Qian Qing told Li Hongmei about sanitary napkins, but Li Hongmei might not be interested. But when Qian Qing mentioned women's hygiene, Li Hongmei had to take it seriously.

"Xiao Qian, please tell me in detail."

Qian Qing was carrying a pack of sanitary napkins and holding a brochure in her hand to introduce them to Li Hongmei.

"Director Li, to be honest, I buy this stuff for one yuan per pack. I can't make much money from this stuff, so I don't want to cheat you. Look at this pamphlet. Most of the sanitary belts used by women nowadays are not up to standard. Think about it, what are people putting in their sanitary belts? Some scraps of paper and cloth, and at best cotton. These things are not boiled or sterilized. If you use them for a long time, you will get sick without knowing why. Many people don't even realize that they are sick. But sanitary napkins are all produced by machines in the factory. They are still wrapped inside and unfolded when used. Isn't this cleaner and more sanitary than sanitary belts?"

Li Hongmei took a sanitary napkin. To be honest, it looked clean and felt soft. It was filled with white cotton-like stuff, so it must be more comfortable to use.

Qian Qing generously tore off a piece of sanitary napkin and poured a glass of water on it to demonstrate to Li Hongmei. It's amazing that this small piece of sanitary napkin can actually absorb water. Li Hongmei was amazed and became very interested in sanitary napkins.

But she had worked for many years and did not give Qian Qing a direct guarantee. Instead, she said cautiously: "You are right. Let me ask a doctor about the situation mentioned in this booklet. If that is the case, then menstrual belts should not be promoted. We can discuss and hold some publicity and mobilization meetings later."

Li Hongmei was also confused. A piece of soft white cotton cloth could solve x% of gynecological diseases? It always sounded like a fantasy.

She does not doubt the cleanliness of sanitary napkins, and thinks that using sanitary napkins can prevent diseases to a certain extent. But such a large proportion?

According to the brochure, using sanitary napkins can reduce the incidence of diseases by nearly 30% compared to using menstrual pads.

This ratio is too high, which makes Li Hongmei feel that the manufacturer of sanitary napkins is exaggerating the original efficacy.

After seeing Qian Qing off, Li Hongmei's daughter-in-law came in quietly.

"Mom, I seemed to hear you talking about sanitary napkins just now?"

Li Hongmei was a little puzzled: "Yeah, you know this thing?"

My daughter-in-law’s family doesn’t have a medical system. Doesn’t she also come from an oil field compound?

The daughter-in-law had been married for less than a year and was a little scared of her mother-in-law, who was always aggressive. When asked, she whispered, "I heard about it. I have a relative who works in a hospital in the provincial capital. She gave me a few films before."

Li Hongmei looked at her daughter-in-law and said, "Oh? How is it?"

The daughter-in-law nodded and said, "It's much better than a menstrual belt, but I didn't buy it later. My relatives said that the hospital in the provincial capital has it, and the pharmacy also sells it. The supply and marketing cooperative in the provincial capital also sells some."

Li Hongmei frowned, having a vague feeling that what Qian Qing said might be true.

Doctors in the provincial capital all say it’s good, so does that mean it can really prevent diseases?

Li Hongmei asked her daughter-in-law for the phone number of the relative who came to the provincial capital, and she also went to the oil field hospital and the largest hospital in Y City in person.

I registered for a gynecology appointment, but when I went in, the doctor didn't ask about my condition. Instead, he held a sanitary napkin and asked me all kinds of questions.

The doctor did not get impatient, but said seriously: "This ratio is not wrong. As early as two years ago, domestic experts conducted research in this area. Menstrual belts do have many problems. We are also promoting sanitary napkins. Not only you, but also some patients with gynecological diseases usually come to me, I will advise them like this. The extra few cents or one dollar spent every month is, in a sense, the cost of disease prevention for women."

Li Hongmei took the sanitary napkin to the oil field hospital and got almost the same conclusion.

Li Hongmei stood up and questioned the doctors at the Oilfield Hospital: "Such a serious matter, why didn't you report it to your superiors!"

Thanks to Qian Qing's trip to the south, she took the matter seriously, otherwise she would not have known that there were so many hidden dangers in the monthly affairs of lesbians.

The oilfield doctor was a little helpless: "It's impossible to buy it even if I tell you. Our country only introduced a production line two years ago, and it was just about to enter the market last year. Not to mention the production volume, many people simply don't accept it. I have also persuaded my patients, but this thing is not a prescription drug. Can I force them to spend money to buy it?"

Most of the workers in the oil field are dual-employee, and many families can afford it. Even so, many women are unwilling to do so. They come to see a doctor just to ask the doctor to prescribe medicine, and refuse when the topic of using sanitary napkins is brought up. What can a doctor like her do?

