Then she saw her little dumpling appear at the entrance of the space, looking at her with a smug expression.
Beside Doubao's feet were the bolts of fabric and the materials she needed to make a scarf that she had previously put in the burlap sack.
Yun Duoduo immediately understood. She reached out and picked up Doubao, patted its little head, and asked, "Did you switch those things just now?"
Doubao shook his head smugly, "Otherwise, who else do you think has such ability?"
With that, Yun Duoduo felt relieved; she was really afraid that something supernatural might happen.
However, she was still very curious and asked Doubao, "Can you come out of the space?"
She hadn't asked clearly beforehand, assuming that Doubao could only stay in her space.
Doubao raised an eyebrow with disdain and snorted, "Do I need to come out of my spatial dimension to handle such a trivial matter?"
As Doubao spoke, it stretched out its two paws and dragged the sack next to Yun Duoduo's feet into its space, then changed all the contents inside.
Thinking about it, Yun Duoduo felt something was wrong. She frowned, "But why didn't I see you doing these things?"
Since the sack had been within Yun Duoduo's line of sight the whole time, it's understandable that others couldn't see it, since others can't see her space either. But why couldn't even she see it?
Doubao gave her a mysterious smile, "How could you possibly see it if I didn't want you to?"
Yun Duoduo suddenly realized that Doubao might really be omnipotent, and its functions might be the same as those systems in novels.
However, her family's bean buns are more practical than that system.
But what's even better about Doubao is that she can see it, touch it, and hug, kiss, and lift it up high.
After that, what else was she afraid of?
She held Doubao high in her arms and exclaimed with a smile, "Doubao, you're amazing! From now on, if I want to get something from the space, you can just hand it to me. I won't need to go into the space anymore."
Doubao used to love playing like this, and she still does now.
However, Doubao was a very aloof dog. Even though he was happy, he didn't easily show it. He glanced at Yun Duoduo indifferently and deliberately said, "Hmm, that's possible, but it depends on how you treat me..."
When Doubao said the last sentence, he deliberately dragged out the sound and glanced at his flat belly.
Yun Duoduo instantly understood that the little one was craving something.
This little thing has always been greedy, it just couldn't talk about it before.
Actually, when it comes to food, the warehouse is definitely not lacking. There are all kinds of dog food in the warehouse. Doubao prepares all these things himself. How could it not prepare its own food?
However, Doubao prefers to eat hot food. When it was with Yunduoduo, it would eat whatever Yunduoduo ate.
How could she possibly be mean to something so useful like a steamed bun?
She reached out and patted Doubao's head, smiling as she said, "I know, I know my Doubao loves chicken legs, stewed meat, braised pork hock, noodles, and dumplings. I'll make them for you tonight, okay?"
When Doubao heard about the food, its eyes lit up. It hadn't eaten these things in a long time, eating cold dog food in the space every day.
But it still pretended to be uninterested, and hummed, "Fine, I don't eat spicy food, make it light."
After saying that, Doubao ran away and wouldn't come out no matter how Yun Duoduo called it. Yun Duoduo couldn't find it anywhere.
"Never mind," Yun Duoduo thought, remembering that she still had business to do with Honglan. She took the few bolts of cloth she had prepared beforehand, along with the chicken legs, two pounds of ribs, and a large pork knuckle that Doubao had mentioned earlier, and then went out.
Perfect timing, I'll treat my family to a nice meal tonight.
Besides, it's not surprising to find these things since I went to the market today; it makes sense.
When Yun Duoduo carried these things into the yard, Honglan wasn't there. She called out to the house, "Honglan."
Soon, Honglan ran out of the house, and Yun Duoduo handed her the fabric to look at, "The things have arrived, take a look at these fabrics and see what you think."
Although Yan Honglan was curious about where these things came from, she didn't dare to ask too many questions after her previous experience, and instead carefully examined the materials.
The fabric that Yun Duoduo makes is soft, with the softness of cotton, but also has some thickness. It feels very comfortable against the skin, making it great for scarves.
In particular, the fabrics that Yun Duoduo produced were all different colors, and just looking at these fabrics was enough to catch one's eye.
Looking at the fabrics, Yan Honglan said excitedly, "Sister-in-law, this fabric is so beautiful! Not only is it thick, but it also comes in many colors. Even the fabrics from the supply and marketing cooperative don't have this many colors."
That's right, the supply and marketing cooperative does sell plaid scarves, but only in two colors.
One type is black and white checkered, and the other is red and green checkered.
To put it simply, the square scarves sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives were just a square piece of cloth, very simple in appearance, yet they sold for three yuan a piece, which was enough to attract many girls who loved beauty.
But their fabric is good, and there are many colors. Yun Duoduo even said that adding some tassels on the sides would make it look even better.
Yan Honglan felt that if they made these into scarves and sold them, they would definitely sell better than the supply and marketing cooperative.
However, she was also worried that with just her and Yun Duoduo, there wouldn't be enough manpower.
She made a rough estimate and said to Yun Duoduo, "Sister-in-law, I can make at least twenty scarves like this a day. If you don't want the tassels, I should be able to make thirty or more."
At this rate, and at a price slightly lower than that of the supply and marketing cooperative, the tassel scarves could sell for at least three yuan each. If twenty scarves are made a day, that would bring in at least sixty yuan.
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