Shen Qianqian has been in the capital for several days.
Wu Yunhua offered to take her out for a walk, but Shen Qianqian refused, saying she wanted to look around on her own.
look.
But since it was her first time here, Wu Yunhua dared not let her wander around. Although the security in the capital was much better than in other places, it was not entirely safe. It would be troublesome if she encountered a kidnapper.
After much comforting, Shen Qianqian finally agreed to let Wu Yunhua go out alone, saying she would be back around dinner time in the afternoon.
As soon as she stepped out, Shen Qianqian inquired along the way and headed straight for the market.
The capital city at this time already possessed some of the prosperity of later generations, with many individual vendors setting up stalls on the streets.
The stalls were bright orange, with drinks and breakfast options...
However, these are not her goals.
She had met the tailor Zhou Cai while dealing with Yu Linxiu's matter in Nanxian County, and she had some thoughts about it.
Law.
The backpack she brought to the capital this time was based on a backpack from more than ten years later. She handed the blueprints to Zhou Cai to make it, and he was impressed by its versatility.
Zhou Cai's craftsmanship is indeed good, but the fabric is just average. If he could find canvas and linen this time and make it, the backpack would be more practical. When he sells it, he can capitalize on the label of a new type of practical bag, emphasizing its large capacity so that children will no longer be tired when going to school. With this kind of advertising, and by selling it in big cities, there will definitely be no shortage of buyers.
After all, the child's education is important.
She's gotten to know a lot of people from the compound these past few days, like Liu Ning, who also has a child, about the same age as Shen Miaomiao, whose parents dote on her and buy her toys that are supposedly imported from abroad, costing double digits.
Unfortunately, she didn't get to see what the toy looked like in person.
She has a ton of toy ideas in her head. I'll take another look sometime.
Hey! We've arrived!
She heard Liu Ning say that there was a large trading market here with many cheap things, as well as fresh goods from the south. If she was lucky, she might even be able to find overseas goods.
Although she didn't know what these overseas goods were, Shen Qianqian was very interested in some of the things from the South that Liu Ning mentioned.
Although it's called a large trading market, it's actually just a fairly large open space. The surrounding weeds haven't been cleared yet, and the stall owners have set up their stalls directly on wooden planks or on the ground.
Shen Qianqian looked around but didn't see what she was looking for, and was immediately disappointed. Not even in the capital? Did she really have to go south?
As Shen Qianqian turned around, she was bumped by an old man and almost fell over. She felt her waist being touched and immediately grabbed the old man.
"Hey, are you stealing?!"
The old man was dressed in old clothes, with white hair and a white beard, and was very thin. I doubt many people would dare to confront him head-on.
So even when Shen Qianqian exposed him, he didn't panic. He spoke with a thick Beijing accent and was so fierce that he almost cursed Shen Qianqian out.
Shen Qianqian wasn't buying his act at all.
"Enough with the nonsense, just admit you stole it. What can I do to you, you're so old? Besides, look at what you have in your hand!"
"This is the half-eaten steamed bun I had this morning."
"I have to split a steamed bun in half to eat it, how dare you take my things? You're shameless."
The old man immediately looked down, squeezed the bag in his hand, and found that it really was soft, mushy steamed buns.
Hey, you little brat, you're trying to fool people by putting steamed buns in your money bag! The old man was furious and raised his hand to hit her, but a group of people next to him grabbed him.
"Old man Hu, that's enough. You stole a young girl's things and now you want to hit her."
Shen Qianqian looked at the newcomer, a tall young man with a buzz cut, about the same age as her. However, what attracted Shen Qianqian was not the man's strong and powerful physique, but rather the pants he was wearing.
jeans!
If you do the math, jeans had already entered the domestic market in the 1970s, so it's not surprising to see them.
It came to me without any effort at all.
She had just searched high and low for something she couldn't find, and now what she wanted was delivered right to her. After the man dealt with the old thief, Shen Qianqian immediately smiled and struck up a conversation with him. "Young man, where did you buy these pants? The fabric is so unique!"
If we have denim, we might be able to get other fabrics—nylon, polyester, canvas, linen!
She accepts all comers.
The man threw the small bag he had brought back over.
Shen Qianqian grabbed it and heard the other person say, "Want to buy? We have plenty here."
Upon hearing that there was hope, Shen Qianqian quickly followed.
The man came to a stall that hadn't been set up yet. There was only a girl with a thick braid working at the stall. The man went over to take over, and the girl called out, "Brother."
It seems these two are siblings.
Seeing that the two people didn't seem to care about her, Shen Qianqian went over to look at the trolley and saw a few pairs of jeans.
Shen Qianqian picked it up and touched it.
The most suitable fabric for making backpacks is definitely durable. Ideally, it should also be wrinkle-resistant, shape-retaining, and lint-free. In addition to these qualities, it would be even better if it could be easily dyed.
Nowadays, kids carry army green linen satchels to school, which are very vintage. I'm just too distinctive, making me seem overly ordinary.
As restrictions loosen further, the variety of colors available in China will increase, and aesthetic preferences will become more diverse and vibrant.
rich.
With that in mind, she didn't probe further and directly asked the brother and sister, "Where did this shipment come from? From the south?"
The man didn't respond.
His sister, however, was eager to answer.
"We operate legitimately; we don't engage in shady practices."
Shen Qianqian smiled and said, "I didn't say you were doing anything shady. I just have some business ideas I'd like to do with you."
The man looked up: "What kind of business?"
Shen Qianqian placed the jeans on their table.
"This is the business. I see you have connections, which is exactly what I need. I also need some fabric. If you can help me get it, I'll pay you."
She did want to be connected to the textile factory, but she really didn't have any connections. Maybe her biological father and stepmother could, but she couldn't tell Wu Yunhua and Shen Jia directly, especially the latter. If her stepfather found out, he might accuse her of not doing her proper job and being a speculator.
The man thought about it seriously for a moment. He then asked Shen Qianqian what kind of fabric she wanted.
"We can't get good fabrics, even if we have money. They're in short supply. But we have some ways to get other kinds."
Upon hearing that there was hope, Shen Qianqian approached the two and explained, "What a coincidence! I just want some low-quality fabric, like canvas or linen. I don't know how many widths, but I'll take a hundred meters of each first. If you can't get that much, less is fine too. It has to be white and undyed."
"Brother, my name is Shen Qianqian. If you want to find me, go to the military compound." The brother and sister introduced themselves.
One is called Guanghei, and the other is called Guangbai.
Shen Qianqian's eyebrows twitched as she listened.
What kind of divine parents would name their child like that? Doesn't it sound like the Black and White Impermanence (the god of death)?
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