Chapter 511: Uncle, what do you mean by smiling like that?
Lu Beiye patted his arms, and he felt goosebumps all over his body. "How can your wife tolerate you when you are so disgusting?"
Qiao Yue was surprised and asked, "I am disgusting?"
"Brother, you are really being polite. My wife likes this style of mine."
"So what on earth are you trying to say?" Lu Beiye felt that his patience was running out, and if he listened to Qiao Yue's words any more, he would take action.
"Hehe..." Qiao Yue rubbed his hands, walked up to Lu Beiye and said flatteringly: "I want to ask sister-in-law to make a dress for my wife. Her birthday is coming soon."
Making clothes is a normal thing, but Qiao Yue was hesitant to say it. Lu Beiye felt that there was a problem and did not rush to agree. Then he heard Qiao Yue say, "But I have no money."
"You have no money, what can you say?"
Would his wife work for free?
Lu Beiye turned around and left, Qiao Yue quickly pulled him back, "Don't leave so quickly! Listen to me, I want to borrow money from you."
"Did I hear you right?"
Lu Beiye scratched his ear and asked, "You asked me to borrow money so that my wife can make clothes for you?"
Qiao Yue gritted his teeth and whispered: "This way..."
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Wenjiu arrived at the store and took care of what needed to be done. Then he called Lu Nanfeng and Chen Can to the backyard to discuss the news with them. The matter of making sanitary napkins had to be put on the agenda.
Chen Can and Lu Nanfeng were well prepared, and before Wen Jiu asked, they confidently handed the prepared things to her to see.
But warming the wine is helpless.
Because she couldn't understand what they wrote.
She said in embarrassment: "Second Brother A-chan, why don't you just tell me about it?"
"I don't quite understand what you wrote!"
Chen Can's smile froze on his face. He poked Lu Nanfeng's waist while muttering to himself, motioning Lu Nanfeng to warm the wine, and said, "How can you not understand? I think I wrote it very well, especially neatly and easily understood!"
Lu Nanfeng covered his mouth and coughed twice, his face full of embarrassment. He took the paper that the wine warmer had brought back, organized his words and began to introduce it to her.
"First, let's talk about factories. The largest factory we found is over 700 square meters in the north of the city. It used to make soap. It is said that the boss ran off with his sister-in-law, and his wife immigrated abroad and gave the factory to his brothers. The brothers did not share the profits equally and did not continue to run the factory. I went inside to take a look. It was a bit shabby. I couldn't find out the selling price. The only remaining factories are over 400 square meters in the south of the city. They are both a bit small and the prices are..."
Wenjiu listened and took notes at the same time. In the early 1980s, the salary in state-owned factories was only 40 or 50 years old, which was considered a medium level. Some wages might even be less than 40 years old. Buying a nice house would cost about 700 or 800 yuan. It was not easy to run a factory.
The 700-square-meter house was a bit too small, but considering the money she currently had, she should still go and take a look.
She wrote it down and then asked, "Is there anyone selling land?"
Lu Nanfeng scratched his head, "Now all the land is under the control of the government. I found out that a piece of land was just allocated in the south of the city to a patriotic businessman named Cheng who just returned to China to build a factory. Two pieces of land were also allocated in the north of the city. I don't have any news about the others."
Wen Jiu nodded to show his understanding, "Okay, go on with the rest."
Those days were not as open as they are today. If you asked too many questions about anything related to the government, you could easily be identified as an enemy spy and thrown into jail.
"As for cotton, it's mainly produced in Province X and Province S. There's less cotton grown here, so textile mills purchase cotton from there at a price of 8 cents to 10 cents. It's basically impossible for us to purchase cotton locally. I think we can cooperate with textile mills to purchase it. The most suitable one is Blue Sky Textile. They have a large demand for cotton and the purchase price is low, 8 cents. It's easier to cooperate with them, and my sister-in-law and I happen to be in the clothing business, so it should be easier to talk about cooperation with them." Lu Nanfeng didn't pay attention when he said this, and he blurted out everything he was thinking. He felt a little nervous after he finished speaking.
But Wenjiu's eyes lit up after hearing this, "That's a good idea! I'll go talk to them about this when I'm free."
Blue Sky Textile Factory is owned by Xie Tianzong, and it is also a factory that Wen Jiu often visits, so it is not difficult to cooperate with them.
"Brother, please continue."
"The other thing is what you asked me to find out, the factory that makes machines and the expert. The factory that makes machines is called Xufeng Machinery Company. It was just established three years ago. The boss is quite mysterious. No one in the company has ever seen him. The person who is in charge of the company on a daily basis is named Xie. He is also the best mechanical designer and he also returned from abroad."
Wen Jiu nodded, "Okay, second brother, you can go and do your work first while I think about it."
"Okay!"
After Lu Nanfeng and Chen Can left, Wenjiu began to draw on the paper.
The first thing to make sanitary napkins is the venue, then the materials and machinery. The first material needed is cotton, which is simple. Then comes the material for packaging. She hasn't found the right material yet, so Wenjiu marked this line with a question mark.
There are two kinds of machines needed. One is a cotton processing machine that processes cotton into absorbent cotton sheets. This is simple and can be done by modifying the machinery in a textile factory. The other is a method used to disinfect sanitary napkins. There are records in history from the 1970s to the early 1980s of using ultraviolet light to treat sewage. She had accidentally seen a report about this, but she didn't know if it existed in this era. Wenjiu also put a question mark behind this.
The rest are not big problems and can be easily solved.
After thinking it over, Wen Jiu decided that he should go talk to Xie Tianzong as soon as possible. He must know more information than he did, and he might need his help. So he finished the things at hand and called him.
The phone rang for a long time before I picked it up. Xie Tianzong's lazy voice came from inside.
"Hello--"
"Who?"
"Uncle, are you at home? I'll bring you the clothes I made for you."
After Wen Jiu finished speaking, she heard two low laughs on the phone, which made her feel like her purpose was seen through. She said coquettishly, "Uncle, what do you mean by laughing like that?"
"Haha...what do you mean by me?" This time Xie Tianzong laughed even louder, and his eardrums became hot from laughing.
"I don't care what you mean!"
"Just tell me whether you are at home or not!" Wen Jiu was arrogant because of his favor and spoke in a domineering tone.
Xie Tianzong was helpless, "Yes, come on."
"Okay!"
Wenjiu hung up the phone excitedly, and rushed straight to his house after walking out of the phone booth. After meeting Old Mrs. Chu, he gave her the gift and talked to her before going to the backyard to find Xie Tianzong. At this time, Xie Tianzong was standing in the corridor, holding fish food and slowly throwing it into the lake.
His every move was lazy yet reserved, with a wanton wildness in his eyes and brows, which made the warm wine eyes glued to him.
It is everyone's responsibility to appreciate beauty.
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