Transmigration: A Farm Girl's Brocade-Chapter 37 - Supporting Character Turns Main _1

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Supporting Character Turns Main _1

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Supporting Character Turns Main _1

None of them had expected that a few of the most common things found in the wilderness, when combined together, would look so distinctive and attractive.

Aside from Qian Yijin, the others began to praise the arrangement. Qian Yijin was simply too young to understand what was so special about it.

Qian Yixiu then asked, “It’s so nice, can it make money? We still have flowers in our cottage that don’t even have names.”

Qian Sangui laughed and said, “It should make money. When I used to run errands, I also visited wealthy families, and their flower arrangements weren’t necessarily better looking than these. Especially these two small flower baskets, they are really exquisite.”

“If these things can all make money, that would be great. There are many flowers here, and with different flowers in each season, there’s always something to sell,” Lady Wu also got excited.

Qian Sangui shook his head and said, “These big flowers are not as pretty as the ones people cultivate. Our main sales are Xia Grass. Others don’t know that Xia Grass looks good when paired with flowers, so we’ll have the advantage of being the first to sell. Once other flower farmers and florists begin to plant and sell them, we won’t be able to ask for a high price.”

Indeed, that was the case. Qian Yixiu had never thought of making a large sum of money from flower arranging, but merely wanted to earn a little to help the family overcome their current difficulties.

Thus, they discussed delaying the repayment to Qian Xiang. Tomorrow, Lady Wu, Qian Manxia, and Qian Yijin would go up the mountain to cut flowers, while Qian Yixiu would handle the flowers already brought back home.

Using methods such as branch bending, smashing the stem ends, scalding, and using tea water could extend the flowering period of the arrangements, which were techniques Qian Yixiu knew from a past life.

When Lady Wu asked how she knew, Qian Yixiu replied that she encountered an old lady on the mountain slope behind the yard while she was cutting flowers. The old lady was somewhat hungry and couldn’t get up from sitting on a stone, so she gave her the corn cake that she hadn’t been willing to eat that morning. The old lady praised her as a good child, taught her how to handle flowers, and even taught her a song.

Hearing about the old lady’s appearance nearby, and considering Flower Laizi’s harassment of the old woman, they believed her. Qian Sangui felt it was plausible that his granddaughter, who often went up the mountain to pick flowers, had encountered a kind person.

Lady Wu, Qian Manxia, and Qian Yijin had to travel farther, cutting two baskets of Gypsophila, as well as many other flowers, including even Carnations and wild Peonies. Carnations were the best for flower arranging, with a long bloom period and attractiveness.

“Today we went to Hot Wind Valley, where there are many flowers that spread out widely, so we dug up some and brought them back,” Qian Manxia said.

Upon hearing the mention of Hot Wind Valley, Qian Yixiu’s heart skipped several beats. They had all gone there, yet still did not discover those few excellent plants.

“Yes, there are really a lot of flowers there; the entire valley is in full bloom with a wide variety of species. If they sell well, we’ll go there again to pick next time,” Lady Wu also said.

After processing the flowers, they began to assemble them, and Gypsophila, which had always played a supporting role, finally became the main focus in Qian Yixiu’s hands. Each bouquet had its own beautiful silhouette, with every large flower shining even more brilliantly to complement its haziness and mystery.

Qian Yixiu also named this floral art piece in her heart — “Star Language.”

Once the bouquets were arranged, they wrapped the flowers using palm leaves instead of transparent plastic film, and then secured them with cloth strips.

In total, they made thirty-five arrangements, twenty small bouquets, and fifteen large ones. They also made five small flower baskets.

After much consideration, Qian Sangui set the prices: eight coins for a small bouquet, fifteen coins for a large bouquet, and sixty coins for a flower basket.

Hearing these prices, Lady Wu hesitated, “Head of the household, these wildflowers and weeds are being sold for so much, will people buy them?”

The young girl Qian Manxia also gasped, “According to the price Dad has set, if all these flowers are sold, we could earn several hundred coins. Can it be done?”

Qian Sangui was confident, “This amount of money isn’t expensive for those who have spare cash and like flowers. Maybe we can’t sell them at this price later on, but the novelty of the first sale will surely work. You can’t sell them in West Market where there are many poor people who won’t spend money on flowers. Go to South Market, where there are more wealthy people.” He then asked Qian Yixiu, “What do you think, Yixiu?”

“I also think it will work,” said Qian Yixiu. However, she thought to herself that the method of selling flowers could be different, which may affect the selling price. Maybe use a different approach tomorrow and perhaps earn even more money.

Young Qian Yeejin was quite upset about being ignored and pouted, “I don’t think it’s a good idea. These things can’t be eaten, who would spend so much money to buy them?”

That bratty kid only thinks about food; everyone automatically ignored his remark.

However, opinions were again divided over who should go sell the flowers. Qian Sangui proposed that Lady Wu and Qian Manxia should go to the county town to sell the flowers. Seeing Qian Yeejin staring intently at him, he added, “Jinwa, if you wish to go, you may.”

Noticing that she was being left out, Qian Yixiu objected internally. Selling also required strategies, right? How much can you really sell just by sitting on the ground?

Her eyes grew somewhat red with urgency as she softly pleaded, “Yixiu wants to go too.”

Lady Wu tried to console her, “Nanny and your aunt have to carry so many things, we can’t carry you too, and you wouldn’t be able to walk that far.”

“If the road is long, we can travel by cart, Yixiu insists on going.” Tears started to swirl in her eyes, rivalling her mother’s pitiful expression.

Cheng Yue couldn’t bear to see her daughter distressed and with teary eyes spoke up, “Let Yixiu go.”

Qian Sangui felt compassion for his granddaughter, thinking about how hard the little one had worked these past days, not letting her go seemed wrong. He immediately nodded, “Alright, if Yixiu wants to go, she can go. If we manage to sell the flowers and make some money, we can travel by cart.”

Qian Yixiu didn’t want Qian Yeejin to go; she planned to play the poor little innocent when selling flowers, which might make them easier to sell. But with the boy there so white and plump, their family wouldn’t look poor at all.

So with a helpless expression and furrowed brows, she said to Qian Yeejin, “What if Flower Laizi causes trouble near our home while we’re all away?”

Qian Yeejin thought about suggesting Dashan could go after Flower Laizi, but then remembered if they all left, there wouldn’t be anyone at home even to set the dog on him. Catching a glimpse of his beautiful young mother sitting quietly and thinking of the times she and his sister had been bullied and rolled down the hillside, he said, “You all go, I’ll stay home and look after Grandpa and Mother.”

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Qian Yixiu’s eyes curved into a smile, “Brother is so good, when we earn money, I’ll buy you candy.”

The next morning, the Qian family got up early, had breakfast. All of Qian Yixiu’s clothes were old and small, patches over patches; any piece she wore looked like it came from a extremely poor household. Though the clothes were worn, her little face was clean and pretty, and wearing two chrysanthemum-like buns, her appearance not only avoided disdain, but also inspired affection.

Because they were going to the county town, Lady Wu and Qian Manxia chose relatively better clothes. Even the better ones had patches, just fewer of them.

Lady Wu carried two baskets on a carrying pole and a backpack. The baskets contained bouquets, and the backpack contained three flower baskets. Qian Manxia also shouldered a backpack with two flower baskets inside and carried a large basket in her hand, which also held some bouquets.

The baskets and backpacks were all tightly covered with cloth.

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