The supernatural businesswoman who travels through space

Chapter 70 The Son of the Power Plant

Ye Aihua and Zhang Lan sat in the living room with very ugly faces, while Ye An sat silently by the side, even Ye Fei, who was usually carefree, didn't say a word, and no one noticed the note Ye Yan left at noon.

"Mom and Dad, what's the matter with you?" Ye Yan walked directly in front of her parents and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Ah..." Ye Aihua sighed, looking at her children's eyes with a flash of guilt.

"Yanyan, parents are really useless." Zhang Lan thumped her chest hard, her face was all gray, selling fruit is the source of their family's livelihood, what should they do now?
"Mom, what's the matter?" Ye Yan quickly grabbed Zhang Lan's hand, preventing her from patting her chest.

Seeing her parents' distressed appearance, Ye Fei said anxiously: "Mom and Dad will not be able to sell fruit in the future." Even if she is careless, she knows that this is the main source of income for the family. Without it, the whole family will have to drink Northwest wind.

"What's going on?" Selling fruit is still too hard, Ye Yan actually wants her parents to give up this job, so it's good to take this opportunity.

"The supplier said that we offended the son of some power plant. Lao Zhao usually has a good relationship with us. What he said should be true, but we don't know the son of some power plant." Zhang Lan wiped her face sadly. tears.

"The son of the power plant." He Cheng's face flashed in Ye Yan's mind, and her eyes were chilled. It seemed that she and Gu Xue were really old enemies. She had never offended Gu Xue, but Gu Xue always She tried her best to deal with her, and she didn't remember the last time she pushed the original owner's hatred, but Gu Xue was lucky and came up with a new trick.

Ye Yan patted Zhang Lan's hand lightly, and comforted her: "Mom and Dad, it's fine if you don't sell fruit, it's too hard. I've already thought of a new way to make money for you, but I haven't found the time yet. Tell you."

The reason why Ye Yan didn't make lipstick before making soap was because of the toner, and she was not sure about the flower toner bought outside, so she had long asked her parents to help grow flowers and extract the toner.

Of course, the reason why she planted flowers in the village was to give the villagers more livelihood, so that the parents would not be so tired, and those who envied their family would not dare to do excessive things, and would only thank them at that time.And this is also helping the development of Shangmei Village.

"Really, Yanyan, tell me how to make money, is it reliable?" Zhang Lan knew that Ye Yan was smart since she was a child, and her academic performance has always been among the best, so she trusts Ye Yan very much, but Ye Yan is still a Child, she still has to think about it.

"Mom, didn't I make some money when I went to the provincial capital? I plan to sell things for women. There is a kind of lipstick that needs toner. Toner is extracted from flowers. Parents, please help me buy it People grow more flowers." Ye Yan's tone was very relaxed, she also had her own garden in her previous life, and hired workers to extract toner, so she is very familiar with the process.

Zhang Lan was very puzzled, because she really didn't understand this, so she was a little hesitant, "Yanyan, can you really make money with what you said?"

"Mom, of course this can make money. The rich female students in our class bought lipsticks. How about more than ten yuan each?" Ye Fei clapped her hands excitedly. Interested.

Ye An held his chin for a while and said: "Yes, what my sister said is right. Now that the economy is getting more and more developed, people have more and more spare money, and more and more women pay attention to dressing up. Do this feasible."

"Yes, parents, don't worry, I promise that the lipstick I make is unique, and it will be sold." Seeing her parents' hesitation, Ye Yan patted her chest to make a promise.

"Okay, then do this." Ye Aihua patted his thigh and said, listening to what his children said, he is also a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and he believes in his daughter.

(End of this chapter)