Xiaobai is almost one month old. Wen Guoer feeds him so much that he looks like a meat ball, round and plump.
Now, wherever Wen Guoer goes, it follows her, jumping around under her feet, and it cried out in pain several times after being stepped on by Wen Guoer.
Wen Guoer trained him to bark like a dog in her space when she had nothing else to do. He needed to adapt to human life, right?! Luckily, Xiaobai was quite clever and learned the lesson in just a few days. He stopped barking, but he also stopped barking randomly.
Are you kidding me, little wolf? I am a wolf, okay? That dog's barking is so ugly!
The medicinal herbs in the space grow very fast and can be picked in just a few days.
Wen Guoer made the ointment for Tang's mother and also made a lot of them in the storage space.
Nowadays, many people have problems with their backs and legs, and they rely entirely on physical strength to work. Over time, they are bound to develop chronic diseases. It is best to prepare some plasters, as they may come in handy.
"Guo'er, this plaster feels warm and comfortable. It doesn't hurt at all." Mother Tang applied the plaster and held her waist, feeling very happy.
Of course it works! This ointment recipe comes from an ancient medical book, and her eldest brother spared no expense to obtain it for her.
In her previous life, she was obsessed with traditional Chinese medicine. When she was a teenager, she was fortunate to have a great master of traditional Chinese medicine as her teacher. In addition, her family loved her and searched for ancient Chinese medical books from all over the place. She was able to read many ancient medical books and receive guidance from famous teachers. By the age of thirteen or fourteen, she could cure all kinds of diseases and feel spring at her fingertips.
"Mom, this plaster is easy to store. I made some extra. You can apply it wherever it hurts."
"Okay, Guo'er, did the fourth brother tell you when he would let you join the army?" asked Tang's mother.
This young wife is thoughtful, but she is really reluctant to leave as she is about to join the army.
"They said they're waiting for approval from above, which should be soon," she answered uncertainly.
"From now on, you and Old Four will live your own lives. If you encounter any difficulties, don't handle them by yourself. Remember to tell Mom.
Don't let the fourth child send money home anymore. Dad and Mom can still work, and you can give it to Mom when she can no longer."
"Mom~" Wen Guoer couldn't help but hug her and rubbed against her arms, feeling so warm...
Soon, they had collected more than fifty pieces of clothing, and Wen Guoer and Zhang Xiaocui came to the supply and marketing cooperative again.
"I finally got you here. Let me tell you, the dress you wore last time was really beautiful. Many people liked it and even came to me secretly to ask about it." Dong Miao enthusiastically took her arm and led her to a deserted corner.
"I'm telling you, I've already made an agreement with the textile factory. From now on, they'll keep all their defective fabrics for me. I'll have quite a bit every month! With clothes like the ones I made last time, I reckon I can make about a hundred."
After saying that, he looked at Wen Guoer embarrassedly and said:
“Look at the price…”
Wen Guoer knew that she thought the price was a bit high.
In this era, clothes are expensive because of the fabric, mainly because fabric is difficult to get. Since Dong Miao has solved the most difficult fabric problem and has sales channels, he will ask anyone to make the clothes. The reason he is waiting to cooperate with Wen Guoer is simply because he likes the style of her clothes.
"Sister Dong, what do you think is appropriate?" Wen Guoer wanted to hear her thoughts first.
"Here's what I'm thinking: I'll provide the fabric at a rate of ten feet per set of clothing. You just have to make it, and I'll pay one dollar for each set of clothing. Is that okay with you?"
Dong Miao was indeed attracted by the styles of the clothes that Wen Guoer brought, but apart from that, her workmanship was also worthy of praise. It was obvious that it was made by an experienced tailor.
"The processing fee is acceptable, but the design draft is a bit difficult."
Dong Miao looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she meant by the design draft. After all, these days, few people would talk about design, let alone design fees.
"When we make clothes, someone draws the pattern for us, and then we make it according to the pattern. If you only make one style of clothing, it will be more difficult to sell it. You can't always buy the same clothes, right? And if you want to buy again after buying something you've already bought, you'll definitely want a different style."
Wen Guoer tried her best to explain the matter in a way that the other party could understand. In this era, there was no private business, let alone marketing. After hearing this, Dong Miao understood.
"Oh, sister, you are so thoughtful. But how do you calculate this design?" She really doesn't understand.
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