C3 First Barrel of Gold

With the help of the system, the modification was completed on the morning of the third day.

It was hard to see what the loom looked like now. The added drive structure and other structures made it look slightly bulky and unattractive. Many of the structures were stacked together and exposed to the outside, which made the big man look extremely rough. His unusual appearance made people wonder if he could do the job at all.

His mother, Meng Qin, expressed a strong suspicion.

"This thing doesn't look like it's made of cloth. It looks like it's made out of war."

"You can't just judge a book by its cover. Mother, give it a try." Su Jin was not angry at all as she laughed and said.

The mother and daughter duo found the old line at home. Su Jin guided her mother on how to operate the new machine.

"Place your feet on the two sides of the pedals and lean back on the back of the chair. Then use your hands to control the two sides, one side is the meridian line and the other side is the zigzag line …"

With Su Jin's demonstration of mother Meng Qin also gradually grasped the trick.

"This machine doesn't need a shuttle, but it can actually move that much faster!" His mother was surprised and happy as she looked at the weave that was about to bear fruit.

"Besides, it saves so much energy! This machine is even better than the one sold in town!" It could be said that Meng Qin wanted to shout out loud because the effect of this unassuming weapon was too astonishing. She was also considered an experienced weaver. With this action, she immediately knew how powerful it was.

At this moment, the ugly look in her eyes was no longer one of doubt and disdain. Instead, it was filled with surprise and admiration.

Su Jin watched the change in her mother as her heart was inexplicably filled with pleasure and satisfaction.

"This is great, great …" Meng Qin's hands were trembling with excitement as she caressed the loom. Then, she looked at Su Jin, who was standing quietly at the side. She couldn't help but throw herself at her daughter.

Su Jin's body stiffened, then slowly relaxed. She suddenly felt her shoulders become wet and her heart tremble. It was only after a long time that she finally started to comfort her mother.

"Oh right, Jin'er, how could you make such a great thing?" Mother calmed her emotions and thought of her questions, so she asked them in passing.

Su Jin had already thought of a way to put it, "Daughter has always felt that I have this kind of talent. Besides, it's just a test. Who knew that I would get such a great talent? Even Daughter is surprised!"

Su Jin's explanation and the fact that the new machine was different from other machines made Meng Qin feel better. She only mentioned it and soon forgot about it. Her heart was full of desire to start work immediately.

"Tomorrow is the market time. When the surrounding villagers come back, I will take advantage of this time to buy some wire and come back. It will be cheaper and I will also be able to buy some houses."

Meng Qin nodded. Now that Su Jin was the backbone of their family, she naturally agreed.

After that, Su Jin used the last of her family's money to buy back the thread and took turns weaving with her mother. The debt was like a sharp sword hanging over their heads, urging them to weave the cloth day and night. It could be said that this was their last bet, so they even lit up the lamp oil they had stored, and continued to weave even in the middle of the night.

Eight days later, Su Jin got up from the machine and stretched.

"Er - finally finished weaving the thread!" She picked up the cloth from the shelf, folded it with the others, and arranged it.

"There are a total of 20 of them. They are indeed extremely fast." Mother counted the cloths again and said in satisfaction.

"It just so happens that tomorrow is the town's market day, so I'll take these cloths to the market and sell them there. It might be a little more than selling them to the shops." Su Jin said.

"Yes." Meng Qin also thought about this and agreed.

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The next morning, Su Jin carried her basket and came to the town's business district.

The town she lived in was on a main road, with a small river running through it. As a point of transportation, business was prosperous.

"As expected, it's much more lively than the market outside the town." Su Jin sighed with emotion as she looked at the shops that had been bustling with activity since six o'clock.

"Of course, the one you did before could at most be considered a retail market. At most, you could sell some daily necessities, but there are all kinds of goods and there are many rare things to try your luck with." The system suddenly spoke up.

"So it's like that." While answering the system, Su Jin found a person to ask for directions. In the end, he found a dry place and set up a stall. The stall was actually just an old floral cloth spread out and placed neatly on top of it.

The sun had already risen, and the scene could be seen even more clearly. A child squatting on the ground attracted the attention of some people:

"Little girl, what are you selling?"

"Selling cloth." Su Jin replied obediently.

"How much for one?"

"Twenty-seven." Su Jin replied.

"Eh, it's pretty cheap. Let me take a look." The townsman crouched down and examined the cloth.

"Oh, well woven. The lines are uniform and firm, but this thread is not very good. It's too rough. If that's the case, then this price is too high."

"…" Su Jin did not make a sound. In fact, she sighed in her heart, thinking that she really could not hide her weakness. When she bought the wire, she already knew the effect. After all, it was cheap, but the quality wasn't that good either.

"How about this. Twenty gold. I'll buy one for twenty gold." The townsman concluded.

20 gold coins. This price was only 2 gold coins higher than the cloth shop's purchase price. However, Su Jin's mental price was at least 25 gold coins. This was also the reasonable price for this batch of cloth.

"You might as well buy the better piece of sackcloth. Although my cloth is slightly rough with thread, it is a unique weaving method. It is sturdy, durable, and best used for working. But I can guarantee that the other cloths are definitely different from mine." Su Jin pulled on the cloth and showed him the patterns on it.

After that, Su Jin took the opportunity to explain a few of the good points of her cloth. Finally, she successfully sold one piece at the price of 25 words.

Listening to the sound of the coins in the money bag, Su Jin's mood became more and more clear. She looked at the busy street and decided to speed up the sale of the cloth.

He then stood up, put his hands around his mouth and started shouting,

"Sold cloth, sold cloth!" Auntie, do you want to buy a cloth? "Let's take a look!"

At her call, many people stopped to listen to her introduction.

"This cloth is my family's own creation. It definitely doesn't look the same. A cloth made from this type of weaving method, it's even and strong, and durable, and resistant to abrasion and washing …"

Su Jin tried her best to demonstrate the uniqueness of her cloth, and under her efforts to sell it, people naturally saw the difference in the cloth. Whether it was the line arrangement or the weaving of the lines, the improved loom was several times better than that of the native cloth, the townspeople were not blind, and the benefits were so obvious that they could not be seen.

Su Jin's purse quickly swelled up, and the cloth was quickly dwindling.

Her successive successes had made her smile even more radiant, and even the fatigue from working late at night had disappeared quite a bit.

"Is your cloth really that easy to use?"

As Su Jin was immersed in her joy, a clear and melodious voice rang in her ears.