Chapter 557: Having your own ideas is important, but the strength of the country is more important
There were shouts everywhere.
"Selling wheat rice! Delicious wheat rice!"
"Selling buns! Scented buns!"
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The street was as busy as a market, with everything you could want to buy. Almost no one left empty-handed, and almost everyone bought a few things.
All the clothes and wine were discounted, but there was still a profit of one or two yuan. However, everyone who came to shop felt that they had picked up a great bargain, and everyone had a smile on their face.
Before noon, all the out-of-season clothes on the shelves were sold out, leaving only a few summer clothes.
Zhao Helan went into the house and poured a glass of water. He brought it out and happily jumped to the side of the warm wine. "Sister-in-law, you are so amazing. You have sold out everything. What's wrong with your brain? How can you come up with such a good idea?"
Wenjiu smiled but said nothing. It was not because she was smart, but because she had seen those methods in modern times. If she had not seen them, she would definitely be the same as them.
Having your own ideas is important, but what is more important is the strength of the country.
When the country is strong——
What you see and hear will be different, and your thoughts will naturally be different as well.
Zhou Lian saw off the last customer, put the money in the drawer, walked over to Wen Jiu, wiped the sweat off his head and said, "The clothes are basically sold out, are you closing the stall?"
Wen Jiu looked at it and said, "Let's collect it! There's basically no one here now anyway. Uncle He and Aunt Zhao have cooked some mung bean soup. You can serve it out later to quench everyone's thirst."
Although it is only the beginning of May, the sun is still very strong at noon.
After putting the stall away, Wenjiu started to calculate today's accounts. Excluding the costs, the profit of out-of-season clothes was about one yuan per piece, and the profit of current season clothes was slightly higher, basically reaching three yuan per piece. In total, he made 1,152 yuan.
After drinking the mung bean soup and warm wine, each of them was given a bonus of five yuan and allowed to go home to rest and go to work as usual tomorrow.
He Rongrong poured a cup of boiling water, added a little honey to it and handed it to the wine. "Drink some water, Jiu. I can hear that your voice is so hoarse."
Wen Jiu took a sip and said, "I didn't feel anything until you said it. But now that you said it, I feel a little pain."
"Are you tired?"
"Let me give you a massage."
As He Rongrong spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, walked behind Wenjiu and massaged her shoulders, making Wenjiu hum with comfort.
"Rongrong, you are so nice. If you were a man, I would marry you."
He Rongrong smiled and joked, "Even if you dare to marry me, I don't dare to marry you! I'm afraid your Captain Lu will come after me."
"By the way, I heard from Brother Huaishan that your Captain Lu seems to be getting promoted. Is this true? Are you going to prepare to celebrate for him?"
Wenjiu blinked in confusion, "I don't know!"
"He didn't tell me."
He Rongrong was a little embarrassed, "Then why don't you go home and ask him?"
"Also, I recently drew some pictures. Can you take a look at them for me some time? I always feel that some of the designs are not right."
"Do you still need to find time?"
"It's enough now. Go get it and I'll help you see what's going on." Wen Jiu patted He Rongrong's hand and asked her to get it. Soon He Rongrong came back with a thick stack of paper and pen.
Wenjiu was surprised, "So much?"
He Rongrong said embarrassedly: "I practiced whenever I had time! I ended up saving so much without realizing it."
“That’s amazing!”
Wen Jiu raised his thumb and began to look at He Rongrong's drawings one by one. "This one you designed is pretty good, but it's a little too complicated. Can you remove the lace at the bottom of the skirt..."
The two of them discussed for three hours before they finished reading all the design drafts.
Although He Rongrong lacks systematic learning and experience, she is very talented and the clothes she designs are very good.
"My baby, you are really amazing. Please modify the drawings and we will make this batch of new models according to your design." Wenjiu announced happily.
But He Rongrong was a little scared, "Ah? Can I really use mine? What if the customer doesn't pay?"
"I think I'd better not do it! Let me practice more..."
Wen Jiu saw that she was indeed panicking, and was afraid that she would feel stressed. After thinking for a while, he said, "If you are worried, then let's do this. Pick out five or six pairs and make them together with mine to see how they respond. If they are good, we will continue to make more. If they are not good, we will take the customers' opinions and make improvements."
"I think this is okay." He Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Wenjiu's words. If all the new models were made according to her designs, she felt that she might be so worried that she couldn't sleep.
After finishing all the things, Wen Jiu dragged her tired body back home to lie down, but when she heard footsteps outside the door, she immediately jumped up from the sofa and sat down as if she was facing a powerful enemy.
Lu Beiye changed his shoes and went into the house. Seeing that she acted as if she was going to negotiate, he knew that she would definitely find fault soon.
The next second, Wen Jiu spoke.
"Lu Beiye, I'll give you three minutes to think about what you have hidden from me."
What did you hide from her?
What was he hiding from her?
Lu Beiye rubbed his brows helplessly and sat down next to Wen Jiu. "No, how could I hide anything from you?"
Wen Jiu looked at him sharply, "No? You still dare to tell me no?"
"I know everything."
"So, tell me, what am I hiding from you?"
"You're going to be promoted!" Wen, who was drunk, slapped Lu Beiye's thigh. "How could you not tell me such a big thing? I heard it from Rongrong's mouth. Do you know how embarrassed I was at that time?"
"I'm your wife!"
"Do you treat me as your wife? You didn't even tell me about your promotion!"
Lu Beiye said with a smile: "How can I tell you if there is no confirmed news yet? Xia Huaishan is such a big mouth, but he can't hide two ounces of sesame oil in his dog's stomach."
"But it's also my fault for not thinking it through. It's a bit embarrassing for you to hear it from someone else. I'm sorry, don't be angry. I promise to tell you in time next time."
"Doesn't it hurt your hands from slapping so hard?" As he spoke, he pulled the hand that was warming the wine over, put it to his lips and kissed it twice, then gently rubbed her hands.
Wen Jiu glared at him unhappily, "I just went to the toilet and didn't wash my hands."
Lu Beiye said: "It's okay."
"I don't mind you."
As he spoke, he took the water cup from the table and put it to his face to test the temperature, then passed it to her mouth to feed her the warm wine. "How much did you say today? Why is your throat like this?"
Wen Jiu said sullenly, "It's quite a lot, but I made a lot of money today."
She became happy again when she mentioned money, her eyes sparkling.
Seeing her money-obsessed look, Lu Beiye couldn't help but want to laugh, "No matter how much you earn, you still have to take care of your body! Do you want to speak in a duck voice from now on?"
Wen Jiu said with a half-smile: "I don't mind having a duck voice, but I don't know if you can accept it."
What else did Lu Beiye not understand when he saw her meaningful look? This little bastard's thoughts started to become corrupted again.
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