Li Hongmei raised her head suddenly: "That's because we didn't do our job well! The workers are unfamiliar with this thing and think that no one else uses it, so if they use it, it will be an extra expense. We need to change this mindset. Now it's not that people can't afford a sanitary napkin for one yuan, but that their awareness is not up to standard. Then we should promote it, hold meetings, and publicize the benefits. When everyone uses it, they will naturally know the benefits of it!"

When I went to see Qian Qing again, Li Hongmei had already written a meeting application and submitted it to the factory and the Women's Federation.

"Xiao Qian, I really want to thank you for this. If you hadn't mentioned it, I, an old antique, would have never known such a thing existed."

"In a few days, the Women's Federation will start organizing publicity meetings in various oilfield factories. The factory will also ask the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some sanitary napkins for everyone to buy."

Li Hongmei was a little embarrassed to talk about it. After all, she knew that Qian Qing had bought a batch of sanitary napkins, but the factory told her directly that they had to ask the supply and marketing cooperative to prepare the stock before the promotion, so that everyone would not rush to buy and then fail to buy. In this way, it seemed that Qian Qing was the one who was busy running around.

Qian Qing didn't care at all. Not to mention that she didn't have much stock to begin with, not enough to supply an entire oil field with sanitary napkins, and she didn't intend to monopolize the sanitary napkin business. After all, a new product had to be accepted by many people, and she couldn't do it alone.

The factory had to be involved, but before getting involved, Qian Qing had anticipated that the factory would definitely ask the supply and marketing cooperative to increase supply.

This is fine. The supply and marketing cooperatives sell goods, and Qian Qing also sells goods. Whoever sells better will be determined by their own ability. Moreover, there is a large market outside the oil fields. If the workers in the oil fields use it first, the outside world will be affected to some extent. Then won't she have a place to sell her goods?

"It's okay, Director Li."

"I have made up my mind. Once my clothing store opens, I will give away this batch of goods instead of selling them."

Li Hongmei was a little surprised: "So many, are you giving them all away?"

Is Xiao Qian so angry? What else can she earn if she gives all the money away?

Qian Qing nodded and said, "When I open a new store and sell clothes, I'll give you one bag for every 50 yuan you spend, and two bags for every 100 yuan you spend. The more expensive the clothes you buy, the more I'll give you."

Anyway, it's hard to make money from this batch, so she doesn't want to stick to the oil field market. She'd just put them in the store and give them away with clothes. Once people outside get used to using them, they'll have to come to her to buy them.

When doing business, you have to look at the long term. When her house at Wutong University is completed, she will open a sanitary napkin supply center there. As for the supply and marketing cooperative, it's not that Qian Qing is pessimistic. She just thinks the factory's ideas are too good and the supply and marketing cooperative may not be able to do what the factory wants.

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After taking care of the sanitary napkins, Qian Qing also counted the goods she brought back and put them behind the store on the shopping street. She was just waiting for the custom-made clothing racks and clothes hangers from Zhou Hao to arrive, and then she could find an employee to open the store. Even if she couldn't find one, it didn't matter. Xu Ahua was still in the oil field, and Qian Qing planned to bring someone with her to teach her before sending her out to the market. When her store opened, Xu Ahua could also help.

Taking advantage of the fact that this was a less busy day, Qian Qing rushed to the construction site of Wutong University before lunch time to check on the latest progress.

I just arrived at the east gate of Wutong University on my bike, and before I turned into the small alley, I saw a group of people gathered at the intersection, and some of them were shouting "don't cut in line" and so on.

Looking closely, I saw a long line of young students carrying lunch boxes, stretching for dozens of meters, blocking most of the small road at the East Gate.

The loud voices of Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II came from the center of the crowd.

"There's no more scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

“Come back on the night of the fried tomato and eggs!”

Despite this, the long queue did not shorten.

A pockmarked boy wearing round glasses whispered, "God bless me, there must be stir-fried winter melon and pork when it's my turn."

A few people away, there was another boy who did the same thing, but he was talking about braised chicken.

Those who got their meals in front looked relieved when they walked out of the crowd. A few girls even gathered together to see what dishes each other got.

"Hey, I got some yuba meat slices, how about you?"

"It was too crowded. I was afraid I would be squeezed out, so I just randomly picked a piece of Mapo Tofu."

"Mapo tofu is also fine! Let's take turns eating one piece each!"

"Don't discuss it anymore. Let's go back quickly. I'll give you the food later."

Qian Qing was stunned. How much did Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding work to be able to feed so many mouths.

There were also confused students asking those in line, “What are you queuing for?”

"Restaurant."

"...I know it's a queue for food, but what kind of food has so many people queuing?"

“It’s a different meal from the cafeteria.”

The guy who asked the question was speechless. What you said is not nonsense! Who of those who come to Dongmen at lunch time is not driven out by the food in the cafeteria?

