Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 47 – Passing on to the Daughter Instead of the Son 1

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Passing on to the Daughter Instead of the Son 1

That afternoon, Su Hu took a donkey cart to Furong Town to sell Tian Qi and made a trip to Joyful Music Shop to inquire about the prices of bamboo flutes.

Upon hearing the clerk’s introduction, he found that common bamboo flutes cost anywhere between one to five taels of silver.

Those with excellent tone and considered treasures could sell for up to hundreds or even thousands of taels, making his heart race with excitement.

After collecting enough bamboo, Su Qingluo officially began teaching Li Xiu’e how to make bamboo flutes.

Li Xiu’e was intelligent and skillful; after ten days of hands-on teaching, she had already grasped the basics of making bamboo flutes.

The most important step, the selection and production of the flute membrane and glue, took a little more effort.

Through continuous repetition and experimentation, Li Xiu’e was able to complete a bamboo flute on her own a month later.

Moreover, the tone and quality of her flutes were good, not inferior to those sold in the market.

“Father, tomorrow when you go to town, take my handmade bamboo flute to Joyful Music Shop and let them try it out. Remember, only let them try it, no matter how much money they offer, don’t sell it.”

With the flute production completed, it was time to develop a reasonable plan and discuss how to sell them.

Su Qingluo had already thought it through; they would sell high-quality flutes, starting with her own handmade bamboo flute to establish a reputation in Joyful Music Shop.

Then they would launch their own brand and, with the admiration of musicians, promote their flutes to various states and counties.

Gradually, they would establish an influential brand in the musicians’ minds, making owning their handmade flutes a matter of pride.

As for the brand name, she had already decided—it would be called Bamboo Melody, simple and pleasant-sounding.

“Alright, Father will listen to Sister Yu.”

Su Hu accepted his daughter’s handmade bamboo flute and carefully placed it in a brand new rectangular cloth bag before gently packing it into his carrying basket.

“Sister Yu, what if they insist on buying it?”

Li Xiu’e voiced her doubts: “Joyful Music Shop is like the pharmacy; they buy musical instruments and resell them at a higher price, making a profit. If they can’t make money, will they let it go?”

“No worries; I’ve already thought of that.”

Su Qingluo confidently explained: “If they insist on buying, Father can say that this flute is a treasured heirloom and cannot be sold. If the merchant wants it, we have more flutes with the same quality at home, and they can follow Father back to get them.”

“Sister Yu, what’s your intention?”

Su Hu and his wife exchanged puzzled glances, both seeing uncertainty in each other’s eyes.

“Father, just do as I say.”

Su Qingluo sweetly smiled, her voice full of deep meaning.

“If they don’t chase after it, we can just sell it in the county. If they really want it, they will definitely follow you back.”

“When the people from Joyful Music Shop arrive, Mother must make a flute right in front of them while acting like it’s very difficult to do.”

“Father should chime in, saying that our family’s flute-making method is a secret technique passed down through generations and only passed on to women.”

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“Acquiring high-quality materials for the flutes is extremely difficult, and the production process is very complicated. It’s rare to come across such a treasure of a bamboo flute even after a year or so.”

“They will surely believe it when they see Mother making it with her own hands. Then, Father can say that the technique is now passed down to me.” “Though I am young, my skills surpass Mother’s, and the two treasured bamboo flutes currently at home were tuned by me.”

“Father and Mother just need to demonstrate these things in front of the guests; leave the rest to me.”

“Oh my goodness gracious! How on earth did Sister Yu’s little head come up with this?”

Li Xiu’e was utterly baffled, exclaiming in amazement, “How does she have so many ideas?”