Song Fuyu took the clothes and looked at them carefully.

As expected, she would choose to recommend herself. Her clothing-making skills are indeed much better than those of ordinary people, which is within her selection criteria.

"Sister-in-law, you misunderstood. I didn't ask you to make clothes for me. I just need to find a few family members with good craftsmanship to help me make some clothes."

“Does it take a lot of people to make clothes?”

"Fu Yu, you don't want to sell it on the black market, do you?"

"That won't do. Selling clothes is speculation. If you get caught, the men in the family will also be punished."

In this regard, Liu Aihua is particularly cautious.

Their family currently relies mainly on the head of the household to support the family. She can't help, but she can't hold him back either.

In just a short period of time, Mrs. Liu had imagined so many things in her mind, and Song Fuyu had no choice but to explain to her with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, you think too much. I don't do speculation."

"Our Yan Ziyuan's salary is more than enough to support the two of us. There is no need to take risks in the black market."

She had a lot of food and meat in her space, but she had only ventured to the black market once, and that was because she wanted to exchange a large number of tickets at one time.

After exchanging various tickets for enough to last for several years, I never went there again.

"And who are you?"

She briefly told Liu Aihua about her cooperation with the garment factory, and chose to conceal other things that were inconvenient for her to know.

"So that's how it is. I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"It's okay. I didn't explain it clearly just now."

"So do you think my cooking skills are okay?"

As long as the matter is legitimate, she still wants to fight for herself.

"Okay, but I have to find a few more."

"How much do you need in total?"

"We are currently planning to hire ten people, but only if they are really good at what they do. Those who are not doing well cannot be hired for the time being because we don't have the time to teach them."

Liu Aihua went through in her mind the list of people in the family compound who were good at making clothes.

"I can recommend a few to you, but not as many as ten."

"How about this? Bring them to my house tomorrow and have each of them do it for me. The qualified ones will stay, and I can't do anything about the unqualified ones. After all, they are working for the factory. If they don't do well, I can't take the responsibility."

"No problem, I'll tell them in advance. If it doesn't work, just tell me directly."

As soon as Song Fuyu left, Liu Aihua also left the house immediately.

She went to the homes of several families who were good at making clothes and told them about this matter, asking them not to make it public for fear of sudden accidents.

As for her sister-in-law who did a good job but was difficult to get along with, she deliberately avoided her.

From the brief time she spent with Song Fuyu, it seemed that she particularly disliked trouble.

Song Fuyu, who had returned home, was not idle at this time. She was writing a letter to Uncle Zhao.

If they need to carry out work, they must have sewing machines. Qin City Garment Factory has gained so much benefit from her, so they must find a way to get her ten sewing machines.

It's not that she couldn't buy it herself, but getting ten sewing plane tickets is much more difficult than going to a department store to buy ten sewing machines.

Garment factories can purchase directly through special approval channels, saving time and effort and offering preferential prices.

She is determined to get the wool from this sheep.

"Wife, you're not going to start working right after you just came here, are you?"

"Of course, there is no time to lose in making money."

"What about me?"

"What's wrong with you? It's not like I don't cook for you every day."

Alas... when he thought that his wife would spend most of her time at work in the future, he suddenly had the urge to not let her suffer and to hope that she would accept being supported by him.

However, he also knew his own weight.

The little money he earns every month may seem like a lot to other families, but to his wife, it's not even a drop in the bucket.

"Don't worry, I can't devote all my time to work. I will arrange two days of rest every week, so I will have time to accompany you."

"Then you must promise me that you will manage your working hours well and not overwork yourself."

"If you are tired from work, I will not let you continue to work no matter what you say."

It was not easy to save her from having to work so hard, but if she continued to work day and night, then it would be a bit wrong for him.

"Got it, domineering Captain Yan!"

Song Fuyu felt that he had forgotten how she worked in the village. She was the one who got full work points every day.

She is not afraid of doing farm work. Making a few pieces of clothes is a piece of cake for her.

And she was only making the first sample garment, and as for the subsequent matters, she left it to the person she hired to continue.

"Go wash your hands and eat now. If you keep talking, the food will get cold."

"Yes, sir!"

At eight o'clock the next morning, Liu Aihua and a few people shouted Song Fuyu's name at the door of Yan's house.

"Aihua, is she really easy to get along with? Why do I feel like Yan Tuan's wife has moved in for a few days, but I've never seen her open the door?"

In the past, whoever came over would get to know the neighbors, but Yan Tuan's family, except for having a meal at Commander Li's house, had almost no interaction with other families.

Some of them had only heard that she was tall and beautiful, but as to what she looked like, only Liu Aihua had seen it.

Song Fuyu didn't expect them to come so early, so she quickly took off the facial mask she had just applied on her face, went to the bathroom to wash her face, tied her hair into a ponytail again, and walked out of the house.

"Hello, it's cold outside. Come in first."

Before they could even introduce themselves, they were led into the house by Song Fuyu.

"Please sit down first."

She went to the kitchen and brought out a cup of hot water for each of them.

"Sister-in-law Yan, you are too polite."

"Fu Yu, these are the sisters-in-law I told you about who have good skills in making clothes."

Liu Aihua brought six people here today and introduced themselves to them one by one.

Some had more natural expressions, while others sat uncomfortably in their chairs, rubbing their hands constantly.

"Don't be nervous, I don't eat people."

Her joke made the nervous sisters-in-law couldn't help laughing.

The men of these people are basically Yan Tuan's subordinates. Even if they are not, their positions are lower than his.

Although Song Fuyu looks young, his expression is quite serious when he is not smiling.

"When Mrs. Liu asked you to come here, I must have told you what happened. I won't go into details now. Let's get straight to the point."

"Before that, please open your hands, sisters-in-law, so I can see them."

Among the seven people, only two had slightly better hand conditions. The other five had varying degrees of chapped hands, and two even had severe frostbite.

Song Fuyu looked at the situation and sighed helplessly.

She also understands that most people of this generation have to work.

Some people are reluctant to even buy facial oil, let alone take care of their hands.