Gu Qiaoling's lack of expression was actually equivalent to her showing no expression. At least she did not show any resistance or disgust towards Yang Qilang.
This is a positive signal.
The prerequisite is that she has to know that it was given by Yang Qilang. If she doesn’t know who gave it to her, what can she do?
"Does she know it was you who sent it?"
"I know! I knew it the first time." Yang Qillang answered with certainty.
"Tell me why."
"The first time, she noticed it within two minutes of me putting something in her pocket. She had just arrived from Chen Cang's house at noon that day. Before we started working, we were all gathered around the tape recorder listening to music, and I was the only one on her side."
Wan Feng nodded, I'm glad to know.
"Send it secretly again, and this time give it something valuable."
"What are you going to give me, if it's valuable?"
"Pearl cream."
"No! The brigade store doesn't sell it either."
Could this be the legendary dead man? If the brigade doesn't have Gushan, doesn't it have the supply and marketing cooperative? If there's no Gushan, then there's still a county town, right?
"I have one. I'll give you a bottle."
Yang Qilang asked curiously, "How come you have this thing? I don't even smell any fragrance on you."
Wan Feng finally confirmed that this was a dead person. I am a married man, but I don’t have one, so there are others who do. Besides, as a young man in the early 1980s, how can you go out without two bottles of this stuff on you?
"Wait a moment, I'll go to Luan Feng's place and get you a bottle."
Wan Feng came down from the carport and called Luan Feng out from the workshop.
"Give me a box of your pearl cream."
Luan Feng immediately became alert: "What do you want that thing for? Are you planning to give it to another woman?"
"I didn't tell you I cut you, who else can I give it to except you?"
"What do you want it for?"
Wan Feng said this and that.
Hearing that it was given to Yang Qilang as a gift to someone else, Luan Feng quickly ran into the house and took out an unopened box of pearl cream.
Wan Feng always buys this stuff in big boxes, one big box contains ten small boxes. Luan Feng still has a whole box of big boxes left untouched, which can probably be used until 1990.
Wan Feng took the pearl cream back to the carport and put it in Yang Qilang's hand.
"Look for a chance to slip this into her pocket. If she still hasn't expressed interest, you can ask Chen Cang to be your matchmaker and propose marriage. If successful, don't forget to pay her. It's a good few cents."
Yang Qilang went there eager to go.
Wan Feng also came out of the carport and walked around it.
Just as I finished my walk, I saw a small 130 truck drive into the ditch. When it was halfway into the west ditch, it turned around and came back.
When Wan Feng was wondering what was wrong with the driver, the 130 ambulance actually drove to Luan Feng's house.
Yuan Hai jumped out of the car.
"I was almost home when I saw you standing here, so I turned back. What are you doing standing outside in this freezing weather?"
Yuan Hai must have come to deliver the other half of the couplet.
"I just built a carport for this tractor. Look, it's not suitable. Otherwise, why would I be standing outside?"
"Everything you want has been printed. Please find someone to unload it."
Yang Qillang and the others were still there, so Wan Feng called them out and they hurriedly moved the big cardboard boxes into Luan Feng's room.
Now that all the goods were ready, it was time to pay the other party. Wan Feng counted out four hundred and sixty yuan and gave it to Yuan Hai.
Yuan Hai counted the money and put it away. "Xiao Wan, your idea for these couplets is great. Do you think we can print a batch for next year's Spring Festival and sell them all?"
"Of course you can, but that depends on how many you print. One hundred thousand sets is no problem at all. Any more than that and it depends on the salesman's tactics. Didn't I tell you to keep the plates safe? You'll definitely need them."
"Actually, our printing factory's performance this year isn't great. Without so many plans, there wouldn't be much work to do. We really need to come up with some methods and ideas next year. You've found a small way out for us."
Hongya only has this one printing factory. If they starve to death, they will be a real glutton.
"If you guys at the printing factory can just be a little more creative, you can make a killing printing whatever you want."
"Oh, then give me some ideas on what we can print."
"It's too late now. If you had asked me a month in advance, I would have made some good money even if I printed calendars during the New Year."
"Printing calendars? Isn't that something people in big cities do? Besides, the shops also have calendars from other places, all featuring celebrities and beautiful women."
"What's wrong with people from big cities? What's wrong with people from small cities like us? They don't have an extra arm or leg. If they can print, why can't you? They print beautiful women, so you can print landscapes. There's also a market for fortune, wealth, longevity, and happiness."
In the 1980s, the calendar market was almost entirely occupied by the heads and bodies of celebrities. The Beijin Newspaper even published a letter from a reader complaining that all the calendars were of beauties. At this time, if you launched some calendars with landscapes or those reflecting national culture, there might not be no market for them.
Yuan Hai scratched his head: "Will this thing work?"
This thing doesn't just work, it works too well. Giving calendars as gifts has become a means of using backdoors to build relationships. Do you dare to say it doesn't work?
Especially since the General Office of the State Council issued an urgent notice at the end of August 1st to curb the unhealthy practice of giving each other calendars. Can you say it is not okay?
In other words, in a small county like Hongya, the calendar has not yet played its due value.
Even though the gift-giving trend was curbed, calendars still had a huge market in the next decade or so. For several years, they were the best choice for visiting relatives and friends and even giving gifts.
If Hongya Printing Factory can catch up with the trend of calendars, it will have no problem living a comfortable life for a few years.
"Trust me, it's not wrong, but you have to work harder on the quality and image selection."
Yuan Hai left half-believing and half-doubting.
Jiang Wei had no plans to set up a printing factory for the time being, so Wan Feng gave them advice without reservation. After all, he had already shown them the way, and whether they followed it or not was not his business.
Now the couplets have been delivered, and there are still more than 8,500 sets.
Since he was free anyway, Wan Feng sorted the couplets alone in Luan Feng's room.
You can imagine how fast Wan Feng was sorting the boxes; he couldn't even pick out a hundred sets in more than an hour.
Yang Qillang ran out of the sewing workshop and walked into the house excitedly.
"Sent it out?"
Yang Qilang nodded.
"What's the reaction?"
"I don't know. I secretly put it in her pocket and ran away."
This requires some reaction time.
"If she doesn't respond tomorrow, you can go ask Chen Cang for marriage. He's her uncle and he's the most suitable matchmaker."
"Do you think she'll be interested in me? I have no idea."
"What's wrong with us? Why wouldn't I like you with your thick eyebrows, big eyes, and square face? You should have confidence in yourself. A confident man will be much more attractive to women."
Yang Qillang may not understand what Wan Feng said, and his expression is still a little confused.
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