her embroidery products in just two or three days, and she could embroider them so delicately, which is really amazing.

She remembered that the teachers' hands in the documentary were a little rough, and her eyes unconsciously moved to Xiangzhi's hands, which were as white and tender as peeled onion roots, and did not look like they were used for manual labor at all.

I don’t know if she is gifted or just knows how to take care of herself.

If it were in the past, Lin Qing would definitely hesitate whether to accept these handkerchiefs, but now she smiled and returned them to the other party without even thinking.

"I can't accept this. It's not that I think your gift is insignificant, but I don't need it. We are farmers, so we don't need such exquisite things."

Of course she didn't mention the more important reason.

We have no shortage of these things at home.

Now that I have seen Yuan Xin's embroidery skills, these are simply not good enough.

Xiangzhi tried several more times without giving up, but was rejected by Lin Qing's soft words every time.

Although Lin Qing didn't know what her purpose was, seeing that she looked increasingly anxious, he decided to lend a helping hand.

"Well, Xiangzhi, you work so fast, why don't you consider saving up some finished products so you can negotiate the price with the boss and have him come pick them up later? You're always running into town, which is not only troublesome, but also costs extra money on the trip."

Xiangzhi was stunned.

Yes.

Why had she never thought of negotiating terms with her boss in this way?

He turned his face away, half ashamed and half angry, and stammered without answering.

The men in the car couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that Xiangzhi had left Lin Qing aside like this, some people kindly tried to ease the atmosphere, but their tone was indescribably strange.

"Mrs. Gu, everyone has their own livelihood. Don't worry too much about Song Qin's wife! After all, her skills are beyond your reach, and I'm afraid no one in the entire Songsi Village can even begin to replicate them."

Lin Qing looked at the man who was talking and found that it was not just him. Most of the men in the car looked at Xiangzhi in unfriendly and even obscene ways.

hiss……

Why is this?

A man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks said, "If you ask me, none of us are as generous as Song Qin. After all, who among us would dare to let our women show off like this, right?"

Amidst the laughter, Lin Qing spoke slowly and unhappily.

"Since both can fill our stomachs, why should we distinguish between steamed buns and cornbread? Xiangzhi supports her family with her hands, and you make a living by working. We both earn money, so what's the difference?"