Chapter 419: It’s Hard to Be a Good Person
She pondered over this matter for half a day and finally went to seek help from her Doraemon, Jian Zhiqing.
Jian Zhiqing tapped her head, "Really, you’re such a blockhead. Aren’t the military family members idle now? They are all able-bodied and know a bit of needlework. Just distribute these tasks to them; each person can work on a component, and they can be paid on a piecework basis."
Qin Xiangnuan was taken aback for a moment, then tapped her own head. Indeed, how could she not have thought of this? She had been foolish, for in this era, which woman didn’t know how to darn a bit? After all, old clothes were always passed down from the bigger to the smaller ones, and it was always necessary to alter and repair them by oneself.
If this was the case, adults in this era could all do small handicrafts. Not only would this provide them with something to do so they would not have to stay at home all day cooking and tending to the fire, but it could also supplement a bit of household income. Don’t think that selling their time for just a few days wouldn’t matter; the income during this period could be quite considerable. At best, one could earn thousands of dollars a day, which could match what an average man earned in several months.
Have you ever thought about selling your designs to a printing factory? Indeed, Jian Zhiqing had thought the same as Qin Xiangnuan.
No, Qin Xiangnuan shook her head. She didn’t want her designs to become too common. Besides, she just liked to do those things with her family.
Jian Zhiqing didn’t say much. However, his silence didn’t mean no one else was aware of this business opportunity.
Qin Xiangnuan had barely settled down for a few days when people started looking for her, saying that someone wanted to buy her small fabric toy designs and her written Spring Festival couplets. They hoped to print them in large quantities. However, Qin Xiangnuan declined. First, she was not in need of money at the moment, and then those printed couplets wouldn’t appear in the streets and alleys for a few more years. It had to be said that selling Spring Festival couplets could sometimes be a significant source of income. Now, the couplets were mostly handwritten, so initially, even Teacher Wang, who had wanted to stock them for sale, couldn’t find a source, primarily because the hand-written ones were simply too slow. The reason why Qin Xiangnuan had amassed so much over the year, besides her system, was that she wrote them every day. Hence, she had so much in stock. If these were to be mass-produced, there would be more sellers, which meant cutting off other people’s livelihoods. She wouldn’t do such a thing.
As for those small pieces of fabric and such, she wouldn’t sell them either. She had considered providing some income for the employees in the store, so naturally, she wouldn’t pursue that money.
There’s a saying that fits: "I’m rich, so I can be willful."
The school’s fashion show was all the rage, and the atmosphere of study in the entire school had diminished, replaced by performance preparations. From large group performances to individual acts, everyone claimed they wanted to bring glory to the school. However, Qin Xiangnuan felt that wasn’t really their motive; they just wanted to show off and get some attention. In any case, since they treated her as an invisible person, she was happy to be one. If they didn’t need her, all the better.