Chapter 883: A Profitable Investment
"Even if the production and dyeing processes are the same for fabrics from different periods, the finished products may not be consistent. To be cautious, buy a few extra feet to allow for more errors."
Although the cloth was bought and the clothes were tailored to suit the job, they were tailored to her body shape after all.
After she finishes work, no one else can wear this dress, so she will probably have to take it back and wear it.
Lu Miao thought about it and decided to just treat it as a customized private server.
She paid out of her own pocket, so she can be more tolerant and spend more money if she needs to.
If you are lucky and have enough leftover fabric, you can even make a parent-child set for your daughter.
If you are unlucky and have it cut into small pieces, you can send it to the factory yard and use most of it.
In fact, it won’t be too bad anyway.
When he said this, Lu Miao had already stood up to clean the table.
Seeing this, Yu Hong had no choice but to nod:
"Well, alright then!"
"Well, that's all for today, let's go home."
"yes……"
She packed her things and went downstairs, just in time to see her child's father coming to pick her up on his bike again.
The two chatted in low voices on the way, and Fu Jingyou talked about the situation at the machinery factory.
The factory gathered together the scraps and produced more than 6,000 lighters on the assembly line in two days.
"So many? Then maybe we can consider going to the department store to talk to someone?"
"We have to wait. What's coming off the assembly line are all parts. It will take some time to assemble them."
After all, it is not a factory specializing in the production of lighters, and it does not have an integrated production line.
Some parts still need to be completed by hand.
Lu Miao said "Oh", nodded thoughtfully, held his waist by the vest, and leaned forward and said:
"Then the cost will be high, right?"
“Hmph.”
Fu Jingyou looked mysterious, chuckled softly and said nothing.
Lu Miao twisted her body on the back seat of the bicycle, pulling him and shaking him coquettishly:
"Hey, I'm talking to you!"
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
He refused to say more outside and insisted on talking at home.
Lu Miao had no choice but to obey him.
When I got home, I saw Tang Mei killing fish.
The couple put down their things and took over Tang Mei's work. One squatted by the well to kill fish, and the other pumped water from the well.
Fu Jingyou turned the kitchen knife over and deftly used the back of the knife to knock off the fish scales. Only then did he slowly settle the score with Lu Miao:
"This batch of lighters are made from waste materials from the factory. If the leftover materials from the past had not been processed, we could have produced a lot more."
Speaking of this, Fu Jingyou felt both distressed and regretful, and couldn't stop sighing.
It's a waste, isn't it?
If we had known that this processing method could be used earlier, the factory would have become rich long ago.
How could it be so difficult to make ends meet like it is now?
Let’s not talk about what has already happened, let’s focus on the present.
Fu Jingyou shook his head, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he glanced at his wife and continued:
"I'm planning to charge 80 cents each. I'll talk to them about it and see how it goes. If it doesn't work out, 70 cents will be fine."
"At least there's some profit to be made... Based on 80 cents, do you know how much you can sell 6,000 lighters for?"
Lu Miao's mind raced, and he immediately said:
"Four thousand eight!"
After Lu Miao finished speaking, he felt shocked.
At first, she thought that selling lighters would probably cash in faster, but she didn't think about it carefully or calculate whether the profit of this thing was so huge?
Fu Jingyou nodded with a smile:
"The workshop is ready, and there's no cost for scraps. In the past, they were just gathered together and thrown away, or they were taken away by recycling stations for a few cents per kilogram... Now, the only visible costs are labor and liquefied gas."
Labor is paid on a monthly basis.
Liquefied gas from the gas station costs eight cents per pound.
Fu Jingyou worked in the factory doing bill calculations.
Six thousand lighters consume approximately 48 kilograms of liquefied gas, costing three dollars and eighty cents.
With such high profits, this cost is not even a drop in the bucket.
He had previously made a statement that he would change the current situation in the factory within three months.
At that time, he planned to make a few more trips to Guangzhou if it really didn't work out.
Cash in as much as you can, struggle through the current difficulties, and things will be much better later.
To be honest, the burden on my shoulders and in my heart is quite heavy.
It had only been a month since he got the lighter, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Now we just have to wait for these lighters to be sold.
We probably won't even have to wait until the third month for the factory to turn things around and start to improve...
It is no exaggeration to say that this is a highly profitable business.
If his hands weren't covered in blood, Fu Jingyou would have wanted to stand up and throw his wife into the sky.
His wife has always been his lucky star.
This is even more fully proven.
He squatted by the well and looked up.
As soon as Lu Miao saw his eyes that were as bright as stars, he knew what he was thinking.
She smiled and said:
"I hope everything goes smoothly afterwards! Get over this hurdle quickly. You're always away from home. If you stay away for any longer, your eldest and second children won't even recognize you as their dad."
Fu Jingyou glared:
"Nonsense."
“Haha~”
Lu Miao was amused and laughed.
While joking and chatting, Lu Miao's eyes fell on the big black carp under Fu Jingyou's knife. He called out to Tang Mei:
"Aunt, why did you suddenly think of buying fish today? This fish doesn't seem fresh anymore."
The fish's eyes were sunken.
The pulled-out cheeks were all white, and it was obvious that the person had been dead for a long time.
Thinking that Tang Mei was buying dead fish at a discount price, Lu Miao instructed:
"Don't buy dead fish in the future. Eat fresh fish."
Tang Mei came out of the kitchen, holding a small wooden basin for washing vegetables between her elbows and hips. She stood in the vegetable patch picking beans and said,
"How could I buy such a big fish in this hot weather? Xie Fei sent it to me."
"Xie Fei?"
Lu Miao was puzzled, and quickly remembered that he had taken the fishing rod from home before:
"He fished it?"
Lu Miao was quite surprised.
But it was this one sentence that made Tang Mei laugh out loud.
Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou looked at each other, not understanding why she was laughing.
Tang Mei calmed down after a while and then said:
"This kid... said he was taking a break today and went fishing with his fishing rod. But he didn't catch any fish and his rod is gone. He gave me this fish as an apology."
It actually means paying for the fishing rod.
Although she felt helpless, Tang Mei couldn't help but laugh as she spoke:
"His mother taught him to have everything handed to him, and he couldn't even pick out the fish he bought. Now..."
Tang Mei pointed to the well and said with a smile:
"That's it."
“…”
Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, and soon he burst out laughing.
"He's so funny. I told him he couldn't do it, but he insisted on trying. Now look what happened. I'm afraid he'll never touch a fishing rod again. Hahahaha."
Lu Miao almost laughed to tears. After a long while she calmed down, she went into the house and got out a small hoe.
After digging a small hole under the gardenia tree, she turned her head and looked back.
Fu Jingyou understood and handed the fish gills and intestines to her and threw them into the pit.
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