The Road to the Imperial Examination for Poor Children"

26-30

Wu rolled her eyes, turned around, and gave Lin Sanzhu a back, too lazy to pay attention to this nasty thing that fell into Qian's eyes.
　　When Lin Sanzhu arrived at the bookstore, shopkeeper Gao was already waiting. When he saw Lin Sanzhu coming, he hurriedly brought the goods into the back hall, and then couldn't wait to look at the embroidery.
　　Well, that's right. After shopkeeper Gao saw that there were many new words, he couldn't help but nod his head.
　　After he put the embroidery on display yesterday, he immediately sold three pencil cases, five fan cases, purses and money bags, and insoles that he thought would be hard to sell, but he actually sold six of them in one go. A pair of insoles, and the scholar who bought the insoles kept asking if there were any other insoles with good meanings. If so, he would like to buy them again.
　　And driven by these embroideries, the business of the shop's study room has also improved a lot. Yesterday alone, more than 20 taels of silver were collected, which was more than the income of the previous two or three days.
　　Looking at the table full of embroidery, shopkeeper Gao thought to himself, would it be better if he put all the embroidery out at once, or if he could put out more than ten pieces every day in a steady stream?
　　After counting the goods and settling the account, shopkeeper Gao invited Lin Sanzhu to sit down and drink tea. "Brother Lin, in the future I will have some embroidery done at home, so just send it over."
　　Lin Sanzhu nodded, he thought so too.
　　In fact, Lin Sanzhu originally wanted to mention signing a long-term supply contract, but everyone said that it was not the business that caught up with him. Since Shopkeeper Gao hadn't had this idea yet, it meant that he had his own considerations, so he might as well wait for a while before talking about it.
　　As for why he had to wait for a while, Lin Sanzhu had a premonition that he could be sure that within a few days, someone in the town would imitate his embroidery. After all, this was not a difficult task. As long as anyone could do embroidery, he could basically do it. 99% can be learned.
　　The most important thing is that the more people imitate, the selling price of embroidery will definitely drop. I think shopkeeper Gao understands this, so he didn't propose the idea of ​​further cooperation.
　　Lin Sanzhu planned to talk to his parents about this matter when he got home later, and then asked his wife and sister-in-law to come to the town to prepare the embroidery thread and fabric. He had to take advantage of the fact that there was still a good price. Get the embroidery done.
　　I think of the days when I was selling persimmons. My eldest brother and my second brother carried their burdens and worked from dawn to dusk, running around for more than half a month. They only earned a little over one tael of silver. In comparison, you could earn a lot more by doing embroidery work. If you missed it, it would really be a shame. pity.
　　Thinking of this, Lin Sanzhu didn't stay long. After leaving the bookstore, he walked quickly to Nanmen Street. Lin Dong's oxcart was parked at the entrance of Nanmen Street. Going there now, he could catch up with the trip back to the village at noon. .
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Chapter 25: Dividing Money
　　The father and son who were leisurely at home today were a little uncomfortable. No, after wandering back and forth at home for a few times, they went to the fields again, but this time they didn’t pick up the hoe. The ten acres of land they have cultivated have been plowed by oxen. If they carried hoes over there again, wouldn't they be too full to eat?
　　"Dad, why does my son feel so much more at ease?" Lin Erzhu couldn't help but say as soon as he left the courtyard.
　　Lin Dazhu also nodded, "My son also feels that the big stone in his heart seems to have been let go."
　　Looking at his two dark and thin sons, Old Lin felt a little distressed. The meat he had managed to raise in the first month was gone again. Alas, The farm work these days is really tiring.
　　In fact, Lao Lintou also wanted to say that he felt much more comfortable.
　　Can you not feel comfortable? Hiring an ox not only saves a lot of energy, but also speeds up a lot.
　　And speed is the most important thing. Farming time waits for no one. If you miss it, it will affect the harvest of crops.
　　Therefore, in the past few days, everyone's heart strings were tight, and they did not dare to take a rest when going to the fields to dig the ground.
　　Just like the eldest son, his waist was not fully recovered from a fall while picking persimmons years ago. He was told to rest at home, but the eldest son refused to listen and continued to dig in the ground day after day.
　　There is also the third child, such a lazy person, but at this time of year, he also changes his previous lazy behavior and uses his full strength in turning the hoe.
　　Old Lintou knew that the reason why his sons were so concerned was because they were afraid of delaying the planting time.
　　But now, Old Lintou looked at his eldest son beside him, his second son walking in front, and himself. They all looked rare and leisurely. There was no need to worry that he would not be able to dig out the ground in time and would be late to sow the seeds. , and then the harvest failed, leaving the family hungry.
　　"Dad, look at our land, it seems that plowing has begun!"
　　Lin Erzhu was overjoyed and quickened his pace as he spoke. Lin Dazhu followed closely and walked quickly to his own field.
　　Old Lintou, on the other hand, stopped his steps and looked up.
　　I saw in the field not far from the foot of the mountain, a big buffalo with its head lowered, pulling the plow forward with all its strength, and behind it was Lin Xia, holding a whip in one hand and a rake in the other, shouting from time to time. The sound came.