"Okay, we'll give it a try later. But how many seaweed spores do we need to collect?"
Jiang Wenwan's name is just four characters.
"The more the better."
After saying that, he turned to look at Jiang Mo.
Jiang Mo nodded.
"I'll have my dad ask him again when we get back."
"Okay, let's collect them first. Is the seedling tray ready too?"
"We'll have to drive piles later."
Next, Jiang Wenwan talked to Zhao Yong about how to set up stakes in the sea.
Anyway, the sea is there. If the government doesn't contract it out to me, I'll just use it myself, hehehe.
But based on the course of history, the contracting of the sea is almost a certainty.
If it's unstable, just use it directly; it's because it has kelp spores.
After explaining the relevant precautions for the drawings to Zhao Yong in detail, it was almost noon.
Then they had to rush to catch the noon ferry to Guangzhou.
She ignored the strange looks she received from the other people on the ship.
Since they didn't have seats, Jiang Mo brought a wheelchair for Jiang Wenwan to sit on.
Hey, this wheelchair comes in handy, doesn't it?
After arriving at the station, Jiang Mo and Jiang Wenwan took a taxi directly to Wang Guihua's brother-in-law's place.
While sitting in the taxi, Jiang Mo realized that they hadn't eaten lunch yet.
He can go without eating, but his cousin is carrying twins, how can she not eat?
"Cousin, let's go eat first. I guess Brother-in-law Zhao is also about to eat at this time."
"Why don't we eat first and then go?"
Jiang Wenwan thought it made sense; she was indeed hungry.
"Then let's go eat first, and then go over there."
Jiang Mo spoke to the driver next to her, and the driver then drove them to the state-run restaurant.
On the first floor of the state-run restaurant, Du Ziteng, who was eating, suddenly saw them coming and his eyes lit up.
This time, Jiang Wenwan was only accompanied by Jiang Mo, and he couldn't help but rush over.
"Why are you in a wheelchair? Did he attack you?"
Is it him?
Before Du Ziteng could finish speaking, Jiang Wenwan stood up from the stool.
What are you saying?
Du Ziteng chuckled dryly.
"Speaking of which, I was talking about you. I thought it was you... Oh, right, I saw you two getting quite close to the owner of that pants shop on that street."
Are you planning to sell pants?
You know I don't have a proper job, and it's not good to just laze around like this all the time.
I was thinking that if you're selling pants, you might as well take me with you.
"I have connections; I can get a style that's even better looking than theirs."
Jiang Wenwan looked him up and down.
"Since you can get better-looking designs, you can do it yourself."
Du Ziteng could do it himself, but he's just afraid!
Thinking that Jiang Wenwan was, after all, a military family member, and had powerful backing, he could also benefit from that support.
"I don't have the brains for that, do I?"
If I had that kind of brain, I would have done it myself long ago.
By the way, are you here for dinner?
I'm eating here too, let's eat together, it's on me.
Jiang Wenwan didn't want to deal with him. After all, it goes without saying what he did at the train station before; 9x9 was illegal.
That guy has a criminal record. If he works with this young man and he does something impulsive again, I'll have to clean up his mess.
"No need for meals, if you want to do business properly."
I can show you a way.
Those pants are called jeans, and they'll be very popular for the next year or two. If you can seize the opportunity, making money won't be a problem.
After Jiang Wenwan finished speaking, she and Jiang Mo went to other tables.
Jiang Mo frowned.
"Cousin, is what you told him true?"
Jiang Wenwan ordered a few dishes and nodded earnestly to Jiang Mo.
"Of course it's true. Did you think I was lying to him?"
Jiang Mo really thought his cousin was lying to that person.
But then I remembered that my cousin had said the same thing to me, so I didn't quite understand.
"Even if it's true, why tell him?"
What if he also hoards jeans?
"Stock up! There will be plenty of people selling jeans later."
A single company cannot dominate the market.
Even those jeans we have, we can't really sell them ourselves by setting up a stall.
They also need people to buy goods from us and sell them elsewhere!
Hearing him say that, Jiang Mo understood.
"So, cousin, you want him to sell our jeans?"
Jiang Wenwan smiled.
"We'll see when the time comes; our jeans haven't even been produced yet!"
Jiang Mo thought about what she said and realized it made sense.
Du Ziteng returned to his seat, and the people next to him looked at him with curiosity.
"What did you say to her? You actually know her?"
That woman just doesn't seem to be one of us.
Du Ziteng rolled his eyes at him.
“Why not? I think we could be the same kind of people. I’ve decided, I’m going to sell pants too.”
The person next to him immediately looked strange when he said that.
"Hey buddy, don't be impulsive!"
Even if you don't go to the train station, we have other ways to make money.
Let me tell you, not long ago I hit it off with a guy who had electronic products.
Radios, watches, and those latest models of tape recorders, the kind that play cassette tapes, only this big.
If we stock those, they'll definitely sell well.
Moreover, they have first-hand sources, and the prices are incredibly cheap, practically like giving away money.
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