Transmigration: A Farm Girl's Brocade-Chapter 34 - Brainstorm_1

Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Brainstorm_1

Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Brainstorm_1

Qian Yixiu hadn’t utilized her academic major; over a decade of her previous life combined with the seven years since her transmigration meant that nearly twenty years had passed, and she had almost forgotten everything. Even if she hadn’t forgotten, unless she could find work at a moneychanger’s or pawnshop, her knowledge was practically useless.

In her previous life, what she was particularly good at was guessing the intentions of her leaders, flattering them, writing splendid work summaries, and sometimes even enticing her colleagues to showcase themselves on stage or taking the stage to sing a couple of songs herself to win a laugh from everyone.

Next came making desserts and gardening. She had been deeply infatuated with Shang Qingyun, never dated, and was not busy at work, so she spent all her spare time tending to flowers and cooking. She liked to use a microwave to make desserts because many of the pastries available on the market were not “green,” and she was frankly bored.

Occasionally, she would go out with her girlfriends for some entertainment, often to KTV. The most thrilling thing she would do was rock climbing. This was an activity she undertook only when she was heartbroken by Shang Qingyun and had no way to vent her feelings.

When she was a ghost, she secretly learned some crafts, encompassing various fields like tea roasting, gem identification, cooking, incense making, rouge and powder production, fruit tree cultivation, lotus planting, and Shu embroidery, among others.

There were only three crafts she seriously studied, but she hadn’t yet tested her skills in them. Particularly, some skills required diligent practice. She now had the theory but not the practice, and would need to wait until she had a solid financial foundation to practice diligently.

The rest she observed just for fun.

Even with these skills, they were currently of no use—not only did she need funds and materials from the mountains, but the most crucial factor was that this body was only six years old. The original owner was not a child prodigy like Qian Yijin. Her reflexes were just slightly quicker than those of White Lotus Mom, classified just below “great fool” as a “lesser fool.” Her sudden “cleverness” was already surprising enough; she couldn’t afford to appear too intelligent.

Of course, she needed to be smarter, but it had to be gradual.

After much consideration, she decided to make do with what she had and temporarily become a flower-selling girl without much technical content. It didn’t require any startup capital or high-level skills. Moreover, flowers were what the young original owner played with the most, so it wouldn’t frighten anyone.

This was something she had planned while she was still a ghost.

Suddenly, a knock on the door startled Cheng Yue to her feet.

“Who is it?” Qian Manxia asked.

“It’s me,” a woman’s voice replied.

Qian Manxia quickly told Cheng Yue, who wanted to flee back to her room, “Sister-in-law, don’t panic, it’s Sister Die.”

It turned out to be the daughter of the eldest uncle, Qian Mandie. She was already fifteen this year, betrothed and just waiting to get married the following year.

Qian Mandie was voluptuous and pretty; although not very fair, her beautiful features earned her the nickname “Black Peony.”

In fact, the Qians were generally good-looking. Even though Lady Wang and Lady Tang were average in appearance, their children had largely inherited the Qians’ good looks. And since Lady Wu was handsome and Cheng Yue even more so, the children of the third branch turned out even better looking.

Qian Mandie was the favorite sister of the young lady, and she would help Qian Manxia with some work whenever she came over.

Carrying an embroidery hoop, she walked in. Lady Wu was busy and neither had the time nor the inclination to teach Qian Manxia embroidery, so Qian Mandie would come over to embroider from time to time and take the chance to teach her cousin as well.

She smiled at Qian Manxia, who had opened the door, and then called out to Cheng Yue’s retreating back, “Sister-in-law, don’t be scared, it’s me.” She then turned to Qian Sangui, “Uncle, can you get out of bed yet, feeling any better?”

Smiling, she asked Qian Yixiu, “Embroideress, why didn’t you go with Jinwa to my place? Duo Duo is having a great time playing with her.”

Qian Mandie greeted everyone without fail; she was beloved by everyone in the family, and even Cheng Yue would sit with her and chat.

