Chapter 42: The First Pot of Gold in Ancient Times
This early in the morning, there were already a lot of people outside the village. They all seemed to be going to the market. Some were holding baskets and some were driving bullock carts. They should all be from the market. She carried her bag upwards.
As she continued walking, she was new here and didn't know these people. It could be said that she was unfamiliar with the place, so she could just follow them.
It seemed like it took about an hour to walk, and then they arrived at the market. Shen Bingning followed these people to the market, and saw that the market was now full of people, selling everything, vegetables, fruits, and grains.
, calligraphy and painting, and some handicrafts.
She took a quick look and saw that there was no one selling bags. It seemed that people in ancient times really didn't go out without bags, but people there couldn't. If they didn't bring bags, it would be inconvenient, and they wouldn't even feel it.
It's all uncomfortable.
She unpacked the bag and laid out the bags she had made one by one. Soon, this novel bag attracted many people.
"What is this of yours?" A woman asked, pointing to her bag. Shen Bingning looked at the young woman in front of her calmly. She was about 2 years old. The clothes on her body were also of high quality, and the beads on her head were
Flowers, heads and faces also seem to be made of gold, which means they are not rich but expensive.
When she smiled, she raised her big eyes, looking very cute. She still had a standard smile, showing eight teeth.
"This is a bag," she took out one and stood up. "You can carry it, carry it on your back, or carry it on your shoulder." She demonstrated several carrying methods in succession.
The woman was very surprised when she saw it. It was really special. "But are these useful?" She expressed doubts about this.
Shen Bingning continued to laugh. She was now going to use her own sales tactics. When selling things, you have to talk about them and have a sales philosophy.
"Madam, look," she picked up the bag and waved it in front of the woman in front of her, "as long as you have this bag, it will be much more convenient for you to go out. What about rouge, gouache, pen, ink, paper and inkstone?
, can be packed inside, and can also hold silver. As long as the opening is tied," she pulled the rope, and sure enough, the opening of the bag shrank. "In this case, no thief can steal it.
Yes, it’s very convenient, safe, and beautiful.”
The woman kept nodding her head, which made sense. It is true that you need to bring a lot of things with you when you go out.
"Look again," Shen Bingning pointed at the people around her, "Look, what do they bring with them when they go out?"
"Is it a bamboo basket or a baggage?"
The woman nodded again, "Everyone here is like that."
"So..." Shen Bingning lowered her head. Her long eyelashes turned into a faint warm golden color in the early sunshine. They became more and more beautiful. Although this face is not very beautiful, the more you look closely, the more agile it becomes.
Get up. "As long as you carry my bag on your back, it will be absolutely unique. You can carry it out to show your taste, your personality, and your identity." She pointed to the arranged bags, "Here are eight
There are indeed no duplicates of each package."
The woman was indeed convinced, and she would also think to herself that a sister happened to be inviting guests to eat. If she went out with such a bag, not only could she put down her rouge and gouache to avoid smearing her makeup, but she could also wear it.
If others look at it, this must be a very prestigious thing.
She knelt down and took a bag. She looked at this one and then that one. She felt that this one looked good and that one looked good too. She didn't know which one to buy.