"Xiu'er, what's wrong with you? Are you carsick? Why are your legs shaking?"
Xiu'er is the woman's name.
"Dachang, I've got a job for you, a big one, five hundred bamboo weaving products. Here's the deposit, here's the blueprint, and here's the address. You have to wait until she remits the balance before sending it." The woman took a long time to find her voice.
"You're not being deceived, are you?"
He could only earn one or two yuan at most when he went to the market.
Ten dollars is several months' living expenses for many families.
"I'm standing in front of you in one piece, how could I be cheated? Besides, the deposit is already in our hands. We will send the goods after we get the balance. We won't suffer any loss in any way." The woman patted Dachang's wooden head.
Dachang slapped his thigh and said, "I was wondering why there were magpies chirping in front of my house so early in the morning. It turns out that a great nobleman has come to bring me wealth. Don't worry, I will do my best and will never embarrass you."
Dachang thought that this business was brought back by Xiuer.
If he fails to do it well, it will bring shame to Xiu'er.
"She specifically told me to make it to the size she said, not like the ones she made for the villagers, which are too big."
The woman showed him the size.
"This isn't good, isn't Chunchun taking advantage of others?"
He used to make a bamboo strip for a winnowing basket, but now he can make several baskets customized by Su Qing.
"Do everything according to her requirements. If she's satisfied, she'll consider long-term cooperation with us. Dachang, seize the opportunity. I have a feeling that our good days are coming."
The woman had a hunch that if she could successfully cooperate with Su Qing, their Zhulingou, a place known for its poverty, would be able to undergo a complete transformation.
"Okay, then I'll make it for them as soon as possible."
Dachang clumsily carried the luggage and followed Xiu'er.
Su Qing, who was still on the train, had been writing and drawing since the woman got off the train. Many lifelike little animals appeared on her paper.
"Xiaoqing, your painting is too realistic."
Wen Li sighed as she looked at the mandarin duck fruit basket on the paper.
If it were her, she would not be willing to use such a beautiful basket to hold fruit.
"It looks good, but it takes too much time to weave."
But it doesn’t matter. Scarcity makes things valuable, and this kind of complex bamboo weaving product can be sold as a high-end product.
"Do you have any new ideas on how to make money from this?" Wen Li twisted her thumb back and forth between her middle and index fingers.
Su Qing nodded.
She planned to open a bamboo furniture factory, reprocess the bamboo products she purchased, and then sell them to foreigners at a high price.
"Take me one."
Making money is addictive.
When you make money, every minute and every second is fulfilling.
So Wenli has persisted in the black market business for more than ten years.
"Okay, those who have money will contribute money, and those who don't will contribute labor. The former will get shares, and the latter will get wages. No one will be delayed." Su Qing whispered.
As soon as the spring breeze of reform and opening up blew, Su Qing immediately started working on the bamboo furniture factory.
She and Tang Meilan's clothing factory also needs to be put on the agenda, and Tang Meilan will have to be in charge personally at that time.
She promised Cheng Fangyi that she would also start buying land and laying the foundation for the department store.
In short, there is endless work to do, and she simply cannot complete it all by herself.
"Xiaoqing, how can you be so kind? I think the best thing I've done in my life is marrying into the Su family and meeting you and mother. To be honest, if it weren't for you and mother, your brother and I wouldn't have such a happy and smooth life."
Su Che is fine.
But there will always be times when the two of them have some bumps in the road.
The warm and beautiful atmosphere of the Su family was a major factor that made Wen Li choose to reconcile with Su Che. The second was Su Qing's way of getting along with her husband, which allowed her and Su Che to reach more consensus imperceptibly.
"My sister-in-law is also great. The mother of the top scholar, isn't she great?"
"Go away, teasing me again."
The aunt and sister-in-law laughed and played for a while.
Seeing two new faces sitting opposite him, he closed his eyes and dozed off.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep.
"Wife, sister-in-law, we are here."
After an unknown amount of time, Su Qing was woken up by someone slapping him.
I opened my eyes in a daze and was frightened by the huge crowds of people outside the window.
"Comrade, please help me pass my luggage."
Wen Li, who was sitting by the window, suddenly had a luggage bag in her arms.
Wen Li was stunned.
Then she saw the man leaning sideways and trying to climb in through the window, his head already in front of Wen Li.
Cheng Fangyi pulled Wen Li to the aisle and threw the luggage bag in her arms onto the seat.
"Brother, be careful, there are differences between men and women."
The man stuck on the window chuckled and said, "What's so special about it? It's called complementarity. You don't understand shit."
"Hey, you--" Su Qing was about to argue with someone when Cheng Fangyi stopped him and asked him to get off the car.
"This station connects to most cities and towns in the north, so there are a lot of people, all kinds of people. We need to be extra careful."
When Cheng Fangyi thought of the smell coming from the man's luggage bag, he felt uneasy.
"Wife, you and sister-in-law lead the way, and I will follow behind you two."
There are too many people.
Su Qing and Wen Li were completely squeezed out.
There were tall people in front of them, blocking their vision.
So now, the two of them had no idea where they were going.
Cheng Fangyi also had to put in a lot of effort to just follow the two of them.
"Oh my god, I'm going to vomit."
Wen Li leaned against a tree outside the train station and started vomiting acid.
She didn't even notice when someone with bags hanging all over their bodies walked in front of her. The crowd pushed her stomach up and the acid was pushed up to her throat.
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