Even Jiang's father paused when he heard Jiang Lingling's words and looked at Jiang Lingling helplessly.
They only have this one daughter. Jiang Lingling has always been allowed to do whatever she wants. They didn't expect her to have such a personality. However, she is kind and cheerful, so Jiang's father and mother don't restrict Jiang Lingling.
"Oh, what's there to be embarrassed about? Didn't you always tell me that you wanted to find someone who was handsome, reliable, gentle and kind to me? You even told me that it was like your father..." When Jiang Lingling said this, her mother put a piece of meat in her mouth and stopped her from continuing.
Then he looked embarrassed and said, “Hahaha, what are you looking at that silly girl talking about? She just talks nonsense all day long. Eat quickly and ignore her.”
Hearing what Jiang Lingling said, although Jiang's mother often said this at home, Jiang's father felt a little embarrassed when he said this in front of the two children...
Nanqiao and Wei Li naturally did not laugh at the jokes of their elders. They continued to eat as Jiang's mother said. Jiang Lingling ate the meat in her mouth and realized that her words were somewhat irrelevant. She smiled and lowered her head to continue eating.
After the meal, Nanqiao and Weili chatted with the Jiang family on the sofa for a while. Nanqiao was about to leave, but Weili was kept by the Jiang family. After all, if Weili went back to the dormitory, she would be fed up with Zhou Nier. So Jiang Lingling asked Weili to stay at her house for one night so that they could go back to school together tomorrow.
After Nanqiao came out of Jiang's house, he did not go home, but went to Fusheng. His classes were quite full during this period, so he had no time to go to Fusheng to check on the business situation.
Riding a bike to the entrance of Fusheng, even Nanqiao was surprised by the huge crowds of people.
Avoiding the people queuing at the door, Nanqiao entered the courtyard alone. From the meeting table to the private room at the back, they were all full without exception. Nanqiao had no choice but to go to the office at the back.
Lingling saw Nanqiao coming over, handed the work in her hands to another waiter, and followed Nanqiao to the office in the back.
"Is business so good recently?" Nanqiao poured a cup of tea for Lingling and poured himself another cup and asked.
"The skin care business is fine, pretty much the same as usual. The tea and pastry business is better, especially the take-out window at the door. The kitchen sometimes can't supply them." Lingling said as she took a recent account book from the cabinet on the side and spread it out in front of Nanqiao.
Nanqiao casually flipped through the pages and found that although the unit price of take-out at the door is lower than that of open tables and private rooms, the main focus is on volume, and the total operating income is more than double the sum of the income of open tables and private rooms.
"I didn't expect that takeout would become the main product..." Nanqiao said, and then he thought of something else and continued, "During this period of time, I will find a factory to customize some gift boxes, and then I will directly package them, which will be more suitable for gifts."
Nanqiao saw that many orders were for large quantities. It is very likely that they are not for their own consumption. They are now wrapped in oil paper. It is okay to eat by yourself, but it is not very nice to give as gifts.
Nanqiao thought that there were still a lot of fabrics in his space that were kept at the bottom of the box. They were all patterns like auspicious clouds. They looked tacky when made into clothes, but if they were cut into squares, they would look very good.
Put the cakes in a paper box and wrap them with this kind of cloth. It is convenient to take and looks good. It is suitable
There is no rush to cut the fabric, but we need to find a factory to make the boxes, and we also need to find the sizes...
"Lingdang, you go ahead and do your work. I'll figure this out myself." Nanqiao thought, and without waiting for Lingdang to say anything, he took a piece of paper and a pen from the table next to him and started writing and drawing.
Seeing Nanqiao getting busy, Lingdang answered and left the office, running to the front yard...
About an hour later, two sizes of boxes appeared on the paper in front of Nanqiao. One was 3*3 and could hold 9 kinds of cakes, and the other was 4*4 and could hold 16. As for bigger or smaller ones, Nanqiao felt that it was really unnecessary. After all, according to Chinese tradition, 4 is unlucky, and 2 is not worth the packaging. As for more... it's not that I can't eat them, and I can't give them as gifts, so I'm not doing wholesale.
While drawing, Nanqiao also thought about making a metal box. After all, the steel plant was near her home, and communication was convenient, but the cost was a bit high. In addition, the initial quantity would not be large, and the mold making cost would be even higher. It would be better to wait for the country's industrial technology to develop before upgrading.
Having made up his mind, Nanqiao was contentedly holding the blueprint and preparing to go home. Passing by the front yard, Nanqiao said to Lingdang, "Lingdang, I remember your home is in a village near Shanghai, right?"
"Yes, Sister Qiao, what's the matter?"
"How many families in your village have sewing machines?" Nanqiao asked. The factory would not take on her kind of cloth-cutting job. This job did not require much technical skills. All she had to do was cut the cloth according to the specified size and lock the edges.
"Not many, maybe three or four." Lingdang's village was not a wealthy one, so it was good enough to have three or four families with sewing machines.
"Then find some time to go home these days and ask me a question."
"What's the matter, please tell me"
"It's just a matter of cutting the cloth. I'll provide the cloth. Just cut and edge it according to the size I want. It's not difficult. It's 30 cents for one piece of cloth." It's not difficult, so Nanqiao's offer is not high. But for the villagers, it's also a considerable income if they sell in large quantities. As for whether the villagers will embezzle Nanqiao's cloth, Nanqiao is not worried about this. They are all square cloths, and she will stipulate how many pieces can be cut from one piece of cloth. As for the scraps of cloth that can't be used, she doesn't mind the villagers keeping them themselves. After all, Nanqiao has no use for them if they bring them back, and she has to take the trouble to deal with them. If she sells them, she won't make much money, so it's not worth her effort.
"Don't worry, Sister Qiao. The families in the village who own sewing machines are of good character and are all poor. They will definitely agree," Lingling assured.
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