Chapter 92: Working Hard to Earn Money

The girl thought the small cloth bag was so beautifully made that she wouldn't wear clothes anymore; even just carrying it would be fine.

Su Ruo could see the girl's family was well-off, so to win her over she specially gave her a white background with small floral square handkerchief.

"Miss, because you're my first customer, I'm giving you this square handkerchief; paired with the cotton-padded jacket, it will definitely look even better."

This handkerchief was something An'an used to practice embroidery; it's not only beautifully embroidered, the fabric is also good. Su Ruo saw it piled there unused, so she brought it along today.

Upon seeing the handkerchief, the girl instantly fell in love with it, especially the plum blossoms on it, which were so lifelike they seemed to have a faint fragrance; she felt that if this handkerchief were placed in ancient times, only ladies from great families could use it. Although this thought was a bit risky, it didn't affect her affection and excitement at all.

Looking at the handkerchief before her, the girl felt no pang of regret; her smile was radiant, as if she had picked up a great bargain.

The two girls beside her, who had been hesitating, immediately made up their minds upon seeing this and all said they wanted to buy one too.

After all, women are visual creatures; such beautiful clothes, handkerchiefs, and bags instantly captured their hearts.

They demanded small cloth bags and handkerchiefs for themselves too, and Su Ruo agreed with a smile, after all they weren't valuable items.

Li Zhaodi stared dumbfounded at all this; if she didn't know these clothes were made by her own hands, she would have thought...

She almost believed Su Ruo's words, because Su Ruo spoke so truthfully that there wasn't a trace of lying to be seen.

After Li Zhaodi came to her senses, realizing that in just a short while they had sold three pieces of clothing and earned over sixty, she was immediately engulfed in great joy.

Li Zhaodi, feeling excited, thought that she wasn't useless after all, and that she could earn a living with her own hands.

Who said girls are useless, just money-losers? Li Zhaodi now can also earn money with her own hands.

At this moment, the shackles that had long bound Li Zhaodi shattered instantly; she realized for the first time that girls are no inferior to boys, and if she strives, she could even earn more than them and live better in the future.

Because of this realization, Li Zhaodi felt excited and tears welled up; the long-standing suppressive education had always made her feel inferior.

Li Zhaodi had always been afraid that one day she would become a burden to Su Ruo, fearing that one day her master would despise and abandon her.

After all, even her parents could abandon her, let alone her master, who was merely a stranger with no relation to her.

Moreover, even if Su Ruo didn't despise her, Li Zhaodi couldn't help but feel guilty for letting her master support her, so she had been under great pressure.

But now it's different; she can earn money now, and in the future she can better repay her master, and she is no longer a freeloader in the village.

Su Ruo reached out and flicked Li Zhaodi's forehead, saying, "What's up? You made so much money all at once, are you happy to the point of being silly?"

Li Zhaodi could no longer hold back; she called out "Master" and threw herself into Su Ruo's arms, bursting into tears.

Su Ruo let Li Zhaodi hug her to vent her emotions, after all, even if she acted mature, Li Zhaodi was still just a teenager.

After a long while, Li Zhaodi finally calmed down; Su Ruo took her to the auntie's stall for breakfast, as they had risen early this morning and rushed here, still not having eaten.

While watching Su Ruo eat, Li Zhaodi kept gazing at their stall and asked puzzledly, "Master, what's going on?"

Su Ruo smiled mysteriously and said, "Nothing, I'm waiting for someone."

Li Zhaodi was a bit puzzled, not understanding whom Su Ruo was waiting for; could it be someone her master knows at the steel factory? Why didn't she know?

A few minutes later, after Li Zhaodi put down her bowl and chopsticks, she saw a dozen or so female workers dressed nicely, walking excitedly toward their stall.

Su Ruo clapped her hands and said, "Let's go! The person I'm waiting for has arrived."

Li Zhaodi was still a bit dazed, but her bodily inertia had already made her follow Su Ruo back to the stall.

Those dozen or so female workers, upon arriving at Su Ruo's stall, immediately picked up the clothes with excited faces and examined them closely.

Because there were too few clothes, the quick-handed got lucky and snatched one, while the slow-handed got none and could only look enviously at the colleagues who had gotten one.

Some of the female workers who got the clothes immediately put them on to try; nowadays people are generally not overweight, and Li Zhaodi's designs are generic and suit everyone, so they fit almost everyone well.

After putting them on, these female workers couldn't bear to take them off; upon seeing coworkers who hadn't gotten any, their envious gazes made them immediately decide to buy, eager as if fearing that a second's delay would cause their clothes to be snatched away.

As before, Su Ruo gave each person a handkerchief and a cloth bag.

Since they weren't valuable anyway, giving them out was the best way to win people over, and perhaps even gain a returning customer.

The female workers who had bought the clothes felt like they'd won a battle; they slung the small cloth bags over their shoulders, marching energetically toward the factory.

The female workers who hadn't bought clothes were like they'd lost their parents, regretting why they hadn't walked a bit faster just then.

Several people pulled Su Ruo aside, asking: "Any more clothes? When will you come again?"

Su Ruo didn't give a definite answer, only saying she'd go back to check; if she could get clothes, she'd come again in a few days, though the quantity wouldn't be large—just a dozen or so.

Su Ruo well understood hunger marketing, which could maximally stimulate people's buying desire.

Sure enough, after hearing this, several girls immediately had Su Ruo write down their names, asking her to have the gatekeeper call them from the workshop when she returned, for fear that if she were late they'd miss out just like today.

Su Ruo smiled, took out pen and paper, recorded their names one by one, and promised that next time she came she would prioritize selling to them; these were preferred customers, so she naturally wouldn't miss them.

After receiving Su Ruo's promise, the several girls reluctantly left,

Until everyone had left, Li Zhaodi still hadn't recovered from her shock; she had been worrying about what to do if the clothes didn't sell, never expecting Su Ruo to sell them all so quickly.

Li Zhaodi thought that in just that short while they had sold fifteen pieces of clothing and earned over three hundred, feeling as if she were dreaming.

She pinched her thigh hard, felt the pain, and only then truly believed this was real, not a dream.

Thus her gaze at Su Ruo grew even more admiring; in her heart, her master was practically omnipotent, and without her master she would never earn this much money in a lifetime.

Having earned such a large sum today, Su Ruo originally wanted to take Li Zhaodi to the state-run hotel for a good meal.

But Li Zhaodi refused; whenever she thought that each garment she made earned her over twenty, her blood boiled with excitement.

At this moment, Li Zhaodi didn't want to waste a single second; she eagerly wanted to return to sew clothes, never having imagined that one day her time would become so valuable.