Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 188: Bowing for Gold Coins

Chapter 188: Chapter 188: Bowing for Gold Coins

She used to lack money, now she lacks Gold Coins; it would be nice if she could bring in the money from outside to buy things.

The items produced by the system are naturally much better than those outside, and without stepping out of the door, this is just like carrying a store with her. It’s just that her Gold Coins are embarrassingly few, and she wonders when she’ll be able to spend them generously.

People bend their backs for a peck of rice; she is about to break her back for a single Gold Coin.

Now, in addition to embroidering the Qingming River Painting, she also has to embroider other little things to sell to the system, to replenish what she consumed today.

After coming out from the system, a pile of items had appeared before her.

Several pieces of deep-colored woolen material felt very soft and comfortable in her hands. There was Yaya’s hemp color, light gray, heavy black, and deep ink blue. Every color was very pretty and the materials were all of top quality.

She used to make clothes, and those more than ten years spent in the clothing factory weren’t in vain. These materials were top-notch back then; Italian handmade suits were made from these materials, and she didn’t know how much they would cost—one hundred thousand, one million, or even several million.

In her previous life, she dreamed of handcrafting a suit herself. That feeling was truly satisfying. However, without the fabric and only knowing how to use a sewing machine, she wasn’t able to do anything else.

But in this life, it would be different. She could completely make a finished set of clothes herself. She wasn’t knowledgeable in design because she hadn’t dabbled in it, but she had seen a lot in her past life. If she drew those designs, in this era, they would be unique. She dared say that the clothes she made would be absolutely one of a kind.

She sorted and organized the materials by color.

In order to make good clothes, one must not rush. Aside from having the right size, the fabric, lining, and sewing machine are all essential. She had bought a sewing machine for her home that had yet to be used. Now, it was finally time to put it to use.

However, she still longed for the electric sewing machine she would have in the future. It would be much faster, and she was accustomed to using it.

The sewing machine needles she bought were the best. They could handle even such thick fabric. However, she hadn’t considered actually using the sewing machine for this work, as her hands could produce beautiful and delicate stitching that was no worse than a machine.

In the end, after some thought, she still took the fabric into the system where time was more abundant. Her current habits were not good, perhaps influenced by the system; once she became busy, she would forget about time. She had tried practicing calligraphy outside, only to find that one session could last several hours without changing posture at all.

For these past years, she had been living like this; time in the system was boundless. One day outside equated to ten days here, giving her ten times as much time to do whatever she wanted. But for this very reason, she sometimes overthought things, and felt burdened.

A person’s life is just a few short decades.

Not only has she lived through one lifetime, but she also has ten times the lifespan of others. How could she not feel grateful and cherish it?

She designed and cut the clothes piece by piece following her heart’s desires. Each set was put together separately, rolled up in cloth strips. These still needed interfacing and hemming, which she was prepared to do by hand.