Hearing what Aniang said, Su Xuanhe, who just now looked like a handsome young man in troubled times against the backdrop of his new round-neck robe, suddenly lost his temper. He looked at his sister in a bright goose-yellow skirt with aggrieved eyes, and tugged at his own Arrow sleeves: "Mom, these sleeves are a little tight..."
Yang smiled and said: "This is the style. It saves you from climbing up and down all day long, like a monkey. It is also convenient for the sleeves to move like this."
Naturally, such light-colored clothes cannot be used by naughty children to roll around in the mud, so Yang made a special statement: This dress can only be worn when visiting the night market on the day of Qiao Qiao Festival, and it should be changed into thicker clothes on ordinary days. There are also short brown linen clothes that are more convenient and flexible than A, and the colors are also darker colors such as black, dark blue, and tan that can withstand dirt.
Su Qingluan didn't have anything to worry about. She had recently learned the benefits of wearing men's clothing. She wore short black and brown clothes all day long, with a dark hair scarf on her head, so she didn't worry about what to wear.
However, Su Qingluan was secretly surprised by Yang's craftsmanship - these three sets of clothes were made with different styles and patterns according to the ages and characteristics of the three children, and even various details were added to the original fabrics. This made Su Qingluan couldn't help but ask:
"Auntie, did you make these three sets of clothes yourself?"
Yang looked over in surprise: "Of course I did it myself, otherwise who could help me?"
"Oh... no." Su Qingluan touched her ears with some embarrassment, "I see that these three pieces of clothing have their own characteristics, and they are so exquisite. I thought they were finished products from a tailor shop outside..."
Yang laughed and said, "Where can our family have so much money to buy ready-made clothes? A set of ready-made clothes, even with ordinary fabrics, costs twenty or thirty taels."
"Twenty or thirty taels?!" Su Qingluan was furious, "Steal the money!"
She had studied that the exchange rate in the Sheng Dynasty was almost one thousand cents, which could be exchanged for one tael of silver, and ten taels of silver could be exchanged for one tael of gold. The minimum face value of the silver notes here was ten taels of silver or one tael of gold.
And one penny is almost equivalent to her modern purchasing power of one dollar in second- and third-tier cities.
So a bowl of plain noodles is about five cents, and a sesame sesame cake is one to two cents. Her "Juan Baicai" can be sold for seven or eight cents a portion because of the large portions and good taste of the dishes.
As for the "Thousand Silk Rolls" with meat added, one portion can sell for twenty or thirty cents - this has something to do with the difference in fillings.
Su Qingluan was speechless: "Are all ready-to-wear stores so expensive?"
Instead, Yang asked curiously: "How much money does Da Ya think a set of clothes costs?"
Su Qingluan thought for a while, compared it to a modern suit of clothes, took into account the amount of fabric, and calculated it according to the average spring and autumn clothes, and thought: "If it's cheap, how many hundred yuan for a set?"
"Hehehehe..." Ms. Yang sighed with a smile, "Da Ya can only say this at home. When she goes out, she just wants to make people laugh."
"Sister..." Su Xuanhe looked at his eldest sister with a speechless face, "My father once bought a handkerchief for my mother-in-law, which cost more than 100 yuan..."
Yang shook her head: "But it's no wonder that your sister has no idea about these things. I never said that - the price of twenty or thirty taels is still relatively cheap. If you want clothes from a truly wealthy family, listen to what the Yang family's sister said , there are hundreds of taels.”
Sister Yang?
Su Qingluan thought for a while and realized that her mother-in-law was talking about Aunt Yang, who sold fabrics.
Yang further explained: "Any clothes that require a little thought, there are many colors and styles, except for the size, collar and collar, skirt hem, and pattern style, you must pay attention to it everywhere and be careful at all times - that's you." The three sets of designs for three people are simple and refreshing. I rushed back and forth and it still took more than a month."
It was more than a month. Su Qingluan thought about it carefully and found that one and a half months had passed since the day he bought the ingredients.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan knew why this set of clothes was so "sky-high" - there was no fully automatic assembly line in this era, and the labor cost and time cost of making clothes would definitely increase greatly, so the price must be much higher than modern ones. Clothing.
"Then..." Su Qingluan pointed to the coarse linen dress Yang was still wearing and asked, "Does this kind of cost twenty or thirty taels?"
Yang laughed and said: "Three or five taels of this kind is enough - but the clothes are so worn out, how can you still have money to go to the shop to make clothes?" Generally, I make clothes of this level by myself at home. Or ask someone you know well and exchange a meal for their needlework.
Su Qingluan looked at the dress she was wearing. She no longer felt energetic or beautiful. She was under great pressure now - she was wearing dozens of taels of silver! Half a month’s wages for busying myself!
Sure enough, people are never satisfied. I used to think that I could earn dozens of taels a month, but that was not something I could spend with my backbone - after all, ordinary people could only earn three to five taels a month to support their family.
But as life gradually gets better, when I’m full, I want to eat well, eat fresh, and eat delicious food; when I dress warmly, I also want to dress beautifully and fashionably; and that stall...
Originally, Su Qingluan felt that the family's burrito stand, plus the occasional recipe sales at "Hongfu Building", would always be enough for the family.
But seeing that the family had enough food and clothing, she thought about how to make the family live better and live a more superior life.
The first step was to rent a shop in the county town. The provincial parents pushed their carts from Huaxi Village to the county town every day with large and small parcels.
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan raised her head and looked at Yang: "Mom, it seems that my father's shoulders are uncomfortable."
When Su Xueyan heard what sister said, she nodded immediately: "I saw it, dad has been secretly rubbing his shoulders and wrists these past few days!"
"Perhaps that wheelbarrow is pushed back and forth like this every day, and the journey of more than ten miles back and forth is not an easy job." Yang sighed.
Su Qingluan said in her heart: It is indeed so.
In fact, the goods at this burrito stall are now as streamlined as she can imagine——
There are no ingredients that need to be heated, so there is no need to prepare additional charcoal firewood;
It’s not just soup or water, so there’s no need to fetch extra water;
It’s not even an ingredient that needs to be served in a container. You can eat it with your hands without having to prepare dishes...
Even so, the cart must be stocked with all kinds of vegetable flour cakes and oil paper every day, which weighs more than a hundred kilograms at least.
Seeing her eldest daughter lowering her head and thinking about something, Ms. Yang lowered her head and smiled: "What is Da Ya thinking about? As a family, what can't we say?"
Su Qingluan said in her heart: It’s something we have to discuss sooner or later, and as A Niang said, what can’t be discussed as a family?
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan raised her head and said, "Mom, I want to rent a shop in the county town. What do you think?"
