Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 141 Going to Jinxiufang

End of May.

Ji Wenhe has been excited since he had breakfast.

Because I'm going to town today, to Jinxiufang.

Shen Rongshan smiled and said, "I'm going to borrow a donkey cart. You wait for me at the entrance of the village."

"Okay, go quickly."

She carried a basket filled with finished dolls in five styles, all made from scraps of cloth.

Let’s first see how the products sell. If they are good, we will consider mass production and import some cloth.

The scraps of cloth I bought were not of uniform size, and there were not many good ones, so they could only be used for filling.

Shen Rongshan carried a basket on his back, held two in his hands, and also held a wooden rack.

Ji Wenhe referred to a used jewelry display stand, which had no iron hooks and could not be bent.

Ask him to drill a round hole in each row of horizontal boards, and then insert a polished small wooden stick that is just the right size to be inserted through without falling out.

This way you can hang puppets on both sides.

It is 1.5 meters high and less than 1 meter wide. It can be simply displayed and it won’t take up too much space.

She also took apart several complicated bracelets and braided them all into small daisy patterns.

"Wen He, let's go to town."

"Yes, Aunt Miao." Ji Wenhe nodded with a smile, "Aunt Miao, I'm leaving first. Brother Shen is waiting for me at the entrance of the village."

"Hey, go ahead."

Shen Rongshan was very fast. When she arrived at the village entrance, people were already waiting there.

He trotted over, his face showing uncontrollable joy: "Brother Shen, let's go."

"Okay, sit tight."

On the road.

"Brother Shen, how much money do you think we can make?"

"I don't know." He didn't ask.

Ji Wenhe was swinging his legs and was about to speak to him, but when he saw someone else getting in the car, he stopped talking.

The last time they imported goods, they only sold more than 300 kilograms. Because it rained for several days in a row, the three of them did not go out.

This time when I went to the shop, I bought another 500 kilograms of goods. During the busy farming season, people had to use cars, so I could only walk to get the goods.

Buy more goods in advance and bring them home, since there is no problem selling black noodles anyway.

When buying pork, he came alone, carrying a basket on his back.

There are still six or seven days left before planting rice, and some people have already started pouring water into the paddy fields.

When they arrived in town, he took her to Jinxiufang as usual so that he could purchase goods.

Ji Wenhe walked in carrying a basket on his back and a wooden frame in one hand.

Yang Yun looked up and saw her, and said to the girl beside her: "Girl, take your time to look."

He called another shop assistant and said, "You look after the front shop while I take her in to get the scraps of cloth."

"Yes, boss." The shop assistant replied.

"Just this wooden shelf?" He looked at the wooden shelf in front of him curiously, "How are you going to put it?"

Ji Wenhe took out a small doll from the basket. There was a hemp rope on it to hang it up. "This way, you can hang it anywhere and use it as a keychain."

Yang Yun was pleasantly surprised: "It can be done this way. It gives me a new idea."

She lowered her voice and said, "The style has been sold to you, Boss Yang. As for how to do it, that's up to you."

I understand that she also wants to make hanging dolls, and the two of them face different customer groups, so they will not compete for customers.

"How much is one?"

Looking at the dolls hanging on the shelf, the ladies looked down on them because the fabrics and embroidery were not as good as those in her shop.

"Three for five coins. When there are more styles in the future, you can choose any style you like."

Yang Yun was silent for a moment: "It's too cheap, I can't make any money."

Ji Wenhe smiled and said, "I made this out of scraps of cloth, and it's small. No matter how high the price is, I don't think anyone will buy it."

She doesn't plan to make this her main job.

"By the way, Boss Yang, how are sales this month?"

The subtext is, you should give me money.

Yang Yun looked back and saw that there were quite a few people in the shop: "Let's go to the backyard to talk."

Then he said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft: "Girl, we have hemp ropes in different colors. I'll take you to choose. If you want more, I'll give you a discount."

Ji Wenhe agreed: "Thank you, Boss Yang. I want to buy some more scraps of cloth to sew clothes."

"Okay, it's in the woodshed in the backyard, come with me to get it."

The two of them sang in unison and came to the backyard.

Yang Yun asked him to sit down at the table in the yard and poured him a cup of cold tea.

"I have recruited a new group of embroiderers and signed contracts with them. I also followed your method and invited one of the county magistrate's concubines."

"Some of them told me that some shops had offered them jobs, but they turned them down."

"I think they are just afraid that I will retaliate against them. And because of the contract, they dare not have any other thoughts."

She took a sip of tea and continued.

"I also heard that the group of embroiderers that were poached by them before have now started looking for work in other families."

"There are too many people imitating in this town. Girls won't buy them every day. One or two is enough. They made a lot of them, but they didn't sell them."

Ji Wenhe had anticipated this a long time ago. They could only follow the trend and could not create new styles on their own.

If the dolls in the shop cannot be sold, the embroiderers will not be allowed to continue making them, which results in them being out of work.

"Boss Yang, you should do less of the raccoon slave style."

Yang Yun nodded: "I know, I have asked the embroiderers to stop, the stock is running low, I am working on having them make new styles."

"By the way, are there numbers embroidered on the back of each doll?"

"Yes, I remember everything you said."

Ji Wenhe asked her to embroider numbers on an inconspicuous place on the doll, which meant that they would no longer be produced after a certain number of pieces were produced, and would be released again for a limited time.

"Boss Yang, I haven't asked how much each doll costs yet?"

"From twenty-five to fifty cents. I calculated it and found that twenty-five cents is the most I can sell for."

It was only twenty-five cents, she thought she could sell it for fifty cents or more.

Yang Yun saw what she was thinking and explained, "It's not easy to sell at a high price. The fabric I use is not the best."

"It's simple to say. Young ladies can ask their own embroiderers to embroider them. If you didn't mention something limited, like a holiday, you can get a limited edition for free after spending a certain amount in the shop."

"Most girls don't want to spend money to buy it, they can embroider it themselves."

Ji Wenhe nodded in understanding. All the girls knew how to embroider, and it would be more cost-effective to embroider by themselves than to sell it at too high a price.

Twenty-five cents is not considered high for those from well-off families.

Yang Yun stood up: "Girl, wait for me."

"it is good."

She entered a room and came out quickly with a small cloth bag and a notebook in her hands.

After sitting opposite her, he poured out the copper coins that had been strung together.

"I'll take six and you take four. This is yours. It's four hundred and eighty coins in total."

Then he put the notebook in front of her and opened a page.

"This is a record of every sale. Take a look. Your money was not swallowed."

Ji Wenhe glanced at it casually, raised his head and said with a smile: "I won't look at the account book, I trust Boss Yang."