Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 99

I don't know if old man Ding thinks that his thoughts are okay, or if he thinks that Mrs. Li should be beaten, and said directly: "You are the one who has no face."

Mrs. Li felt a little uncomfortable: Are you polite?

Today's old man Ding doesn't think there is anything that can be difficult for money. Linglong Pavilion is the largest clothing store in Fucheng. It doesn't say that it has the most suitable raw materials, but money is the least lacking. It is definitely right to go there.

Mrs. Zhang didn't show any malice towards the Ding family who came to the door again, as if she had already thought that the family would come to the door, she drank tea at the door early in the morning.

"The children in the family say that the shopkeeper is very caring. I wonder if the shopkeeper would like to take a look at the samples?"

Compared with Li's self-esteem and self-promotion, old man Ding is much more reserved, and he is polite, so is Mrs. Zhang.

"I really like these kids."

Mrs. Zhang, who was clearly hated by Mrs. Zhang, blushed.

It's a pity that no one will pay attention to her, and no one will look at her angry appearance.

"Aunt Zhang, I have prepared a gift for you."

Ding Xuewei took out the flower hairpin that she had prepared early in the morning.

It can be said that this branch of hibiscus, which is extremely particular about layers, color matching, and materials, is her stepping stone.

Whether it can be sold at a good price depends on this flower.

The pink-blue fine cotton handkerchief was opened, and a hairpin consisting of three white, pink, and bright red hibiscus flowers with overlapping petals and nine sized, dark and light green leaves jumped into the eyes of Mrs. Zhang.

With just one glance, Mrs. Zhang exclaimed.

"This! It's so beautiful!"

It was more amazing and more real than any bionic flower she had ever seen before.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't hold back, she took the velvet flower and observed it carefully.

After a closer look, I found it even more incredible: "It's silk thread!"

"To be precise, it's waste cloth." Ding Xuewei said generously.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at Ding Xuewei: "The ones you took away?"

"Yes." Ding Xue nodded slightly.

Ms. Zhang never thought of dismantling the rags and using them, but she also found the colorful design and arrangement of colors closer to real flowers to be strange.

It's no wonder that the child is so stubborn and insists on selling the hairpin to her.

This is a favor to remember the discarded cloth I gave.

The more upscale the store, the more small things and gifts you need to prepare.

Handkerchiefs of the same color series, purses or artificial flowers are all ways to attract customers.

Compared with the simulated flowers pressed out of cloth, this velvet flower looks more upscale.

If this flower hairpin is not handled properly, it may bring their business to a higher level.

Mrs. Zhang didn't bother, and gave the price directly.

"30 taels, buy the technique of making velvet flowers, five taels, buy this style."

Ding Xuewei set the technology between 25 and [-], and the style of velvet flowers is around three or two.

Although the technical price given by Mrs. Zhang is not very ideal, the price of the style is much higher.

Looking at old man Ding, she nodded directly.

"Row."

Mrs. Zhang was a little surprised.

After glancing at old man Ding, he turned to Ding Xuewei's face again.

"After selling my technology and style, you can no longer make it."

"knew."

Ding Xuewei said that she understands the rules: "Aunt Zhang chooses the style first."

I have to say that Ding Xuewei is very emotional.

Obviously, the tricks she brought were all she thought to be foolproof, but she still said the word picky.

This choice, for Mrs. Zhang, is to express trust and rest assured.

"Auntie can trust you." Mrs. Zhang said with a smile.

Although I think the child said it nicely, I have to admit that it sounds comfortable.

Mrs. Zhang had already made preparations, but the moment the Ding family opened the packages one by one, she was still shocked by the fake velvet flowers.

"Little girl, you are really good at color matching!"

It is also bold, a color that obviously does not exist, but it feels so abruptly suitable.

Picking up a large flower of white and light green superimposed Sensi chrysanthemum, she was reluctant to put it down.

There are hundreds of slender petals, each with its own posture and color.

"Are you sure the price I gave is right?"

"If Aunt Zhang thinks that I have worked hard on proofing, she can also give me a few more copper coins." Ding Xue teased slightly.

The more she looked at it, the more she liked Mrs. Zhang, she stood in front of the vertical bronze mirror and put flowers on her hair.

The head of this hairpin is very rough, not to mention the bamboo, there is no workmanship to speak of.

"You little girl, you have already made such beautiful velvet flowers, why don't you put some effort into the hairpin?"

Just miss the matter of adding a few pennies.

If the child is caring, how can he speak a few words?

Ding Xuewei really didn't want to increase the price.

It's not that it's too hot to hold a lot of money, but that everything should be done in moderation, and it's more appropriate to deal with some people in a steady stream.

"The rougher the head of the hairpin, the more delicate the velvet flowers will appear."

"...Only you, a ghost girl, can think so." Mrs. Zhang almost believed it.

For proofing things, it’s good to have a clear distinction between the primary and the secondary. Unnecessary details are superfluous.

"A total of one hundred and three..."

"It's one hundred and two. That hibiscus flower is for Aunt Zhang, as I said before."

Through the bronze mirror, Mrs. Zhang looked at Ding Xuewei for a moment.

"Since you call me Auntie so kindly, Auntie will accept this gift and go, I'll get you a bank note."

"Can you give me a small amount, a better flower with a smaller face?" Ding Xuewei asked seriously.

Raising eyebrows and glanced at old man Ding and Mrs. Li, Mrs. Zhang nodded.

Mrs. Zhang didn't really take advantage of Ding Xuewei. After paying the money, she gave each of the four siblings a handkerchief.

Li, who was completely ignored, was very uncomfortable, and complained not far away.

"That flower is not only complicated and troublesome, but also uses a silver hairpin. This lady really knows how to do business."

What Li meant was that Mrs. Zhang used a few handkerchiefs to settle the favor and took advantage of her, but Ding Xuewei felt that this lady was worthy of deep friendship.

Knowing that he is returning the favor of her discarded cloth, he still remembers to return the gift. This kind of person who does not take advantage of others must be quite good in virtue.

Ding Xuewei looked at old man Ding very simply.

She didn't want to answer Mrs. Li's words.

Old man Ding and Ding Xuewei have a tacit understanding.

At the moment Ding Xuewei looked at Old Man Ding, Old Man Ding just lowered his eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the eldest granddaughter, but the words were addressed to Mrs. Li.

"If you want something from others, you never have the right to speak. They return a gift to the children, but you don't even give them a penny."

"Why do I hold on to every penny?" Li was dumbfounded.

She was dissatisfied with that lady, but the old man was dissatisfied with her.

Yes, when others give her gifts, she takes it for granted, but can it be the same?

She is receiving, this baby is giving away.

"You all know the benefits of giving a generous buyer two catties more, but how can you be sure that they didn't relax some requirements for our children when they were choosing?"

Mrs. Li was depressed.

She really wanted to say that none of the ones she brought out could be picked on by others, but she shut up because she knew that those who wanted to be picky had no flaws that they couldn't pick out.

　Daily shout, ask for tickets, ask for collection...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)