In the following days, people kept coming from Chang'an City. Among them were merchants and people from large families. They all went to Xipo Village to find Luo Yong, and wanted to buy peony cushions from Luo Yong.

The name Peony cushion is originally just a peony-shaped cushion. Recently, it has been used by these people. It seems to have become synonymous with this kind of wool felt cushion, like a brand. No matter what kind of genre, it can be called Peony cushion.

It just so happened that Luo developed some new tricks during this period, and these samples were placed in his grocery store. Each mat has different area, color, and the complexity of the pattern, and the pricing is also different.

The earliest batch of round cushions with flower patterns are sold for one hundred cents per unit. The other cushions are either expensive or cheap, and they are all based on this fixed price.

After the peony cushions became popular, people who came to Xipo Village to buy goods as soon as possible. Naturally, they would not be stingy with the money they had once and for all. They would stare at the largest and most expensive blankets to place orders. Of course, other styles, if they could have them, they would not be too much by the way.

Recently, Luo Yong and his disciples have been very busy. Luo Yong is mainly busy dealing with those who come to buy goods. He has the impulse and wants to urge him five or six times a day. Fortunately, Luo Yong is not as anxious as Heng Yu. No matter what the other party says, it is impossible to ship the order one by one according to the order. No matter whether it is soft or hard, it will be difficult to do anything. If it is annoying, it will not do your business.

On this day, a wine shop in the middle of Shi County was found.

The two guests were sitting opposite the kang drinking warm wine. Suddenly, a sound of horse hooves sounded outside. After a while, a young man appeared at the door of the tavern in the wind and snow, handed the horses to the servant, opened the curtains and walked into the store.

"How is it? What does Luo Sanlang say?" When the two of them saw him coming, they asked quickly.

"It's useless if I wear my mouth apart. Luo Sanlang is just a person who doesn't have any oil or salt." The man said, and sat down on the kang.

"Tsk, the name of the coffin board is indeed not a waste. Come on, take a sip of hot wine first."

"It's okay, we came early."

"Don't worry about being snatched from someone else."

"Did he know that you and I are together?"

"It shouldn't be known."

"It would be great. If I had known, we should have gone in three sessions."

"Who would have thought that there was still a purchase restriction?"

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It turned out that the three of them were from the same big family. They went to Xipo Village together that day. The two entered the Luo family yard, and the other was watching the horses outside. As a result, they were told that the purchase restriction was not good. They reported their husband's name, but they had no choice but to place an order and come out.

The next day, the three of them thought about it and asked the companion who had not yet shown his face in front of Luo Yong to place another order.

Today I asked this person to urge the order. First, they were really anxious. The sooner they got the peony cushion, the better. Second, it was also to try Luo Yong's attitude. If Luo Yong just let go, then things would be a little troublesome.

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In fact, it's not just these people who are anxious.

Most of Luo Yong's disciples came from poor backgrounds and learned that a large carpet could be sold for one or two taels. In the past few days, he has worked hard and used all the labor force he could use at home. If not, wouldn't he have any neighbors? It's hard to ask them to do other things, and it's always okay to poke a mat.

This is also Luo Yong's instruction. If you take these mats back and do them, you can teach them if your family wants to learn them. But you still need to pay attention to them. Don't spread the craftsmanship for now. It doesn't matter if you poke the mat.

On the afternoon of that day, the Xu brothers and others made carpets in the house. The three of them were all good at craftsmanship, so they did not go to Chang'an this time, but stayed in Lishi County.

Although you can earn some money and food when you go out and put on a kang, you can't make some money or food, but it's not as stable as your home. It's a long way and a long journey. They have wives and children at home. Now that they can learn the skills of making wool felt seat cushions, they naturally prefer to stay at home. Even if they want to go out and have fun, they have to wait until these babies at home grow up before talking about it.

"Erlang, do you think my mat is okay?" A neighbor came over with two small cushions with poked round flowers with heavy snow.

"Let's take a look." Xu Erlang handed the wooden hammer in his hand to his eldest son, got up and moved it to the edge of the kang, took the two seat cushions he brought, looked carefully, and said, "It's poking very carefully."

When the other party heard him say this, he immediately smiled and said, "That's good. I'm always worried that I can't do it well in the first time."

"But you want to take some more back?" Xu Erlang took the two mats, took out four copper plates from the kang cabinet and handed them to the other party, and asked again.

