Zhou Baozhen and Hua Qingping have different vacation times, but their school start times are almost the same.
School starts after the Lantern Festival.
The train journey is long, so the two couples have to leave before the Lantern Festival.
So I can’t celebrate the Lantern Festival at home.
Hua Wanchi sighed, "It would be nice if we could have three days off for Lantern Festival as well."
Xiaole nodded. He loved holidays the most and wished he could have a few more days off.
Zhou Baozhen and Hua Jingmin brought some bread with them to eat on the train. The food on the train was expensive and unpalatable, and even though the couple were rich, they still felt it was not worth it.
This bread was naturally baked by Wan Qingliu. The moment it came out of the oven, the whole family could smell the hot milky aroma.
That's the taste of butter.
The smell makes me want to eat it.
Wan Qingliu was afraid that the steamed buns would have no taste, so he specially baked some bread for the two couples to eat on the train. He added a lot of sugar, so the bread still tasted just the right amount of sweetness.
This was the case in that era. In later generations, people would still have to worry about getting fat after eating.
Hua Wanchi sniffed the aroma of the bread and said with a smile, "Hehe, if grandma goes to sell bread in the future, she'll definitely have a good business!"
Wan Qingliu stuffed a piece of bread into Hua Wanchi's mouth and said, "Stop being so joking. Try it and see if it tastes good."
Hua Wanchi chewed and nodded.
The freshly baked bread is extremely soft, sweet and still steaming hot.
Of course, the food Zhou Baozhen had eaten on the train had already gone cold, but it actually tasted quite good.
Zhou Baozhen took a bite of bread and said, "I wonder if those wholesale clothing bosses have started work yet."
Hua Jingmin laughed and said, "Widow Wu's factory has just started operations, why are we in such a hurry?"
He has not set up a stall in the market for a long time.
When the stall was set up, the clothes sold very well and the styles were unique, which immediately attracted the attention of many business people.
So, Hua Jingmin no longer sold clothes himself, but became a clothing wholesaler.
This kind of clothes can only be produced by Wu Muxiang's factory. Even if someone takes the sample to other factories to imitate it, the style of the clothes in Wu Muxiang's factory will soon be updated.
In general, this is the only one.
Therefore, since Hua Jingmin controls the supply channels, others can only purchase goods from him.
Hua Jingmin raised the price a little bit based on cost. The profit per piece is of course far less than retail, but the advantage is that the quantity is large, and he doesn’t have to get up early and go to the stall late every day.
In general, you can earn more and do it more easily.
After I go back, the downstream boss will soon come to place an order.
Wu Muxiang sent samples of new clothes in advance, and then downstream merchants placed orders based on the samples, specifying the type, size, and quantity they wanted. After receiving the deposit, Hua Jingmin placed an order with Wu Muxiang.
Wu Muxiang still implemented the strategy of giving away handkerchiefs. Every time she packed clothes, she would put dozens of handkerchiefs in them and give them to the orderers for free to spread the factory's reputation.
Of course, the handkerchief on Hua Jingmin's side had his phone number written on it.
After all, transiting through him does not affect the factory's orders. If the factory's phone number is printed directly, Hua Jingmin will have no business.
Hua Jingmin was not worried that there would be other people who knew the factory number and contacted the downstream merchants in Hai City, because the supply price given to him was different from that given to others.
The price of orders from outsiders will always be higher than that from our own people. Since the price is the same if we order directly, we might as well keep it the same.
Hua Jingmin counts the money in his hands every day with a look of regret on his face.
"Business is about making money. As a worker, you don't know how many years it takes to save enough to earn a month's salary."
Speaking of this, Hua Jingmin couldn't help but think of how miserable he looked when he returned home after retiring from the army.
It really seems like a lifetime ago.
When people become rich, they feel that money is meaningless and they always want to do something to leave a trace of their life.
Hua Jingmin felt that as long as he could still serve in the army, it would be okay if he didn't earn that much money.
Of course, he is too old to join the army again.
Now that I have a wife, children and money, I have nothing to be dissatisfied with.
Just as he was thinking about something, Zhou Baozhen suddenly pulled his cotton jacket.
Hua Jingmin came to his senses and saw Zhou Baozhen's eyes pointing to the seat next to him. He looked in the direction and saw an impatient woman with a face that looked like she was not to be messed with holding a sleeping child.
The man looked around restlessly, especially at other children.
Hua Jingmin looked at Zhou Baozhen with some doubt in his eyes.
Zhou Baozhen nodded: "Jingmin, it's just what you think."
Hua Jingmin's expression suddenly became serious, and he looked at the woman holding the child with a sharp gaze.
He stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Then he passed by the woman, paused for a moment, then looked at the child and said:
"Hey, this kid doesn't look very well. Is he sick?"
The sudden sound made the already nervous woman tremble all over. Her eyes subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice. It took her two seconds to realize that the voice came from the tall figure standing next to her.
"Yes," she said, her voice a little hurried at first, then calmed down. "The child caught a cold on the way and got a fever as soon as he got in the car. He hasn't woken up since then. There's really nothing we can do."
"Don't take the child's illness lightly. Let's take him to the hospital as soon as we get to the station."
After saying this, Hua Jingmin reached out to touch the child's forehead, but the woman holding the child dodged in panic, smiling guiltily:
"You're right, but we can take care of our children ourselves, so you don't have to worry about it."
Hua Jingmin's eyes were dim: "Why does this child look more like he has been drugged?"
The woman's face instantly turned panicked. "He is sick. What do you mean? I am not a kidnapper. Why would I give the child medicine for no reason?"
She finished her words excitedly, but still felt guilty, so she picked up her child and prepared to leave her seat.
Hua Jingmin grabbed her and she looked in one direction in panic. Hua Jingmin followed his gaze and saw an unprepossessing man in the middle of the carriage avoiding his gaze.
The woman didn't look very old, and the child in her arms was very small, so she didn't look like an old hand.
After struggling for such a long time, the child in her arms didn't make a sound.
The passenger next to him noticed this and reacted, "Could this be a kidnapper?"
Then everyone's voices gradually grew louder, and they shouted in a chaotic manner: "Whose child is missing?"
Someone took the opportunity to call the flight attendant over, and the flight attendant questioned the woman with a serious face.
Seeing this, the male accomplice not far away wanted to escape, but Hua Jingmin stepped on the seat and rushed over to subdue him to the ground.
Hua Jingmin turned around and called out to the flight attendant: "Flight attendant, this guy is an accomplice. We can't let him get away!"
The chaos in the carriage attracted people from other carriages to come and watch the fun. When they saw the kidnapper being subdued, everyone applauded.
"Okay! The kidnapper is so despicable! He should be arrested!"
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