Su Yicen smiled, her eyes slightly raised, revealing a hint of relief. "Our little sister is the best at keeping things in check."
He paused, then his tone became more composed. "We've already handed over the Jade Face Cream. The brigade leader took it very seriously and said he'd give a few boxes to a few acquaintances to try first. They're all women who work in the wind and sun all year round, and their skin is very rough. If it really works, the brigade leader will personally submit the materials to help us apply for a formal production license. That's how we started."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned, even Zhu Xiuqin, who was peeling peanuts, stopped.
A moment later, their faces lit up, like lanterns that had been lit, and they were so surprised that they almost jumped up from their chairs.
Su Wanshan slapped his thigh, Su Yicen's grin widened, and even the usually composed Zhu Xiuqin couldn't help but cover her mouth, her eyes shining.
"The captain told us to get a dozen or twenty boxes out first."
Su Wanshan lowered his voice, but it trembled with barely suppressed excitement. "He said he'd distribute it to various supply and marketing cooperatives, starting with a few leaders and their families to try it out. If it works really well, once the feedback comes in, we'll immediately scale it up, and setting up an assembly line won't be a problem. Our Jade Face Cream can really go beyond Nan'an Village!"
Everyone laughed at these words, and the atmosphere in the room immediately became lively.
Some people laughed out loud, some patted each other on the shoulder, and some had already started planning about the bottles and labels.
Once the brigade leader gives his approval, things are on track—this is real policy support, not just empty talk.
They had all seen it with their own eyes—Shen Jinhe used that thing, and in less than a week, her originally rough and cracked hands became as tender as a freshly peeled egg. She was even shocked when she looked in the mirror.
Several middle-aged women in the village gathered around to touch it, marveling at its beauty.
If you use it every day, what will happen in the future?
Her skin is so smooth and delicate that it would be an exaggeration to say she looks ten years younger.
So they all knew in their hearts that the brigade would definitely reply in a few days.
Moreover, this is not just a trial, but a chance that could change your destiny.
and……
If we can really create a brand that belongs to our Nan'an City, it won't just be a matter for a few of us.
Once this name is posted, "Nan'an Yu Yan Shuang"—these four characters will be renowned, and the entire village, from top to bottom, will benefit from it.
The supply and marketing cooperative needs goods, and other counties need agents. This will also create jobs for villagers, such as packaging, transportation, and promotion...
The benefits are progressive.
"Okay! We'll make it in the next couple of days and send it to you as soon as it's done."
Su Qingzhi agreed immediately, her tone crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
She stood up, her eyes bright, as if she could already see the finished products being packaged and sent out box by box.
Su Wanshan nodded, his smile gradually fading, and his tone slowed down, becoming extremely cautious: "Ning girl, this matter is not settled yet. The work you've done these past few days can't be recorded as work points in the village... You know, the team has strict rules; things without approval can't be recorded in the collective account."
He had more on his mind.
If this deal falls through and you actually get the work points, the villagers might have something to say about it.
If making frost today earns you points, will making tofu tomorrow also earn you points?
Once this precedent is set, it will be difficult to manage the rest.
This idea was yours, and the investment was yours. We can't expect the whole village to foot the bill, so it's reasonable for you to take some losses first.
However, once this is done and the team leader approves it as a formal project, he will definitely settle accounts with you at the market price, make up for the work points, and there may even be a bonus.
This is both a matter of courtesy and a matter of custom.
But we need to make things clear first.
We can't let things go wrong and then turn around and bite us, ruining our relationship.
“I understand, Uncle Village Chief, I know what I'm doing.”
Su Qingzhi spoke softly, her tone calm yet firm.
She looked into Su Wanshan's eyes and said, word by word, "We're not after the work points for these few days, we're after this opportunity. If it works out, everyone in Nan'an Village will benefit; if it doesn't, we'll accept it. We just ask that you don't stop us from trying."
Su Wanshan glanced at the sky and saw that it was getting late. The sun was already setting in the west, and the orange-red sunset had painted half the sky. The wind on the mountaintop was also gradually getting cooler.
He rubbed his stiff hands, stood up, dusted off his pants, and said calmly but with a hint of weariness, "Okay, I'll be going now. If you've finished making everything, just bring it to me. I'll be waiting at home."
"Okay!"
Su Qingzhi readily agreed, her voice clear and crisp, like a mountain stream flowing with vitality and energy.
He didn't linger and turned to leave in a hurry.
After a long day of work, from collecting herbs in the morning to grinding and preparing them in the afternoon, they hadn't had a moment's rest, and their stomachs were growling with hunger.
All he wanted was to get home as soon as possible, have a bowl of hot soup and a steaming bowl of rice to warm his body, which had been chilled by the mountain wind.
Su Qingzhi and Shen Zhiyu looked up at the same time, their eyes meeting in the air.
The two looked at each other without saying a word, but their eyes seemed to ignite a spark of unspoken understanding.
They both saw a shimmering light in each other's eyes—a light of hope, a glimmer of hope that the future might change.
Shen Jinhe looked down at the exquisite porcelain vases in her hands, her heart heavy.
She knew that the Jade Face Cream was indeed good and worked quickly. After using it for only a few days, the dry, cracked skin on her face peeled off, and her complexion became much brighter.
But she was still afraid—afraid that no one would believe her, afraid that she would put in so much effort to make it, only to find that she couldn't sell it and wasted her time and energy.
Now everyone in the village is worried about having enough to eat, so who has time to dress up?
They toiled every day for a few pounds of brown rice and a few bundles of firewood; it was a miracle they survived.
Who would be willing to spend money on a "skincare product" that doesn't show immediate results?
Doesn't she want to look beautiful herself?
Don't you want to wear clean clothes, style your hair nicely, and stand in the sunlight to be stared at?
Of course I want to!
She longed for it more than anyone else.
Kemei costs money.
Which girl in the village isn't just like her?
They get up before dawn to fetch water, cook, and feed the pigs, their hands and feet never stopping all day long.
We're just grateful to have enough to eat; how could we possibly dream of dressing up?
They'd rather stretch every penny in half than spend it on such trivial things. Where would they find the extra money to "waste" on these empty pursuits?
“Sister-in-law,” Shen Jinhe couldn’t help but frown, her voice lowering with worry and hesitation, “How much will this cost us? These porcelain vases alone must be expensive, right? And what about those medicinal herbs? Do we need to buy them too?”
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