"What’s there to dare or not dare to sell? As long as it’s not something banned by the Imperial Court, I dare!" Lin Changqing’s eyes lit up as he had always known that Lin Yuan’s mind was sharp and full of ideas. Besides, who was Lin Yuan if not someone who could definitely not swindle him?
Lin Yuan’s words indeed piqued the interest of everyone present. They all looked at her, urging to know what this novel item was. No wonder everyone was curious; this girl was too ingenious, always coming up with ideas nobody could anticipate.
Lin Yuan giggled, "Banned goods? Even if you dare to sell those, I wouldn’t dare provide them to you. Actually, what I’m talking about isn’t all that fresh. It’s just that nobody has used it before. What I mean is a wardrobe, yes, a wardrobe used to store clothes."
Lan Hua raised an eyebrow, obviously a bit disappointed: "A wardrobe? Doesn’t every household have one? Look, even my home has several."
Lan Hua was right. A wardrobe was quite a common item. Not only wealthy families had one but even in a poor household, you’d find a cupboard for storing clothes. The only differences lay in material or workmanship.
Lin Yuan smiled mysteriously, without saying a word.
Lin Changqing rolled his eyes at his sister, "You girl, listen to Yuanyuan till the end. Since Yuanyuan dares say it, it must be different from the wardrobes we are currently using."
Lan Hua pursed her lips and playfully wriggled her nose at Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan smiled and while gesturing with her hands, she explained the wardrobe she was referring to: "The wardrobe I’m talking about is indeed a bit different. The ones we use now are actually just big boxes where we fold our clothes and stack them inside. There are many downsides to this. Not to mention the hassle of digging through clothes, but folding them also ruins them. If they stay folded in the closet for too long, they will become wrinkly, and the new clothes will turn old."
Lin Changqing, Lin Jiaxin, and the other men, without the experience of organizing clothes, didn’t share the sentiment, but Aunt Wang and Lan Hua, who did have such experience, nodded incessantly in agreement. Even Lin Wei and Xiao Linshuang expressed their approval.
Xiao Linshuang raised her little arm and cried out, "Exactly, every time mother picks out clothes for me, they always have fold marks, which look awful when worn. Mother has to iron them with a hot kettle to get rid of the creases. Once, in haste because of my baby brother crying, mother forgot about my clothes and burnt a big hole through them. I hadn’t worn that outfit for many days, hmph, when my brother grows up, he’ll have to make it up to me with a new one!"
Xiao Linshuang pouted, looking quite indignant, and it seemed as if she had seriously accounted for the new debt against the little fellow who only knew how to blow milk bubbles.
However, Xiao Linshuang’s words indeed voiced the vexations of women everywhere.
Lin Yuan clapped her hands, "Exactly, that’s why I designed this wardrobe to solve this problem."
As she spoke, she dipped her finger in the tea water and began drawing on the table, using it as paper: "Actually, it’s very easy to solve this issue, simply make the wardrobe stand upright. , making the wardrobe as tall as a person and inserting several horizontal rods inside. Then just hang the clothes on them."
Lan Hua and the others widened their eyes as they looked at the square thing drawn on the table, feeling as if they had opened their eyes to a new world. How had they never thought of it? If folding clothes easily caused wrinkles, then why not avoid folding altogether and just hang them?
But how to hang them?
Lan Hua tilted her head and asked, "Aren’t clothes meant to be worn on the body? How can you hang them up if they’re not worn?"
This problem was even easier to solve.
Lin Yuan re-dipped her fingertip in the tea cup, then drew a curvy object on the table. At first glance, it looked similar to a hunter’s bow, but what was the purpose of that extra hook on it?
"This is called a clothes hanger. You place the garment on top of the hanger and then use this hook to hang it from the horizontal rods inside the wardrobe."
Lin Changqing was overjoyed, his eyes gleaming as if he had already seen his shop filled with customers coming to buy wardrobes, "This really is a novel item, Yuanyuan, you are truly clever!"
Lin Jiaxin was also very interested in the wardrobes. He had done plenty of carpentry work for the well-to-do families in the town and made countless wardrobes, but this was the first time he had heard of such a thing.