"Sisters, take a look at the lucky bags and headbands on the table. These are the most fashionable things in the provincial capital this winter. Director Sun said that they are selling very well in the provincial capital."
Qiao Baozhu was holding up a red headband. The main part of the headband was a one-centimeter-wide black iron wire with a red gauze flower stuck on it.
Zheng Zhaohong held the red gauze flower and said with a smile: "This is not difficult. Just roll the red gauze into a flower and put it on the iron with glue."
Qu Yang pouted with a look of disdain: "This headband looks bright at first glance, but it's just so-so when you hold it in your hand. It's only one dollar at most."
Qiao Baozhu shook her head and said, "If I can sell it for one dollar, I'll be rich. Take a good look at these red yarns. They are defective products from the textile factory. I bought them all and made them into headbands."
A workshop in a textile factory produced defective products. Not just one batch, but three batches in a row had problems.
These yarns were originally intended to be used to make skirts and headscarves, but due to quality problems they had to be piled up in the warehouse.
Female workers in the textile factory picked out the waste materials to make headscarves at home, but the amount of waste materials was so huge that they could only be piled up in the warehouse to collect dust.
This happened the year before last. When Sun Jigang was drinking with the logistics director of the textile factory, he heard him complain.
He didn't take it seriously at the time, but this year, when he saw that the hairbands at the provincial supply and marketing cooperative were selling well, he suddenly remembered the matter of the defective products from the textile factory.
Without having time to discuss with Qiao Baozhu, he brought back two tons of defective yarn. As for the black iron bar on the headband, as the purchasing manager, he is familiar with many hardware manufacturers, so getting some iron bars is no problem for him.
As for the lucky bag, it is similar to the Qiankun bag in ancient times. A small red blessing bag, the size of a palm, which can only hold a few pieces of candy, and the opening of the bag is tightened with a yellow cotton rope.
There is nothing special about the blessing bag. There is a red word "Fu" embroidered on the front, and "Safe Travel" embroidered on the back. In addition, there are also many children and blessings, and blessings as vast as the East Sea.
Qiao Baozhu thinks that both products can be produced in the store.
The glove factory is working at full speed and the store has not received any new orders recently.
Zheng Zhaohong and four other female workers had nothing to do and were feeling anxious.
"Sister Qiao, I think we can split into two groups. One group will make lucky bags, and the other group will make headbands. The New Year is coming soon, and it's new, cheap, and pretty for a little girl to wear a headband when visiting relatives."
"As for this lucky bag, the elders buy it and put a dollar in it as New Year's money. It doesn't cost much, and it looks good inside and out."
Zheng Zhaohong has two children and has to visit relatives during the holidays. At that time, everyone's conditions were not good. When I went back to my mother's house and saw my nephews and nieces, I always wanted to buy something for the children.
But when a couple lives together, they cannot just think about themselves and ignore each other.
I have to buy clothes for my nephews and nieces from my mother's side, and also for the children from my husband's side. I can't even afford to buy her a child, and if I give the child to this family instead of that one, I'd offend people.
She simply became a miser and didn't buy anything from anyone.
As time went on, not only did her family members complain about it, but she herself also felt ashamed.
When Zheng Zhaohong saw this lucky bag today, a picture immediately appeared in his mind.
She could put a few candies in the lucky bag and secretly slip two dollars in it. She treats everyone equally to the outside world, but there is something else going on inside. As long as she doesn't say it, who would know?
Zheng Zhaohong judged others by his own experience and felt that this deal was very feasible.
Qiao Baozhu looked at Zheng Zhaohong approvingly and affirmed her idea.
"In other words, do you all think that we should take on both of these products?"
Everyone voted by raising their hands and passed it unanimously.
However, there were differences of opinion on the specific implementation.
Zheng Zhaohong thought that the team should be divided into two groups, each doing their own work, while Qu Yang thought that one product should be completed before moving on to the next.
Qiao Baozhu pondered for a moment and felt that the time was tight and the task was heavy, and it would be a waste of time if the product quantity could not be increased.
