Zhang Bilian thought about it.
"If you put it that way, then isn't my mom just speculating and profiteering?
That’s not right either, it’s called selling southern goods in the north.”
Qian Jinyu nodded when he heard this.
"It's really good to sell southern goods in the north. Didn't you say before that you have classmates in Guangzhou?
Let them import a few batches of clothes, and then we can sell them here, which will definitely make money.
By the way, can those clothes be exported?
Oh, you see, I export everything. I'm really desperate to earn foreign exchange."
Zhang Bilian was also speechless, but she was really thinking seriously about her proposal.
“It would be great if I could ask my classmates to get some clothes to sell.
But exporting is difficult.
They have clothes over there too, but they might not be as good as my classmate's."
Qian Jinyu suddenly thought that in his previous life, someone sold domestic clothes abroad.
Cut off the domestic labels abroad, stick foreign labels on them, and then sell them back to China.
In this way, it becomes a foreign brand, and then Chinese people flock to it. I don’t know what’s wrong with it, maybe it’s because they worship foreign things.
Anyway, it is said that it is very profitable.
But their current situation is that the domestic market is large enough to absorb those clothes.
There is no need to resell them. On the contrary, overseas countries may need their clothes more to impact the market there.
“Why don’t you give it a try?
Maybe next year, it might not be possible in winter now.
I'm going to make vermicelli noodles, do you want to join me?"
Zhang Bilian shrugged, shook her head, and knitted the sweater in her hands quickly.
“You don’t have to take me with you, I have a photo studio.
I'm too lazy to do the rest.
The main reason is that my mother-in-law and sister-in-law are even concerned about my photo studio.
I will remember this for the rest of my life.
If I do something else and make a lot of money, do you think they won't keep thinking about me in various ways?"
Qian Jinyu weaves slowly, not as fast as she does, so she disagrees with what she said.
"Then you can't limit your own development because of them.
You can make money secretly without letting them know.
If you trust me, I will invest money and give you dividends when the time comes."
“I definitely trust you, if it’s just an investment, then I have no problem with that.
I'll give you all my savings later. Just write me a note and tell me if you need me to take photos anywhere, just call me."
Qian Jinyu and she were both sitting on the kang knitting sweaters. He looked at her when he heard this.
"Why write a note? Just write a contract.
But you must keep this contract safe and don’t let your mother-in-law and others see it.
That’s all I have to say about this for now, let’s wait until next year.
Next year will be the 80th anniversary, and everything will have a new beginning.
When the time comes, I will register a company and we will develop in the direction of private entrepreneurs.
Well, let’s start by selling clothes!”
Shi Tang's mother couldn't help laughing as she listened.
I didn't feel that Qin Jinyu was being whimsical or restless.
But I think her idea is good.
But, but but.
She is going to give birth in April or May next year.
Then you have to stay in confinement for the next six to seven months, and then you have to breastfeed the baby in eight, nine and ten months.
In a blink of an eye, it’s October and November, and it’s winter again and time to hibernate.
Anyway, after Shitang's mother calculated this, she was afraid that she would not be able to do anything next year.
But she also didn't want to discourage her daughter-in-law's ambition.
She just smiled and shook her head without saying anything, then continued knitting.
Qian Jinyu had a lot on his mind.
But the specific situation will depend on the specific situation next year.
There is really not much to do here in winter, unlike in the south where you can still grow vegetables in winter.
The winter here starts to freeze in November, and when Shitang returns, it is already the first snow of the winter.
The first snow of 1997 came earlier than in previous years.
As soon as she went out that day, she saw the outside covered with snow.
When I opened the door, the snow reached my knees.
This first snow came quite heavily.
Even Shitang's mother had never seen such heavy snow.
"Oh my god, the snow in Northeast China is so heavy!
It snowed all night last night!
It's up to my knees. Look, there's a hole where I walk.
Fortunately, Shitang had someone bring back some coal and put it in our house.
Otherwise, if I go out to collect grass and come back to burn it, my shoes will be filled with snow after walking back and forth."
Political Commissar Wang, who was also studying with the canteen staff, opened the door early in the morning and trudged to the gate of their courtyard to knock on it.
As soon as she opened the door, the white snow fell down.
"Aunt Shi, Sister Qian, let me tell you, it snowed heavily last night.
The snow on the roof needs to be shoveled, otherwise the house will collapse!"
Qian Jinyu looked at Shi Tang's mother in surprise.
"Can this snow actually collapse the roof?"
Outside the door, Mrs. Wang heard them talking and called out with a smile:
"Why not?
Last year, heavy snow caused the roof to collapse.
Our house has been renovated this year. Although it is sturdy, we are still prepared for any unexpected events.
That’s a matter of life and death!”
"Got it. Thank you for coming to remind us. We will clear the snow off the roof right away."
Shitang's mother said something, and went to get a shovel and a ladder, intending to go to the roof to clear the snow off.
Shouted to Qian Jinyu who was standing at the door.
"Go inside first and see if there's still fire in the pot. If there is, add some coal.
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