We have to make this chrysanthemum pillow to make a feature, so as to attract people You see so many chrysanthemum pillows sold on the Internet, basically the shape is the same look

Let's come up with something else, the last time on the beach you made a cushion of fine grass was beautiful, it was very soft to sit on, can you weave them into a pillowcase? The more Zhang Qian spoke, the more excited she became, and at this moment, she immediately thought of the supporting facilities.

The last time Liu Junhao was weaving the cushion, she was thinking about how to use this thing, and now when she thinks of the chrysanthemum pillow, she has an idea, isn't it just right for this thing to be a pillowcase?

You can try it" Liu Junhao's enthusiasm was also mobilized, and his thinking gradually became broader. Fine grass is very flexible and absolutely durable if woven into a pillowcase.

"Then let's pick some fine grass by the river now for experiments," Zhang Qian hated to make a few chrysanthemum pillows to hang on the Internet for sale.

Liu Junhao originally wanted to wait until tomorrow to talk about it, but seeing Zhang Qian's excited appearance, he had to do it according to her temperament.

There is indeed a lot of fine grass on the river beach, especially on the shady side, where the clusters grow particularly densely. When he arrived at the location, Liu Junhao put the big basket down, and then cut it with a sickle with Zhang Qian.

It didn't start to sprout until the end of April, and the grass that had just grown was only three or four centimeters long, and when they harvested it, they only had to raise the sickle a few points, and all they cut was last year's dead grass.

The fine grass is tough, and the animals do not digest it for half a day, and people generally do not touch this thing when they cut the grass. Unless someone wants to make a straw rope, they will come and cut some of it, so the patches of fine grass on the river beach can be said to be quite intact.

Zhang Qian felt quite fresh when she first got the sickle, but the cutting grass was not what she imagined, and she was always frightened, for fear that she would slash at the crook of her leg if she used too much force.

Her movements were like a grandmother's teeth grinding. Grab a few sticks of grass in your left hand. Swinging around with a scythe in his right hand. A handful of grass can be rubbed for two or three minutes.

Liu Junhao couldn't help when he saw her. It's not worth it if you wait for the next cut. So let her sit down by the haystack and rest. Swing the scythe at full speed.

"Be careful. Don't be so fast. Be careful," Zhang Qian squatted next to her and kept admonishing. People's hands dance back and forth like shuttles. Her eyes were almost glazed.

"It's fine. I'm measured," Liu Junhao said disapprovingly. Don't look at the left hand that keeps stretching and stretching next to the scythe. But it's not so easy to cut your fingers.

That's where practice makes perfect. In the countryside, landed old people cut grass and could even close their eyes and not look at the sickle. He couldn't get to that point, though. But I've also trained for a few years.

It only took half an hour. Liu Junhao cut a large bamboo basket full of fine-leaved grass. Of course, he took advantage of Zhang Qian's inattention and secretly dug up a few large pieces of grass roots with a sickle and threw them into the stone lock. I'm going to put it inside and nurture it well.

When the two returned home, they began to think about knitting pillowcases again. In fact, in his opinion, there is no difference between braided cushions and braided pillowcases, but in the end, they just need to be sealed.

This fine grass is too fine, so it can only be woven together a few sticks, which is a bit laborious to rub. However, Liu Junhao's hands are very flexible, so he didn't feel troublesome.

In order to take care of Zhang Qian, he deliberately slowed down and taught step by step. In the end, girls are skillful, and Zhang Qian followed the basic essentials of learning. It's just that the pillowcase she made up is a tofu scum project, which is very rough, and when you pull it with your hand, the connection will completely fall apart.

Seeing that the top of this pillowcase was a little monotonous, Liu Junhao used fine grass to inlay a Chinese knot on the pillowcase, and there was a big blessing character inside.

"It's so beautiful, someone must have bought this pillowcase on the Internet...... No, I'm going to use this. Zhang Qian originally wanted to show off on the Internet, but then she was a little reluctant.

"I'll teach you, it's easy"

In the past, children in the countryside did not have any toys to play with, but their creativity was quite high, and frogs, boats, airplanes, pistols, pigeons, and other living things could be folded out with just a few pieces of waste paper.

As for the things made from wheat straw and cattail straw, there are even more, straw hats, sunflowers, goldfish, flower baskets, and so on.

As the hands weave, those childhood memories slowly came out. Liu Junhao is more and more comfortable with the arrangement, and the patterns are constantly renovated.

He knitted four pillowcases in a row, and the patterns on them were not the same.

Now Zhang Qian has seen a lot, she has never seen a man's hands so skillful, and finally pulled Liu Junhao and said that she also wants to learn.

After taking the photo, Zhang Qian couldn't wait to send the photo to the forum on the eighteenth floor for investigation, she wanted to see how much such a beautiful pillowcase would sell.

