The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man-Chapter 209 - 208: Satisfied

Gu Jiaojiao reached up and touched the hairpin, a smile playing on her lips.

The hairpin wasn’t very classical. The pin’s body was a beautiful curve, and at its head was a chubby, silly-looking little squirrel, hugging a pinecone as it ate.

Its long tail connected to the body of the pin, and the top featured the adorable sight of the squirrel nibbling on its treat.

It was the first time Gu Jiaojiao had ever seen such a hairpin, and she couldn’t help but ask the man why he had carved a squirrel.

The man insisted the squirrel looked just like her.

Gu Jiaojiao’s face instantly showed her displeasure. ’She was slender and curvy, while this squirrel was round and looked goofy. How were they anything alike?’

In any case, though Gu Jiaojiao complained out loud, she secretly adored it.

It was also because of this hairpin that Gu Jiaojiao discovered the man was truly amazing when it came to carving.

So she immediately had him handcraft a batch of packaging boxes for her premium shampoo bars.

And Leng Yuan did not disappoint, delivering the finished products.

Gu Jiaojiao stared at the box in front of her. It looked quite valuable.

’This craftsmanship is definitely Master-level work.’

But this wasn’t the full extent of his talent; the hairpin she wore was proof that Leng Yuan had already reached the Grandmaster level.

Thinking about how her own culinary skills hadn’t yet reached the Grandmaster level, Gu Jiaojiao couldn’t help but ask a silly question.

"Leng Yuan, what does it take to go from the Master level to the Grandmaster level?"

The man, who was intently carving another stamp pattern for her, heard this and let out a rare, confused hum.

"What?"

Gu Jiaojiao laughed.

’Forget it!’

’Perhaps the man himself didn’t even know he was a Grandmaster-level figure. After all, these kinds of skills couldn’t be shown off these days.’

"It’s nothing. I was just thinking that the boxes you carved are so beautiful, selling them for ten yuan feels like a bit of a loss."

The wooden box had an intricate, vintage pattern—a cutout design of auspicious clouds. In ancient times, this was something only wealthy families could afford to use.

Gu Jiaojiao was reluctant to sell it and wanted to keep it for her collection.

Hearing this, the man just gave her an indulgent smile.

At this time, that price was already very expensive, practically a luxury item!

When Chen JianShe came over to pick up the shampoo bars, he was stunned to hear the price.

His hand holding the shampoo bar didn’t even dare to tremble, terrified that he might accidentally drop it and damage the box and its contents.

This thing was worth more than he was.

He grunted and groaned while working in the fields all day for just twenty cents.

And his sister-in-law was charging ten yuan for a single bar of shampoo soap.

’Could it be that because the last batch of soap sold so fast, his sister-in-law’s head had gotten too big?’

’Who in their right mind would buy something so expensive?!’

Gu Jiaojiao didn’t bother to explain.

If it weren’t for the prices of this era, she would have wanted to sell it for even more. In a future generation, Leng Yuan’s handcrafted wooden box alone would be a fine piece that people would scramble to bid on at auction.

She was making a high-end product from the start, targeting consumers who had both good taste and money.

The target demographic was simply different.

Likewise, if it had this price tag, it naturally had to have a corresponding effect; otherwise, she would just be ruining her own brand.

Chen JianShe still went to the County Town in the evening, stayed the night, and came back the next day.

Gu Jiaojiao would wait until everything was sold before settling the payment with him.

By the time everything was done, the sky had already darkened. Gu Jiaojiao had originally planned to go to the Zhao family’s house to see if her clothes were ready, but she would have to wait until the next day.

「The next day」 When she went to the Zhao family’s house, Wang Xiuhua was just finishing up.

Gu Jiaojiao handed over fifty cents.

This time, Wang Xiuhua didn’t act polite and refuse it.

Instead, she hoped Gu Jiaojiao would ask her to make things more often, so she could earn a little money to help with household expenses.