When she found Uncle Qian with the blueprints for the new rice threshing machine, he was so excited he didn't know what to say.
"Xiaoxue, there are still two months until the rice harvest. If we work hard these two months, we might be able to make a good profit this year!"
Uncle Qian looked at the blueprints while giving his wife a wink.
Lin Xue couldn't figure out the relationship between the two, but the Qian couple were overjoyed.
Although he had previously questioned whether 5 yuan per machine was too much for Lin Xue and even complained to Lao Qian.
But now that she saw Lin Xue bringing new blueprints to their house to discuss cooperation, Aunt Qian felt that she was indeed just a woman with long hair and short brains.
When it comes to doing business, you still have to rely on your own husband.
If they had backed out last time, they probably wouldn't have had this good opportunity this time.
Aunt Qian warmly invited Lin Xue into her home, where she was treated to a delicious meal of melon seeds, peanuts, biscuits, and milk.
Before leaving, he stuffed a lot of things into Lin Xue's hands.
Things like homemade sausages, turkeys sent back from a farm in the south by relatives, and pears that were just picked from our own garden.
Lin Xue's small basket couldn't hold it all, so Aunt Qian put it in a bag and tied it to the back seat of her car.
"Aunt Qian, you're always so polite, it makes me feel embarrassed!"
Lin Xue scratched her head a little embarrassedly, as she always received a huge amount of stuff from her whenever she came.
Aside from food from home, I never brought anything nice for the other person.
But the Qian couple didn't think that way. They saw the young girl as a benefactor, a god of wealth.
We must treat the God of Wealth well and make good use of him!
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