"We don't have enough staff to handle such a large amount. You only need to do the most important part, and hire people to do the other odd jobs on an assembly line."
Taking the lucky bag as an example, all you have to do is cut the lucky bag into the appropriate size and then poke two holes on the opening of the bag.
Then ask someone to thread the ready-made cotton rope through the opening of the lucky bag, tighten the opening of the bag, and the lucky bag is ready.
The job of closing the bag opening is tiring for the eyes and mentally draining, but it is not difficult. Anyone from a three-year-old child to an eighty-year-old woman can complete it easily.
For wearing 100 lucky bags, Qiao Baozhu will give you 5 cents as a reward. Even though the wages are low, there are plenty of people willing to do it.
As for the headband, the difficult part is the flower on the head. Gauze is originally a defective product, with some threads being pulled apart, some being uneven in color, and some having holes.
These gauzes are sold by the ton, and the problem with each piece of gauze is different. When knitting a pattern, the defective parts should be hidden underneath and the good quality parts should be exposed.
The outsourcing procedure is to glue the finished flowers to the headband with glue.
The work of applying glue is more difficult than threading the rope. It is the same as pasting paper boxes. You have to control the amount of glue, otherwise it will be ruined if it is wiped off on the outside.
Qiao Baozhu thought of the women at Qingyanshan Farm and her sisters-in-law in the family compound.
According to Zhang Cuilian, nearby communes are also engaged in side businesses, including basket weaving, handicrafts and so on.
During the winter, every household earns money by sitting on the kang and chatting. No matter how little money I earn, I can still buy two pounds of candy for my children to sweeten their mouths.
With so many competitors, the number of odd jobs on the farm has plummeted.
"Everyone is looking forward to you going back to think of a solution. You were the one who took the lead in developing the side business. Apart from you, there is no other capable person on the entire farm."
Qiao Baozhu remembered Zhang Cuilian's sad tone and decided to assign the two orders of lucky bags and headbands to the farm.
It costs the same no matter who you hire, so it’s better to sell the farm to one leader.
By the time everyone had discussed the details of the work, it was already past time to get off work.
Qiao Baozhu waved her hand and announced that it was time to go off work, and Zheng Zhaohong rushed out with her bag in her hand.
"Hey, Qu Yang, is your brother here to pick you up today? Your brother is a soldier, why didn't you tell me before?"
Zheng Zhaohong, who had just gone out, came back like a gust of wind, lifted the door curtain and looked at Qu Yang with curiosity.
"My brother won't come to pick me up. Besides, my brother is not a soldier."
Before Qu Yang finished speaking, there was the sound of a glass falling to the ground, and Qiao Baozhu rushed out excitedly.
"What, what's going on? Why is Sister Qiao running away?"
Qu Yang was confused. When she saw Qiao Baozhu running, she also walked out nervously.
"Sister Qiao's husband is a soldier. Has he returned from the capital?"
Ge Qiuhua is a man of few words, but he speaks the truth at the critical moment.
The four of them looked at each other and walked towards the door excitedly. Four people crowded around the window, grinning at the young couple outside.
Qiao Baozhu was wearing a thin sweater and was tightly wrapped in a military coat by Shen Xiao.
"Wow, a military coat can be worn by two people. They will be cheek to cheek and flesh to flesh."
Qu Yang has never been in a relationship, let alone seen a man and a woman hugging each other.
Zheng Zhaohong was watching intently, afraid that Qu Yang's yelling would be heard by the couple, so she hurriedly covered her eyes and said, "Little brat, go back to the house quickly. This scene is not suitable for children."
"Well, I'm not a kid."
Qu Yang struggled and refused to leave. The scene before her was rare and she wanted to see it more.
"Shh, both of you, don't talk."
Han Meijuan was annoyed by the two people's noise and was about to cover their mouths. Suddenly her eyes widened and she couldn't help but shout.
"Kiss, kiss, they kissed!"
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