At this time, a person who had just gotten his rice from the front of the crowd passed by without the lid on. The thick red sauce, the aroma filled the nose, the moist rice was covered with two dishes, one meat and one vegetable, the aroma aroused people's appetite, but they couldn't stop it, so they could only let this unforgettable smell rage in their noses, making people's five dirty temples scream one after another.

"...I forgot to bring my lunch box. Can I eat here without a lunch box?"

The guy in the queue pushed up his glasses and said, "Sure, but you need a two-yuan deposit."

The two yuan deposit is not cheap, but when you think of such delicious food and the food in the cafeteria that makes you feel like your life is hopeless...

The person asking the question went straight to the end of the line without hesitation.

Qian Qing was so amazed that she stopped her car at the corner, bought a pancake, ate it while watching, and chatted with the stall owner next to her.

I thought the snack stalls nearby would feel that Uncle Ding Da and Uncle Ding Er were stealing their business, but the pancake stall owner was happy: "After they set up their stall here, more and more students came to Dongmen. Although our business is not as good as before, it is better than before."

That restaurant always sells out early, and the remaining students mostly choose the stalls next to it.

The owner of the nearby fried noodle stall also chimed in: "That's right, I used to sell a dozen servings at noon, but after they came I can sell 40 to 50 servings a day!"

Qian Qing chewed on a pancake and thought, what does this mean? A stall brings in traffic, so everyone benefits?

If only Zhou Hao were here, he would definitely be able to find the right professional terms to explain it.

Students came out to eat at noon one after another, and there were even a few older ones among them, who looked more like university staff and their families than students, all carrying lunch boxes. There was even one who was dressed like a housewife, who came directly with an antique lunch box, and put the dishes one by one into the box.

When Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II finally announced that today's lunch boxes were sold out and that they would have to go home early in the evening, Qian Qing went against the flow of people and joined them.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding’s lunch boxes sold out quickly, and students who couldn’t catch up had to move to other stalls. No wonder those bosses said business was good.

Uncle Ding was panting as he was stacking the big iron frames on the tricycle, while Uncle Ding II was holding the money box and tying them up with rubber bands according to size. The tricycle they built was very big, almost twice as big as the one Qian Qing had built before! There was an iron base welded under the tricycle, with some hot water poured inside to keep it warm, and all kinds of iron frames on top to hold dishes.

Qian Qing exclaimed: "Uncle, your stall is quite big."

Uncle Ding looked up and was surprised to see Qian Qing: "Qingqing is here? Have you eaten?"

Uncle Ding was also excited: "The vegetables here are sold out, there should be more over at the construction site. Let's go, let's go back and get some food to eat first."

The two uncles, one holding the tricycle and the other pushing the tricycle, called Qian Qing to the construction site to talk.

When the three of them turned around and left, an old man quietly poked his head out from the east gate. The young student who had just been pulled over by the old man and had his head pressed down was a little puzzled.

"Professor Yan, what are you hiding from?"

Normally, he was not so evasive. Professor Yan would come to the East Gate to eat every day. He would ask any student he met to queue up for him and pay after he bought the lunch box. But he always looked natural and frank, so everyone just thought he didn't like to queue up.

What happened today? Why are you hiding?

Professor Yan coughed, and his face showed a look that said, "Mind your own business."

"Who said I was hiding? Give me the lunch box. What did you order today?"

The student answered honestly: "I lined up late, so I only got shredded pork with green peppers and fried potato chips."

Professor Yan took the lunch box swiftly and complained: "That's why I said you are so slow! I don't like eating green peppers!"

student:……

You don't like green peppers, but you took it so easily?! Yesterday you said you don't like yuba! But you still ate it clean!

The student felt a little aggrieved: "Didn't you stay in class too long? Everyone stayed in the lab for 20 minutes longer."

Professor Yan paused and said, "By the way, is the lab short of a clock? Go see the department head this afternoon and tell him that I need a clock, preferably one with an alarm."

The students couldn't believe it, Professor Yan was famous for his strictness! A senior student had been locked up in the lab for a day without food or water by Professor Yan, who said that if he couldn't finish the experiment, he wouldn't eat. And Professor Yan never looked at his watch during class. He always said that watches were the culprit that hindered everyone's progress, and that they hurried and slowed down because they were obsessed with time, and that they were impetuous by nature.

Now we have to add a clock just for a lunch box?!?!

The student’s voice was almost choked!

Thank you Ding's Restaurant! Thank you two chefs for selling lunch boxes! Thank you heaven and earth! Thank you myself for buying lunch boxes for the professor recently!

Professor Yan was not particular about details. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of shredded pork with green pepper.

The voice was unclear: "Then remember to inform everyone that if the class cannot be completed, there will be an extra class in the evening. Hmm... green peppers don't seem so bad... Tell the department head that I am taking up the evening time of the Mechanical and Electrical Department."

student:……