Chapter 33 A New Way to Make Money

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Liu Xiaotao is a straightforward person, and he will put it down when he says it, but he also says that he will work quickly: "Hurry up and finish digging, you have to work hard when you go back, do more, and save more money." ”

Xuan Miao'er has always felt in her heart that such a way of making money will definitely not be able to pick up Xuan Ling'er a year ago, so she still has to think of a way to make money, but she can't use the time in public middle school, and she can't be too public.

Especially when it comes to painting by herself, she can't let Shangfang know too much, otherwise she won't want to split up, and she will become a cash cow for Shangfang, so her mind is also very chaotic, and the movements of her hands are not fast.

After a while, Xuan Anhao's own basket was full, and he came over to help her dig it, and Xuan Miaoer was a little reluctant: "Brother, you sit down, I'll dig it myself." ”

Xuan Anhao continued to dig: "I'm not tired, I'm also sitting, it's better to listen to Sister Xiao Tao, hurry up and go home after digging and I'll embroider my purse." ”

At this time, Liu Xiaotao's basket was also full, so come and help her.

After digging wild vegetables, I was preoccupied on the way back, and I didn't talk much.

"Wonderful girl, Hao boy. A kind voice behind him called out to the two siblings.

Xuan Anhao happily pulled Xuan Miao'er and said, "It's a little aunt." ”

Liu Xiaotao saw that the two met relatives: "Then I'll go back first, you guys go over." ”

Xuan Miao'er said goodbye to Liu Xiaotao, and walked quickly towards her little aunt with Xuan Anhao.

Xuan Anhao knew that his sister couldn't remember the past, so he hurriedly introduced: "This is our grandmother's sister, which is good for our family." ”

After speaking, the two of them also arrived in front of the little aunt, and the sisters and brothers both politely called out: "Little aunt." ”

"You are going to dig wild vegetables again, pity this child, you work every day to feed the family, you wait, the little aunt will bring you something to eat. With that, he ran back to the yard.

Xuan Miao'er looked at the old man with gray hair, and her heart was warm, the yard looked very dilapidated, there shouldn't be much money, but it was really not easy to be willing to give them things.

"How many people are in my aunt's family, isn't it good for us to ask people to eat?" Xuan Miaoer asked Xuan Anhao.

"We haven't eaten less things from my aunt's house over the years, and my aunt's family is not doing well, a few years ago, my cousin and my uncle went into the mountains to dig gold with others, and they were buried in the mountains, leaving Brother Ziming a child. My aunt is literate, and I can earn some money by helping people write letters or something, and my cousin goes to school in the town, and I plan to take the Xiucai exam next year. Xuan Anhao gave a quick introduction to the general situation of his aunt's house.

"Oh, it's not easy, my little aunt is such a nice person. "Xuan Miaoer really likes this little aunt, her family is so poor, and she helps them.

At this time, the little aunt came out with two nest heads in her hands: "I can't eat well when I see the sky working." As she spoke, her eyes turned red, and she reached out to touch Xuan Miao'er: "The little girl is eleven years old, and she looks so thin and small, it makes people feel distressed." ”

Xuan Miaoer herself is a sensual person, and after listening to her little aunt's words, her heart was sour, and she also shed tears: "Don't worry, little aunt, our family is much better now than before." ”

The little aunt stuffed the nest head to the two sisters and brothers: "Go home quickly, or your father and mother should be worried." ”

Xuan Miaoer took the nest head: "Thank you, auntie, it's not early, we're going home, I'll come to see you another day." ”

The little aunt watched the two children go away before returning to the yard.

At night, they all sit on the kang and embroider purses, tie the knots, do wood carving, and don't stop with their hands.

Xuan Miao'er didn't do anything, and poked the wick of the oil lamp with a small stick.

"Miao'er, sit honestly for a while, if you block the light, your mother won't be able to embroider her purse. Liu looked up and said.

"Mother, you've embroidered ten patterns, won't you change the patterns?"

"There are only a few patterns I have received, can I embroider a new pattern by myself?" Liu didn't take it too seriously, and continued to embroider.

Xuan Miaoer's heart flashed with inspiration, drawing purse patterns, this is absolutely good at herself, low-key, sell a few times, it won't attract attention, she really can't be too flamboyant at this age, and then find a way to cover it up, otherwise she should make trouble for herself, and now she has no backer, so you have to be careful about everything.

She took out the paper and ink, happened to buy the color ink last time, and asked her brother to make a palette for herself, which was all moved out, put on the table, and began to draw purse patterns.

The family didn't pay attention to her, usually Xuan Miaoer would occasionally itch her hands and draw a few strokes, but after painting, Xuan Miaoer was directly destroyed, and the better the painting, the more she didn't keep it, so as not to be discovered.

She thought about the purses she had seen in books and museums in her previous life, and she had a number in her heart, there were no three-dimensional purses in this era, they were all different patterns embroidered on a small bag, and the patterns were also limited.

Three-dimensional, simple, don't be too prominent for the first time, so as not to sell at a good price in the future, then draw a three-dimensional purse in the shape of a carp, every year there is more than a good meaning, according to the carp shape to draw a drawing, even the fish scales should be three-dimensional, and then draw an analysis drawing.

The purse is in the shape of a carp, and it would be even more subtle if you chose the fabric according to the color of the carp.

Xuan Miao'er painted in great detail, that piece of empty, which piece of stitching are marked out one by one, after the painting I read it myself, afraid that others would not understand my own drawing method, so I called everyone over to take a look. Anyway, she wants to continue to do this thing, and she can't hide it from her family.

Liu Shi leaned over: "What is this? Carp? What are you going to do here?"

Xuan Anrui has always believed in his sister's ability: "Does my sister have any way to make money?"

"Your sister is still a child, and you are too demanding of her. Xuan Wentao patted Xuan Anrui on the back and also came over to take a look.

"My brother is right, I painted a purse pattern, mother, you see if you can understand it, it is different from the previous embroidery on a square bag, but directly made into various shapes. In the future, I will draw others, but I can't paint too many at once, because scarcity is expensive. And I don't want to get noticed by the upper room. Xuan Miao'er said and blew the piece of paper and handed it to Liu.

Liu Shi took it in his hand and looked at it: "This thing is not difficult, I will understand it as soon as I see it, I will make a simple one in a while, I don't have time to embroider, but it is easier for people to understand, and when you go to the town tomorrow, you will also bring a look." ”

"Mother is so smart, and I know the sample, tomorrow or my brother and I will go, just go to sell wood carving pendants, this time the autumn harvest is coming, you go, grandmother has something to say again." "Xuan Miaoer still wants to sell it herself, and she can also see the market.

Xuan Wentao looked at the daughter in front of him, he always felt that she was too mature, and she was very distressed, isn't this forced by life, otherwise if she is so young, why is she thinking about making money all day long and going home for her eldest sister.

"Miao'er, don't think about making money every day, you're still young, what should you do if your brain is tired? Xuan Wentao stretched out his big hand and touched Xuan Miao'er's head.