Zhou Dalian looked at the two of them with a chuckle, and didn't think that their actions just now were inappropriate.

They are young people after all. Besides, Gao Yue is polite, gentle and did not do anything excessive towards Tao Wenwen.

Tao Wenwen did not show any disgust either.

Zhou Dalian was young once too, and the good old days of his youth resurfaced in his mind. The smile on his face softened as he said, "We'll weave straw mats. You've never seen straw ropes before, and you've certainly never seen straw mats before. Once we're done weaving them, you can use them for sleeping. If you're skilled, you can even take the mats out on the street and ask the gang to make straw ropes, which is even more fun."

Tao Wenwen was interested and asked, "Uncle Zhou, have you ever sold things like straw mats and ropes?"

"I have sold it, but most households know how to make it, so it's not easy to sell. It's easier to sell it in the city, but after a round trip there's not much profit after deducting the travel expenses. It's better to spend the time making it. Ten work points a day is more profitable than selling straw mats."

Zhou Dalian said, "Everyone is doing their own thing now, and no one knows what will happen in the future. We can't waste this straw. When we go to the market in town or city to stock up, we can take it out and set up a stall. Maybe someone will want it. Even if we can't sell it, we can exchange it for something else at the market."

Everyone was poor, so many people would bring unwanted things from home to the market and exchange them for things they needed.

Gradually, the concept of bartering came into being.

Tao Wenwen had seen that scene before. Everyone was shouting hard in order to sell their things or to exchange for the items they wanted.

"Uncle Zhou, do you know the price? How long does it take to weave a straw mat like this?" Tao Wenwen asked.

Zhou Dalian had just finished weaving straw ropes and was working on a straw mat when he heard Tao Wenwen's question. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Why, do you still want to do this business? Aren't you going to grow herbs? Young people can't just do one thing and love it. You need to keep a steady mind and take it slow, otherwise you will fail."

Tao Wenwen did have such an idea.

As for making money, there are several ways to do it.

She just saw that most of the beds used by people in the countryside were not good, so she came up with this idea, because she knew that later people would indeed sleep on straw mats, as well as various rattan mats and bamboo mats.

Of course, the quality of these is top-notch, and they won't reveal any weeds or debris like the ones Zhou Dalian is weaving now.

If we can produce products of the same quality as those made later and at a reasonable price, I believe there will be people willing to buy them.

The most important point is that Tao Wenwen is very clear that with the changes and reforms of the times, the people's economy will get better and better, even by leaps and bounds, and business will only get better and better in the future!

"Uncle Zhou, to be honest, I do have such a plan, but you are right. We cannot do things we love every time we do them." Tao Wenwen thought about it and felt that she was too eager for quick success.

The medicine garden had just started, and people in the city were trying to sit on underwear with Dong Huanxin. The idea of ​​another mat was really too much to handle.

Only when one admits his mistakes and corrects them can one make progress.

Tao Wenwen certainly wouldn't be angry at Zhou Dalian's kind reminder, and he explained to him seriously: "I won't do it right away. Of course, I will consider this matter after the medicine garden is established and everything is on track." Tao Wenwen said.

Zhou Dalian smiled and said, "The fact that you think this way means it's not just a spur-of-the-moment thought. Not bad, not bad. It's a good thing for young people to be ambitious."