"What you want is idle, and you are idle all the time. It's just right to do this job. You can do it by lying on the kang, without blowing the air and getting cold." The other party said hurriedly.

"Then this time, you can take a big one back." Xu Erlang pulled off the kang with his shoes and took out a long-rolled peony cushion from the shelf. This is the most fashionable style nowadays, about 1.5 meters in size, and there are several different patterns. Among them, the best one is the peony pattern.

"If you poke this piece of money, you can get twenty cents. If you have a lot of people in your family, you should be able to do it in three to five days." Xu Erlang said to his neighbor.

"Okay, then we'll poke a big one this time." The neighbor thought in his heart that this big mat should not be as large as ten small mats. One mat costs twenty cents, which is also cost-effective.

The neighbor took the work back to do it, and Xu Erlang went to his two brothers' houses to see. When they saw that there were any colors they were not enough, they would add them in time.

In addition, he would go to the homes of several other fellow disciples in the city every three or five days, and add some dyed wool to them, and collect the prepared mats in time. If it is enough to ship, he would ask the vendors who travel between Xipo Village and Lishi County to bring a message and ask Luo Yong to collect the money and ship the goods.

Every time Luo Yong came to the city, he would pull a cart of wool over and directly to Xue Jibufang and handed it over to Xue Weng to dye it. After he had dyed it, Xu Erlang went to pick it up and distributed it to all his classmates in the city.

Due to the popularity of peony cushions, Xue Jibufang's business has become more prosperous recently. The wool that Luo used every time to pull over is enough for Xue Weng's family to work hard. In fact, it is not just Xue Jibufang, but many merchants in the city have much better business than before, especially those restaurants and guesthouses.

During these days, many people in the city took the work of poking mats at home. This work was not very technical, and the elderly and children could do it.

You can earn copper coins by sitting on a hot kang and doing some small work. For these poor people in small towns, this is almost like picking up money. They all work hard, for fear of making less money than others. After passing through this village, I don’t know if there is any store.

"My mother, my hands hurt so much." The child's hands were tender, and after holding the bamboo stick for a long time, blisters would appear on his hands.

"Let's see." When the mother took apart the cloth strip on his finger, she saw that the blisters inside were already broken, so she said with pain: "If your hands hurt, then take a rest."

There were two older children on the side, who kept silent and just poked the mat. Most of the older children had tasted the taste of hunger and knew that as long as they poked the mat out, their family could earn copper coins and they would not be afraid of being hungry if they had money to buy food.

Although their family is much better than before, as Ye Niang said, I don’t know if such good things can be done in the future. Since we can have the money to make, we naturally have to earn more.

Many people in the county town are busy making mats and poking mats. Xipo Village is not idle either. Those solid-colored cushions are very fast, but they take some effort to poke them. The Lin family cannot poke them out, so they have to take them out and ask others to help them.

If Luo Yong had already paid a handmade fee of two cents in Xipo Village, if they were paid low, no one would do it. If they took it to the parents' home of Lin Dasan and Lin Ersao, they would give a cushion of one and a half cents, and many villagers would rush to do it.

Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Lin can’t always go to their parents’ home. The Lin family has been making tofu recently and has work to do at home. If weaving is delayed, Lin’s mother will definitely not agree. There are so many men in their family who need a lot of fabric for renting medicinal ingredients every year. If we don’t weave cloth on weekdays, what should we do when we pay taxes?

So every time I come to Xipo Village, I usually get mats and get mats, I usually have my parents' brothers from Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Lin Er's wife.

When I was cooking pig food on this day, I saw an old man walking into the village with a bundle of wool felt cushions on his back. After inquiring with someone, I realized that the other party was Lin Ersao's father.

Such an old man actually had to walk on such a windy and snowy day. I wonder what kind of situation was Lin Ersao's mother's house.

At this time, males were in labor service, starting from the age of twenty-one, and had to serve for forty years. Usually, they were in labor service at the age of sixty.

But in this era, how many people can live to be sixty years old, and the heavy labor makes people grow old quickly. Lin Ersao's father is less than sixty years old, and he is so gray-haired.

"Brother-in-law, today's wind and snow are heavy, and the road is difficult to move. Do you want me to send you away in a donkey cart?" When he came out of the village, Luo Yong stood in front of the straw shed next to the pigpen and said to him loudly.
Chapter completed!