At the end of February, Ruan Mianmian received a call from Wenzai in Guangzhou, informing her of the specific exhibition time and booth situation of the Canton Fair.
This time they could only register under the name of Yangcheng Handicraft Factory and be assigned a counter at the booth of Yangcheng Handicraft Factory.
The place is not big, so you have to choose carefully which samples to bring to the exhibition.
Before leaving, Ruan Mianmian held a special internal meeting to select models.
Because recently everyone has been studying together after work.
Now the relationship between them is more harmonious than before.
The meeting was not so tense anymore. Everyone seemed very relaxed.
Wu Huimin turned the wooden hairpin in her hand over and over several times, but she still thought it was ugly.
The wood is in its original color, and the hairpin is simply carved with some plum blossom and lotus patterns.
The overall look is very simple and rustic.
"Mianmian, will anyone really buy this?!" Wu Huimin thought that this kind of hairpin was something her great-grandmother's generation would wear.
In this day and age, is there really anyone who likes it?
"Don't worry, foreigners like this stuff very much. These things that seem simple and insignificant to us represent the mysterious ancient oriental country in the eyes of many foreigners." Ruan Mianmian drew the design for this hairpin and asked Uncle Zhao to make it.
Uncle Zhao's craftsmanship was quite good. He made all the details that were not drawn in her design according to his own understanding.
Uncle Zhao has been doing woodworking for others. There are a lot of these scraps at home. When Ruan Mianmian gave Uncle Zhao a gift during the New Year, she saw these scraps and immediately thought of the hairpin that brought her and Lady Susan together.
She just drew a few simple designs and gave them to Uncle Zhao to do.
I didn't expect the actual product to be so good.
The simplicity of wooden hairpins is very attractive to foreigners. To them, it is not just a hairpin, but a key to the mysterious East.
These days, Uncle Zhao has not even gone to work and has been concentrating on making hairpins at home.
He also took in two apprentices to help him.
So far, I have stockpiled thousands of them.
"I believe in your judgment. Then put this in the candidate list. Is there any objection?" Wu Huimin put the wooden hairpin in the candidate list.
"This one should be OK, right?" Deng Ran picked out a pearl-like hair accessory from the selection area.
She carefully observed the items put into the selection area, and found that none of them were the best products produced by their factory.
Then foreigners' aesthetics and vision should be different from theirs.
The imitation pearl hair accessories she chose have basically never been sold.
When the people from the supply and marketing cooperative came to select goods, they saw this and said, "Who would wear such a useless thing on their head? It would bring bad luck."
However, Comrade Ruan insisted on making this style.
It should be for selling to foreigners.
"Well, foreigners have a variety of hair colors, and the color of pearls can really set off the hair color." As long as there are no taboos, black hair color with pearls is also very beautiful.
The crowd selected several designs one after another. Some of them were approved by everyone, but some were not approved by most people. For example, Chen Zhao selected a big red flower.
"Why don't you agree? Isn't this pretty?" This big red flower sells very well in the county supply and marketing cooperative. He has seen the sales data.
Qin Zheng patted his shoulder helplessly and said, "You should improve your aesthetic taste. Or, don't do this kind of selection work anymore. You should just go and do sales."
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