FSC [QT] Chapter 7.2

“My patterns are worth more than just five taels of silver.”

Xu Baozhu stood proudly at the door of the cloth shop, looking at the fat-headed shopkeeper, and could not help laughing in her heart.

When she read novels in the past, the time-traveling heroine would always meet a few guys who looked down on others. After she came to this world, whether she was selling fermented bean curd or kimchi, everything was smooth sailing. It wasn’t until she met the shopkeeper in front of her that she felt the taste of defeat.

But she did not think that this was her problem. The patterns she gave were all classics for future generations. It was just that the shopkeeper in front of her was arrogant and stubborn.

“Little girl, are you really not here to cause trouble? Ah Da, go get that set of auspicious dolls from the shelf.”

Faced with Xu Baozhu’s unknown self-confidence, Shopkeeper Qian was a little bit dumbfounded. The waiter standing behind him quickly ran into the cloth shop after listening to Shopkeeper Qian’s words and then quickly took out a set of exquisite fabric dolls.

These dolls are sewn stitch by stitch by the embroiderers of the cloth shop, and they are filled with cotton and grain. There are five dolls in this set, including a lion with a pearl in its mouth, a doll holding a koi carp, a brave man who attracts wealth, a Bifang who rises from the fire, and a dragon who looks like a dog and laughs at the wind.

These dolls, without exception, all have beautiful meanings. Coupled with the embroiderer’s exquisite embroidery skills, each doll is made lifelike.

“Look, our clothes shop sells all these dolls. But what are the patterns you showed me, girl? It doesn’t matter if the cat’s head is bigger than its body and the appearance is deformed. What you drew is still a black cat. How unlucky is it? I can give you five taels of silver simply because I don’t want to cause trouble. These five taels of silver should be regarded as retouching fees for you.”

As soon as Shopkeeper Qian said these words, some people who originally sympathized with Xu Baozhu also put away their kindness.

Black cats are a symbol of ominousness. Who would be willing to buy a black cat puppet to take home for their children to play with? Isn’t this a curse on the children at home?

Listening to the whispers of people around her, Xu Baozhu’s expression suddenly became stiff.

She forgot about the ignorant prejudices of ancient times. The popular Black Cat Sheriff dolls in later generations could not be eaten in ancient times.

However, she gave so many patterns. Besides the Black Cat Sheriff, there were also many cute animals. None of those patterns were any cuter and more interesting than those old-fashioned totems that Shopkeeper Qian had people bring out.

It was a pity that she did not know how to use a brush and could only use rough charcoal strips to draw those cute animal patterns. Xu Baozhu realized that she might have been reckless today. She should wait a little longer and at least make a few prototypes of dolls to let them know the charm of future cartoon dolls.

However, the loser does not lose the battle. Xu Baozhu had been accustomed to smooth sailing since arriving in ancient times. Even though she now understood that what the shopkeeper in front of her was saying made sense, she was not willing to slap herself in the face and admit defeat to him.

“It’s not enough to speculate. Since the shopkeeper doesn’t know how to appreciate it, I won’t shamelessly force the shopkeeper to buy these patterns of mine. I just hope that in the future, Shopkeeper Qian will be as firm in his thoughts as he is today, and never regret it.”

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