Chapter 160 Dragon Boat Festival Sachets and Gourds

Then Song Yu Nuan made a few gourds with colored paper. She demonstrated that they were different from the traditional four-cornered and two-cornered gourds.

This is a literal gourd.

Both things were made in a short while.

Originally, I wanted to make a knot, but unfortunately there was no silk thread.

Old Lady Song widened her eyes. It was naturally different to describe it with words and actually make it.

Just like Xiao Nuan described, there was a visual impact and collision. It was really beautiful, especially the small sachet, which was so delicate.

After wearing it, it can not only repel insects and evil spirits, but also make you feel noble all of a sudden.

And this gourd without corners, it is round and plump, and looks perfect.

Old Lady Song wanted to say something, but Xia Guilan said, "Mom, Xiao Nuan is right. This is seasonal and it won't sell for a few days. Everyone makes it together. If we make money, we can also make dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival. Why not?"

Old Lady Song is actually very smart. Even if it is seasonal, isn't it selling something new?

But all of them were very generous, so she could only say: "Whatever you do, I don't care."

The two samples were taken to the brigade by Song Yu Nuan.

Lian Xiang came with them.

Chu Zizhou didn't expect it to be so exquisite.

It's a pity that it can't be taken to the capital.

The mugwort in the sachet is good mugwort.

The old lady Song who came after her was panting.

Song Yu Nuan asked in surprise: "Grandma, what's wrong with you? Don't be anxious. Talk slowly."

She also ran to the cabinet, took out a new teacup and poured a cup of sugar water for grandma.

The main reason was that the old lady Song's face was a little pale, and drinking some sugar water would make her feel better.

This effort was not shy, and Chu Zizhou was really speechless.

Old Lady Song didn't stretch it either. She pointed at the things on the table and asked a few people: "Don't rush to do it. I want to ask you, have you forgotten the custom of celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival in Nanshan County?"

Song Yu Nuan's eyes turned, and suddenly she clapped her hands and said, "My grandma has to help with everything, otherwise we might have to pay for it..."

Chu Zizhou didn't understand anything.

Lian Xiang, who came with her, was busy explaining, but she forgot about it because she was busy doing this.

As the old saying goes: different villages every ten miles, different customs every hundred miles.

The customs of celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival in different regions are also different.

In Nanshan County, the custom of the Dragon Boat Festival is to wear the colorful threads of the sachets that were soaked with dew last night on the children at home before the sun rises.

The willow branches with gourds hanging on them at the door mean pretending to be sick or in trouble, and they must be thrown away after noon on the Dragon Boat Festival.

These are not the main points.

The main thing is that the sachets worn by the children should be thrown into the nearest river after the first rain on the Dragon Boat Festival.

It means that all disasters and diseases are gone.

Simply put, this is not for long-term wear, and most people would not be willing to buy such a good material sachet.

There are also gourds. You can make a lot of them by folding a few pieces of colored paper.

Chu Zizhou went to see Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan was embarrassed to say that she didn't intend to sell it to those with poor families. This was for those who worked and got a salary.

She said: "Nowadays, there is no holiday during the Dragon Boat Festival. Some families with two or more employees in our county have to work overtime. We make ready-made ones for them, which saves them from staying up late, and it can be regarded as a contribution to the four modernizations."

Old Mrs. Song;...

If we talk about talking, it has to be my eldest granddaughter.

"Besides, we won't do much. It will only take two days from tomorrow. Captain, I suggest that each household send one person to work in the cafeteria, and we will implement assembly line operation..."

Song Yunuan kept talking, and Chu Zizhou felt that he should give her a seat.

Why does it feel that a captain in a rural area may not be able to sit firmly? ——

On the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival, three hundred limited edition sachets were made, each priced at one yuan. The gourds were not just gourds, but also gourds with four corners and two corners. After all, this kind of gourd is hollow, and this is the gourd that pretends to be sick.

If there are fewer things, you can't see them. When there are more, they are really colorful and eye-catching.

So many gourds were made that all the colored paper was used up.

A total of 8,000 were made.

The price was five cents each.

Not counting manpower, there are still half a bag of sewing thread and half a bag of scraps of cloth left in the warehouse of the brigade.

Minus the glue and so on, the manual cost this time is estimated to be 200 yuan.

Whether it can make money depends on whether it can be sold.

So, according to Song Yunuan's suggestion, he first went to find President Huang and moved the household registration of Grandma Xia's family to Erdaohe Village.

Chu Zizhou thought Song Yunuan was too good at doing things.

Chu Zizhou and President Huang went to the county.

Deputy County Magistrate Zhao gave strong support and cleared a counter in the department store to sell sachets and gourds.

Who will go?

Of course it will be Song Yunuan.

Chu Zizhou did not go, but asked Accountant Li to collect money and help.

Another one is Xiaohua, who plays well with Song Yunuan.

Her full name is Zhou Xiaohua.

There are six girls in the family. The eldest is called Dahua and she is the youngest, called Xiaohua.

Song Yunuan thinks the Zhou family is not bad, at least they are not called Zhaodi or something.

The department store has always been crowded with people, and suddenly there is an extra counter. In addition to an old man wearing glasses and holding an abacus, there are two little girls.

One of the little girls looks like a movie star.

On the counter is a sign of Erdaohe Village, Sunflower Commune, and a reminder written on red paper:

Dear customers, there are only 300 sachets, please hurry if you want to buy. All the villagers of Erdaohe thank you for your support!

The things were not placed inside, but hung up.

They were colorful, like a sea of ​​flowers.

Xiaohua's legs were shaking with nervousness, mainly because she didn't see so many people.

Song Yu Nuan said to her: "What are you afraid of? It's not like you are robbing things, but selling things to them. They will smile at you."

Xiaohua understood it all at once.

Yes, she is the salesperson at the counter, the one who is so arrogant.

Chu Zizhou was still worried, and he and Secretary Guan came, staring at the crowd.

Lao He, who had just returned from a business trip, was in high spirits. He also came after hearing about it and began to maintain order.

After the maintenance, he quietly left.

It only took a day and a half to sell.

After all, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the shelves will be taken off.

One good thing about selling things in this era is that you don't bargain, so I took in 700 yuan neatly.

Not a penny more or less.

Other communes were jealous, and so was President Huang, but Erdaohe was also under his jurisdiction.

Everyone should be treated equally.

After returning, the money was divided.

People lined up to receive money from the brigade. Whoever worked could do the work, and family members were not allowed to interfere.

One hundred and sixty-nine households, each person received two yuan and half a catty of pork. The brigade did not lose money, and the villagers were happy as if it was the New Year again.

Song Yu Nuan was also in the line, and when it was her turn, she happily received two yuan and half a catty of pork.

Chu Zizhou glanced at Song Yu Nuan's cheerful back, and if he didn't know, he would have thought she was poor.

As far as he knew, her bonus plus the royalties she received yesterday would probably be several thousand yuan.

She had more money than him.

And Song Yu Nuan kept all the money herself.

Chu Zizhou felt a little sour.