030. Spokesperson
Gu Jiayi took the trick and couldn't help laughing: "Aunt Niu, your skills are really good." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Aunt Niu smiled a little embarrassedly, "This person is old, his hands are not dexterous, and his eyes are not very good. β
When Gu Jiayi heard this, she couldn't help but say, "What price does the eldest lady have in mind?" β
Aunt Niu and Sister-in-law Niu glanced at each other, and said tentatively: "Two or three taels of silver may be sold?" β
Gu Jiayi was speechless. If it is put in modern times, these embroideries can be sold for thousands, but after all, this is ancient times, women who can't embroider a pattern, not to mention that there are professional embroiderers in the county, and this is just a cloth with embroidery, said to be used to make handkerchiefs, people with slightly better conditions are not able to look at the quality of this cloth, and the conditions are slightly worse, people buy it is useless, are all for the livelihood of the whole day, who will pinch a handkerchief all day to vassal elegance? So now regardless of the price, it is still a question of whether it can be sold.
"Aunt Niu, I have a small suggestion, you can embroider an insoles, embroider a screen, embroider a purse or something, maybe someone will need it, but if it's just a piece of cloth like this, maybe it's still ......."
Aunt Niu was slightly stunned, "Look at our sister Yi, I think so much, but I'm an old woman, it's okay to embroider an insole or something, as for the one you said, what kind of wind, and purse or something, I don't know what to embroider, you also know, although we countrymen also use purses, but just take two pieces of cloth and sew it, no one has ever thought about embroidering on it." β
Gu Jiayi pursed her lips and smiled: "This is not difficult, when I come back from the county, I will think about it with you." In her previous life, she started learning to draw since she was a child, and designing an embroidery pattern is not a piece of cake!
Aunt Niu nodded yes, and the two chatted casually.
Seeing that the sky was already bright, Gu Jiayi thought of going to Aunt Zhang's house to borrow an ox cart, so she said goodbye and walked out.
When I arrived at Aunt Zhang's house and explained my intentions, Aunt Zhang's husband Uncle Zhang personally drove the ox cart out and said, "Sister Yi, today I want to accompany your Aunt Zhang back to her parents' house, why don't you let Brother Ming drive the ox cart with you?" β
Gu Jiayi was a little reluctant, but she really didn't know how to drive the ox cart, and she asked herself if she couldn't control the creature like the cow well, so she had to say apologetically: "It's really troublesome for you, Uncle Zhang." β
Brother Ming is Uncle Zhang's eldest son, he is thirteen years old this year, he is born dark and thin, and he is not good at words, but his honest smile is like a touch of sunshine, which can make people feel close and warm quickly.
"Sister Yi'er, let's go, don't miss your business, father and mother, and sisters, you have to wait for a while before leaving, don't wait for them." Brother Ming'er's voice was clear and low, and his tone was gentle, which made people unconsciously add a touch of goodwill.
"Then I'm bothering you." Gu Jiayi also smiled very politely.
She asked Brother Ming to go to Aunt Niu's house, moved dried red dates to the car, and then set off for the county seat.
Along the way, the two were silent, only occasionally when their eyes met, they would have a knowing smile.
Gu Jiayi supported her head with her hands, leaned on her lap, closed her eyes and recuperated, and fell asleep unconsciously, until Brother Ming gently pushed her, and then woke up.
She was a little embarrassed and smiled, "Is this the time?" Brother Ming, do you know the Qian Ji dry goods store? β
Brother Ming nodded, in fact, he often comes to the county seat, big and small corners, all kinds of shops, not to mention that he knows a thing or two.
Ox carts weave through the streets. I have to say that Brother Ming'er's skills in driving the ox cart are better than Aunt Zhang's, at least they are stable, and they won't brake because of the person opposite.
When he arrived at Qian Ji, Gu Jiayi walked in first and greeted the shopkeeper, explained his intentions, and then walked out with the shopkeeper Ning.
Shopkeeper Ning picked up a dried red date at random, looked at it carefully for a while, asked for advice, and tasted it.
His indifferent expression began to smile, and finally nodded, "The red dates in Tuocun are worthy of their reputation, and the craftsmanship of this production is also very exquisite, but the shop already has dried red dates, and Tuocun is also a long-term supply......
Shopkeeper Ning's voice gradually weakened, Gu Jiayi already understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, buying and selling is a kind of fate." β
She suddenly changed her words again, "By the way, shopkeeper Ning, I don't know if the young grandmother has any suggestions for my publicity plan?" β
Shopkeeper Ning patted his head and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, the young grandmother also asked me, if Miss Gu comes, invite the painter, Miss Gu, why don't you go into the shop to rest for a while, I'll go to the painter." β
"What are you looking for an artist?"
"Of course, it's a portrait of you."
Gu Jiayi was confused, which one is this singing, the young grandmother looked serious, and she was able to come up with these ideas?
Shopkeeper Ning continued: "The packaging bag has been printed, Miss Gu will know when you go in and take a look." β
Is it? Why didn't you notice it just now? Gu Jiayi glanced at Brother Ming, and the two walked in together.
It turned out that the packaging bag was indeed drawn according to her design drawings, but not everyone had it, and it was necessary to buy more than two catties to send a packaging bag. But that's okay, many young people who like new things are rushing to buy walnuts, and even some middle-aged people seem to have heard about it and come in to see the excitement.
Shopkeeper Ning rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "This batch of packaging bags was also rushed out yesterday, but I didn't expect it to attract so many people as soon as it came out today!" What the young master thought was to take advantage of this east wind to burn another fire, and simply draw Miss Gu's portrait on that or what kind of propaganda poster, but, then again, we don't have much walnut stock. β
There was too much information in this sentence, and Gu Jiayi only picked one of the ones she was most interested in and asked, "Who is your young master?" β
Shopkeeper Ning coughed lightly, "It's Bo Gongzi, he is the eldest son of our aunt and grandmother." β
"Who's talking about me behind my back?" The visitor walked in from outside the door, and saw Bo Lechen with a graceful demeanor, a pale gown, a hand-cranked paper fan, handsome and elegant.
"Bo Gongzi." Shopkeeper Ning bent over and saluted.
Bo Lechen made a gesture to him, and Shopkeeper Ning left on his own, busy with his own business.
"Presumably the shopkeeper Ning has already told Miss Gu about the portrait, I don't know what Miss Gu thinks?"
Gu Jiayi smiled slightly, and had a calculation in her heart, "Yes, but you have to pay for endorsements." "In modern times, in layman's terms, it is to ask her to advertise, and this advertising is not in vain.
Bo Lechen showed a puzzled expression, and asked tentatively, "Does Miss Gu want to be paid?" β
"Clever!"
Bo Lechen looked at her, his smile froze, and he couldn't help but wonder a little in his heart, what kind of character is this little girl? Sometimes lively, sometimes intelligent, sometimes naΓ―ve, sometimes unreasonable, which one is really her?
"By the way, come over here." Gu Jiayi restrained her smile, anyway, the painter hasn't come yet, so hurry up and talk about business.