Chapter 95: Thinking about men's purses

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Chapter 95 Thinking about Men's Purses
There is no distinction between men's and women's purses in this dynasty. At most men don't need to embroider peony purses, they will use embroidered gourds and green bamboo purses.
If it is carefully distinguished here, Gu Chunzhu feels that he can still make a fortune.
"Just embroider a small poem, or embroider ink painting? How does Xiaoxi feel like this?" she asked.
"It sounds elegant, then you will sell it to me when it is embroidered." Liu Xiniang's thoughts and thoughts, if there are really men's purses, when you send the gracious guests, you will feel more sincere.
Gu Chunzhu thought of the gray rabbit skin at home again, and asked quickly: "Whether you can wear a leather jacket made of rabbit skin, Xiaoxi, I still have a few rabbit skins made of nitrate."
"Wearing a lot, how to pick up the bloated body." Liu Xi Niang shook his head, and said a little bit Gu Ying pity, "We earn more money than ordinary people, naturally also can't stand ordinary people."
"Okay." Gu Chunzhu sighed and saw her walking away with the purse, shaking it step by step, even the walking posture was so beautiful.
"Boss, how do you sell this purse?"
"Look good, did Sister Xi Niang and Sister Du Juan just grab the purse and fight."
"Boss, you pick me one that will fit my clothes."
A bunch of girls just saw that Liu Xiniang and Cuckoo didn’t dare to come over. They both left and twitched up purses, but the girls were not as generous as Cuckoo and Liu Xiniang. One coin for one dollar.
The only one sold to Liu Xiniang was not sold to this group of girls. Gu Chunzhu wrote it down in his heart.
In a few moments, a dozen purses were sold, and the girls dragged the purses away happily.
"Chunzhu, I made a lot of money." Brother Wang stood beside Gu Chunzhu with the sugar gourd supporter, staring at her, and wanted to say something.
"Brother Wang, do you want to buy a purse? I will definitely sell it to you cheaply, whichever one you like is straightforward." Gu Chunzhu said happily, they are also the neighbors of the stall.
Brother Wang pointed to the flower purse hanging in the least conspicuous place.
"I guess this is because the cuckoo girl returned. Can you sell it to me cheaply?" Brother Wang was a little embarrassed. This obviously means eating cheaply.
However, none of the new purses on Gu Chunzhu's support can afford it.
"Take it, you don't have to pay any money." Gu Chunzhu saw his embarrassed scratching his cheek, "poo" smiled, "as long as you don't think this is what the cuckoo girl used."
"How embarrassing it is not to give money." Brother Wang took the flower purse and hesitated whether to return it to Gu Chunzhu, one hand shivered nervously.
Gu Chunzhu explained: "This is what I picked up when the cuckoo was thrown on the ground just now. You just need to pick up this purse. Anyway, I also sold this purse."
"Then...thank you." Brother Wang said happily, took four strings of sugar oranges from his support and wrapped it in Gu Chunzhu's hands, and stuffed her in her hands. "My own things are worthless, no. valuable."
Gu Chunzhu also accepted it, and it took another half an hour, and no girl came out, all waving the veil in the building or waving the veil at the door to catch the guests.
Under the reminder of Wang Ge, Gu Chunzhu knew that there would be at least one more hour of business here. The next time is the time for the girl to pick up guests, who will come out to buy things.
Brother Wang carried his sugar gourd support and went to the school.
Gu Chunzhu went to Luo Xinlan's house and carefully discussed how to make the men's wallet.
"Sister-in-law, I can't make embroidered words. This is because my mother is here." Yingzi shook her head consciously, and she put down her handful of purses every year.
"That sister-in-law is available, the price of the more embroidered ones is higher, and I will give you more money." Gu Chunzhu looked at Luo Xinlan Road, and his eyes were shining, which was just an experiment.
Luo Xinlan nodded, her embroidering work was too meticulous, and staring at her eyes every day would be ruined.
It's actually easier to make a purse, only a few stitches are needed for embroidery, but she bit her mouth and said: "I don't read..."
"Well, I know." Gu Chunzhu just wanted to swallow back the words.
She couldn't write what she knew, and she had to write it beautifully, and then embroider after it was described.
"I think about it, I'll go to the bookstore to see it." Gu Chunzhu knocked his head and thought of a good way. When I bought thousands of words before, I saw someone copying the book and the owner of the bookstore gave it back. .
Maybe she can find a scholar to write for herself.
Gu Chunzhu said to leave. When he arrived at the bookstore, the young man in the gown was also there. He looked at Gu Chunzhu cheerfully, "Sister, what book do you want to buy today." This literate eldest sister impressed him.
"I want to find someone to write. The word is about a dozen words, but it needs to be smaller. Do you have any copywriters here? The words are beautiful." Gu Chunzhu said with his eyes turned away Too.
This afternoon, there was no one in the bookstore, but I just met Brother Wang. His sugar oranges were not sold.
"Just write a dozen words. No one wants to take your job. I'll write it to you." The little guy scratched his head when he thought about it, and took a rough edge of paper before walking to the case.
The pens and inks are all ready-made, and the young man asked the pen, "What kind of word does the elder sister want me to write?"
"Just write ‘I hope people will live forever, and there will be thousands of miles in common’.
Gu Chunzhu’s brain earns fast. Since Liu Xiniang is going to give it to the gracious guests, the affection cannot be better.
"Sister will still read poems." The ear of the young man's ears will inevitably be red, but thinking that this is a poem of love, this big sister must be given to the sweetheart.
Just as he was about to write down his pen, Gu Chunzhu yelled, "Wait, wait!"
He took the rough paper so big that if he wrote it bigger, how would he embroider the purse?
Gu Chunzhu took out a purse from the back basket and placed it on the case. He pointed to the purse and said, "It's so big. If it can be embroidered on the purse, don't write too much."
"Hey, I haven't seen the embroidered characters on the purse yet," the little man murmured. Generally, most people who come to the bookstore to find writing are embroidering large pieces like screens. The embroidered purse is fresh.
Although the boy murmured, he changed a pen.
A line of regular teeny small letters jumped on the paper.
"Sister, you don't think it will work like this." The little man blew out the ink, but it was unavoidable, and such a large piece of paper occupied a small corner.
"Success! Succeed! Succeed!" Gu Chunzhu even said three words, thinking of adding another auspicious cloud to the edge of this verse, it was even more wonderful.
"I didn't expect that your writing is so good, brother, write me a few more words, and I will give you five pennies when I write a full paper!" Gu Chunzhu said boldly.
"But the shopkeeper..." The little boy looked towards the inside hesitantly.
The shopkeeper is lying there and dozing off, Gu Chunzhu comforted him: "You can write it first, and I will buy a dozen rough papers to do your business later."