Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband
Chapter 79 - 78: Missed

Chapter 79: Chapter 78: Missed

Lin Wan went to the carpenter and made several coat hangers and a drying rack, put these sweaters and pants in a cloth bag, and took them to the casserole shop on a tricycle.

When she displayed them, Zhang Shuhua was beyond delighted. "Xiao Wan, did you knit these?"

"Yeah, let’s try selling this clothing at the shop entrance first, but you need to help watch over them a bit."

"Sure, no problem, don’t worry. I really love clothes. New clothes make me dizzy. I lost weight just to fit into pretty clothes. Hehe."

Lin Wan smiled and patted her shoulder, saying, "Adult sweaters and pants are twelve yuan, children’s sweaters are eight yuan, and pants are six yuan. These are the base prices; styles and designs vary, so sell them as you see fit," she said, blinking at her.

Zhang Shuhua opened her mouth in joy; Xiao Wan was giving her a chance to earn some extra money.

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely help look after your stall well! Xiao Wan, could you knit a set for me too, just for my current shape?" Zhang Shuhua seemed carefree but cared deeply about her appearance.

"Sure, I’ll knit you a set tonight," Lin Wan said, measuring Zhang Shuhua’s size with her hand, secretly noting it down.

In the era of openness and reform with many industries waiting to boom, knitting sweaters was a business too. Lin Wan had been knitting with even greater vigor, almost staying up until one or two in the morning before sleeping. Despite sleeping only a few hours, she would get up early for work the next day.

When calculating the accounts recently, Lin Wan found store business greatly improved ever since rain and cold weather arrived, with daily revenue exceeding two hundred yuan. After costs, it was almost like when it first opened. Although Lin Wan had spent over three years here in her past life, she never adapted to temperatures below minus ten degrees. Not to mention, her mom hadn’t ventured outside for half a life.

Taking advantage of her brother’s day off, Lin Wan had a free day for herself and went to the mall, buying some fine cotton cloth and cotton to bring back.

She planned to make two thick quilts and a set of cotton-padded jackets and trousers for her mother and daughter.

While buying cloth, Lin Wan detoured to Han Yi’s Grandma’s house. The soap she bought last time was used up last month, and although the hot pot shop was nearby, she barely had any time.

Like last time, Grandma was already sitting in that rocking chair, but her hand no longer held the shadow of a palm fan.

"Girl, come to buy something? Quickly look, there are new products these days," Han Ying said, perhaps forgetting Lin Wan.

This was normal; who would deliberately remember people who aren’t important?

"Old lady, what new items have you got?" Lin Wan asked, smiling as she walked over to the wooden rack for a look.

"Clam oil and facial balm, both are top-quality goods. These were tributes to the royal family in the past, used by the palace’s ladies. They are much better than what you buy outside nowadays," Han Ying moved up to the wooden rack, smiling as she pointed at the few new items displayed.

Lin Wan looked at the familiar clam oil and wooden boxes and smiled; she certainly knew they worked well. Grandma made things passed down through the generations, classics from the older era. In her past life, she took quite a lot for personal use and even generously shared with many classmates.

Looking back on her ignorant behavior, Lin Wan felt deeply remorseful. Grandma, at her old age, worked hard to make these things, and Lin Wan was oblivious to show any care, sending out so much generously.

Even though Grandma didn’t say anything, she must have felt very hurt inside.

"How much do they cost?"

"Clam oil is one yuan; balm is five yuan. Girl, these are good items! This clam oil is different from the ones sold in malls, perfect for winter—no frostbitten skin if you apply. The balm as well, all inherited family secret recipes, apply it to the face for guaranteed softness," Han Ying detailed the description afraid Lin Wan might find it expensive.

Looking at such a cute Grandma, Lin Wan smiled inwardly, "Alright, I’ll take two boxes of clam oil and two boxes of balm."