Chapter 11

Finally, when leaving, Jiang Wei looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao's patched clothes and took her to the embroidery workshop.

The embroidery workshop was much quieter than other shops, and there were no customers.

The boss lady saw someone coming and was about to greet them enthusiastically, but after seeing the mother and daughter's clothes, she sat back at the counter with a look of disgust.

Jiang Wei pretended not to see it and pointed to the fabrics of various colors in front of her: "This, this, and that... eight feet of each."

It took about six or seven feet of cloth to make a set of clothes for an adult. Buying a little more, the remaining cloth scraps could be used for other needlework.

Just as she finished speaking, Jiang Xiaoxiao quietly tugged on her sleeve and whispered: "Mother, can you make clothes?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wei was stunned.

She didn't know if the original host could make clothes, but in her previous life, before the apocalypse came, she had been a special forces soldier for a few years, and she could do ordinary needlework like sewing buttons and quilts.

But she hadn't done needlework like embroidery and making clothes.

After all, in the modern era, shoes and clothes were all bought ready-made.

Jiang Wei coughed lightly and changed her words: "Well, boss lady, can you make custom-made clothes here?"

Saying this, she generously took out a tael of silver and placed it on the counter.

The boss lady's eyes lit up, and she changed her previous disgusted face, saying flatteringly: "Yes, naturally, what style and color of clothes does the little lady want to make?"

Jiang Wei pulled Jiang Xiaoxiao over and said: "Two sets of ready-made clothes for her and me, made of cotton cloth, and two pairs of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles each."

When the boss lady heard this, her face was filled with even more smiles, and she hurriedly took out a measuring tape to measure the mother and daughter.

Poor people nowadays mostly chose to make coarse hemp clothes, after all, hemp cloth was cheap, a bolt of hemp cloth was only over one hundred and fifty wen, while clothes made of cotton were much more expensive than coarse hemp clothes!

A bolt of cotton cloth was five hundred wen, twice the price of hemp cloth.

The mother and daughter wanted four sets at once, which added up to several taels of silver!

Just as the boss lady finished recording their sizes, Jiang Wei asked for two quilts, both of which were pure cotton.

Now they were still sleeping on straw mats at night; although the weather at night wasn't cold, these things still had to be prepared early.

The cotton quilts were ready-made and could be taken away after paying.

Plus the deposit for the custom-made clothes, that two-tael silver ingot was just enough.

After setting the time to pick up the finished products in three days, just as Jiang Wei was about to leave with Jiang Xiaoxiao, the boss lady suddenly chased after them and stuffed some head flowers and red ropes into Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Thank you, little lady, for taking care of my business; these little things aren't worth much money, you take them back and tie the child's hair." The boss lady was also smart, knowing that her previous attitude was not good, so she hurriedly sent some things to express her apology.

Jiang Wei looked at the head flowers and red ropes in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms; the styles were not bad, so she didn't refuse.

The mother and daughter left the embroidery workshop, and it was already noon.

There was nothing left to buy, so Jiang Wei held the two brand-new quilts and looked around: "There happens to be an ox cart over there, let's go, let's take the ox cart back."

Now the mother and daughter were full of things, and although it wasn't heavy, it was still inconvenient to move with so many things on them.

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded; she was holding all the snacks and food she had just bought, and she was already sweating after shopping for a while.

It was one wen per person to take the ox cart, and Jiang Wei paid two wen readily.

Not long after getting on, a family of four got on the cart.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was lowering her head and counting on her fingers how much silver she had spent today, when she heard a surprised voice.

"Er Ya! Why are you here?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked up and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a melon-shaped face frowning and looking at her. Beside her sat a woman wearing a navy blue padded jacket and skirt, wearing a silver hairpin on her head, also looking at her with suspicion.

"Eldest Aunt? Cousin?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao was stunned; how could she meet the eldest uncle's family here?

"You and your mother came to town to buy things?" Eldest Aunt Sun Shi's gaze fell on Jiang Wei next to her, and seeing the big and small bags piled at her feet, and the back basket filled to the brim, she showed a look of suspicion.

"Er Ya, does Grandma know you came out to buy things?" Li Jinfeng frowned, looking at the snacks and food in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms with a sour tone.

"Eldest Cousin, we have already divided the family." Jiang Xiaoxiao said without changing her expression. "And, I have already changed my name, I'm called Jiang Xiaoxiao."

As soon as she said this, a gaze looked over from the side.

Jiang Xiaoxiao turned to meet it; it was Eldest Uncle Li Shoude, the most precious son of the Lao Li family.

He hadn't said a word since getting on the cart, and only now, hearing about the family division, did he look at the mother and daughter: "Divided the family? When did this happen?"

"Just the past two days." Jiang Xiaoxiao said, while looking at this eldest uncle she had never met before.

Wearing a long gown, hair tied high, face white and beardless, he indeed looked a bit like a scholar.

If she didn't know the original book's plot, she would really be deceived by his appearance.

Thinking of how he emptied the Lao Li family's savings to take the imperial examination in the original book, and even took the lead in selling the original host to raise money, Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression couldn't help but turn cold.

"Mother, I want to eat sugar horns..." At this time, Li Jinbao, who was staying by Sun Shi's side, spoke up.

His eyes were fixed on the snacks and food in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, looking as if he wanted to pounce and grab them.

Li Jinbao was Eldest Aunt Sun Shi's son, ten years old this year, and had long been spoiled into a willful and arrogant temperament.

Usually, when returning to the Lao Li house, whenever he saw his brothers and sisters having something to eat, he would grab it, and if he couldn't grab it, he would cry; anyway, Grandma would help him grab it.

His father was a village scholar, and as the scholar's son, his status in the Lao Li family was far higher than the other brothers.

"Jinbao, be good, we don't eat that cheap stuff; Grandma is waiting for us to go home and kill a chicken for us to eat." Sun Shi swept a cold glance at the things in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms and casually comforted him.

Jiang Xiaoxiao listened on the side, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

Eat chicken?

The Lao Li family had a total of two chickens; one was killed by her mother, and one went into the mouth of the younger sister Li Xiufang. She didn't know where the chicken came from to welcome them home?

However, why would this family return to the village at this time?

To make it convenient to attend the academy, Li Shoude's family lived in town and usually didn't return to the village for months at a time. Why did they suddenly return to the village this time?

Could it be that they were out of money?

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought about it, and this was the only reason.

Along the way, her mother almost didn't speak, but that cold appearance still attracted Eldest Aunt's attention: "Sister-in-law, where are you living now?"

Jiang Wei didn't even look at her, revealing an appearance of closing her eyes and resting.

Sun Shi failed to strike up a conversation, asked for trouble, and turned to whisper to her daughter, while looking at Jiang Xiaoxiao from time to time.

(End of chapter)