Qian Manxia invited her older cousin to sit under the jujube tree, where she brought out an embroidery hoop holding a piece of used white cloth stretched taut. The cloth was already embroidered with several flowers and leaves. The two of them talked and embroidered together while Cheng Yue sat beside them, watching with envy.

The hoop Qian Mandie held was covered with a piece of red silk shaped like a small belly cover, adorned with beautiful flowers and plants, as well as the character for blessing, and it was almost finished.

Qian Yixiu thought to herself that Mandie was quite bold; wasn’t a belly cover something one should embroider in private? So she asked, “Auntie Die, your embroidery is so beautiful. Are you preparing it as part of your dowry?”

Qian Mandie’s face turned red with embarrassment as she stomped her foot and scolded, “What nonsense are you spouting? It isn’t. This is a child’s belly cover, which I’m planning to sell at Daci Temple for the birthday of the Goddess of Mercy.” She glared at her, “Silly child, always talking nonsense.”

Qian Yixiu also knew Daci Temple, located halfway up Xiding Mountain. Her spirit had roamed hundreds of miles around, but she dared not venture to Xiding Mountain. There were over a dozen temples there, and Daci Temple was the most notable one, with incense burning day and night.

Xiding Mountain shared a border with Xijing Mountain and was about ten miles from here, not far from Xishan County Town.

Xiding Mountain was renowned for its tea leaves and was not only the birthplace of the Great Qian Kingdom’s tea culture but also a famous scenic spot. Tea plants covered the front and back of the mountain. As far as the eye could see, rolling waves of lush greenery presented a splendid view.

The families at the foot and within Xiding Mountain sustained themselves with tea, making them the most prosperous in the area.

However, what caught Qian Yixiu’s attention was not Daci Temple itself, but the birthday of the Goddess of Mercy and the selling of goods. She inquired, “Is it lively at Daci Temple on the birthday of the Goddess of Mercy? Can one also go there to sell things?”

Qian Manxia chimed in eagerly, “Indeed! On the nineteenth day of the sixth month each year, many people go there to burn incense at the Hall of the Goddess of Mercy, praying to her for their wishes to come true. And on that day, it’s mainly women who go to pray for a son or to find a good husband. Even the ladies and young misses from the wealthy families of the county and the provincial city will go.”

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Qian Mandie nodded, “Yes, on that day, many folks will go there to sell things. There are food vendors, household items for sale, and also embroidery. The little baby belly covers I embroidered last year all sold out, and I even got thirty wen each for them, which is a few wen more expensive than in the county’s embroidery shops!”

Upon hearing this, Qian Yixiu’s face flushed with excitement; this was certainly a way to make money.

What could she sell? Selling food seemed impossible; she had no money to buy ingredients, nor did she have the labor force.

Selling handicrafts also required start-up capital, and she was not that skilled. Looking at her mother, the embroideress-in-reserve, her arm was still slung across her chest. Better wait and see; after all, there was still more than a month to think about it.

Why not try to gather some flowers that don’t cost anything and sell them in the county town? Not only could she make some money, but perhaps she could even…

Pointing to the lush and fragrant roses, she said to Qian Manxia, “Aunt, we have so many beautiful flowers in front of and behind our house, as well as on the mountain and by the river. Why don’t we sell flowers? Girls love beauty; maybe they will buy them. Even if we sell them cheaply, we could still make some money.”

Qian Manxia laughed, “Our little Yixiu has grown up and is thinking about making money now. However, wealthy families have big gardens, and even those of modest means have small gardens. They plant whatever flowers they like. Who would spend money on wildflowers that are everywhere? Besides, wildflowers are not easy to maintain.”

Qian Mandie also laughed, “Right, the flowers planted by wealthy families are all renowned varieties, like orchids, peonies, chrysanthemums, and plum blossoms, which look good. Even this yard of yours has roses and peach blossoms that look better than wildflowers.”

“…” But, wouldn’t using gypsophila to arrange the flowers create a different visual effect?

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