I thought that there must be few responses, but I didn't expect that just after more than half an hour, more than 100 people participated in the vote, and 70% of the people in the price option chose 20

Yuan. In the reply below, there are people who keep asking what this pillowcase is

Now Zhang Qian was completely relieved, and she had completely forgotten about pretending to be a chrysanthemum. She directly hung the remaining three pillowcases in her local online store and sold them, and then sent an address to the eighteenth floor.

This has just been refreshed a few times, and all three pillowcases have been sold.

People who didn't buy began to complain in the forum that they started late, and people kept asking if there were any pillowcases, and the price was not a problem.

The wild grass has become a treasure, and the wild grass has become a treasure.

Both of them were very excited at the moment, even more excited than the last time they sold snail shells. Last time, the transaction was a bit accidental, but this time it was different, yes, it did make people see a successful path.

How much of a fortune would it be if the fine grass on the river beach were fully utilized? Thinking of this, Liu Junhao's originally lazy heart also beat hotly. Now he can't wait to go to the village immediately to find Liu Guangju and ask him to mobilize the masses to join the straw weaving army.

But slowly, his hot heart calmed down again. Things may not be as simple as you think. The fine grass on the beach seems to be a lot, but it is not endless. If the villagers knew that this waste grass could make money, they might swarm to follow, and it is estimated that even the grass roots will be dug up by then.

He hadn't done much farm work in this hand, so he was as dexterous as ever.

For many rural people, it is already a little difficult to let them weave pillowcases, if you want to weave some patterns on it, it is like letting Zhang Fei embroider flowers.

One of the most important questions is whether this thing can really sell as well as it just now? If you can't, you rashly let the villagers weave, and in the end you can't sell it, what should I do?

After thinking about it, he felt that it was better to be subtle and gradual. When the people in the village knew that straw weaving could be sold for money, they didn't have to move it themselves, and they would learn it the same, just like when they raised yellow eels.

After sending Zhang Qian away, Liu Junhao paid attention to the fine grass in the lock again, and he took out the grass roots and planted them on the land in the front yard, under the tree roots, and in the vegetable patch in the backyard. Of course, there are also a lot of them planted in the stone locks.

This is done naturally to contrast with each other, and it can be seen from the growth environment of the fine grass on the river beach that it is a shade-loving and moisture-loving plant. What Liu Junhao has to do is to learn more about the habits of this plant, and see if he can improve it in the stone lock to make this grass thicker.

After Zhang Qian went back, she immediately changed her pillowcase and thoroughly experienced the taste of a handful of fine grass. The untreated pillowcase still had a bit of grass smell, and she slept all night without dreams until dawn.

The next day, Liu Junhao had breakfast and went to the street to collect the three pillowcases.

When he came back, he naturally sat in the courtyard and continued to weave pillowcases, but he completely lost patience after knitting two of them. Last night it was all about interest, and today I picked up the fine grass again, and I only felt that my fingers were sore and sore, obviously because I had exerted too much force.

"Tsk, what are you kid making up?" After Professor Zhao came over and saw the pillowcase, he couldn't help but take one and look at it carefully.

"Pillowcase, see how it goes," Liu Junhao said with a smile as he moved his sore fingers a few times.

"It's really good, I didn't think you still had this craft, I thought you wouldn't do anything but eat."

"Is this a compliment or a disservice to me?" Liu Junhao laughed and began to add patterns on it.

"I used to weave this stuff when I went to the mountains and went to the countryside, but we made it with wheat straw. At that time, it was mainly straw hats and baskets. You look good at this, wait for the Internet to see if anyone buys it, and now many people like handmade products. Professor Zhao looked at it and suggested.

"Your old advice is too late, I already sold three yesterday." Liu Junhao recounted yesterday's events with some pride.

"There really is your kid, if you make a chrysanthemum pillow, at least one can be sold for fifty yuan."

As the two were talking, the sound of "chirping" came from the pile of miscellaneous wood, and then a water duck also "quacked" with joy.

When I turned my head to look, I saw a few black ducklings fluttering their tender wings on the wood, and they didn't dare to jump off from it after trying a few times.

"What litter is this?" Professor Zhao looked at the dozen or so ducks and said.

"It's the first litter, but there are still two more litters to hatch, I'll send you some in a few days." He answered, and went into the house to get a piece of steamed bread to feed the little ones.

A few days ago, Liu Junhao deliberately sent the nest of newly released chicks to Professor Zhao's hospital, so that he could be idle and have fun.

In the first few days, the old hen took the chicks to her house at night, but Professor Zhao used the chicken: after deducting it a few times, it also became honest and led the chicks into the chicken for the night steadfastly