Reborn 1990 Fortune Little Hot Wife

"Okay, let's do this first."

After talking with them, Xia Yubing went to the warehouse.

She wants to take out all kinds of clothes in the warehouse to have a look, and then see how to design them.

In the warehouse, in addition to women's clothing, there are also various men's clothing. Fortunately, the men's clothing is not all black and gray trousers that the villagers like to wear. There are also a lot of jeans, which gives Xia Yubing room to change.

If they are all black and gray trousers that the villagers love to wear, then it really depends on everyone's selling level.

Of course, there are quite a few trousers of this kind, because they are resistant to dirt, good in quality, light and soft, and are very popular with the villagers. Xia Yubing decided not to change these, and let people sell them directly. As long as they are sold cheaply, there should still be some. Few people buy it.

Xia Yubing turned out some clothes that were not foreign, not liked by most of the villagers, and considered rustic by the city people. Xia Yubing redesigned them, intending to let people change them, and try to sell them at a good price.

For example, some floral tops, the patterns on them are a bit rustic, and the materials they choose are not suitable, some are stiff, Xia Yubing adds embroidery to them, some are soft, then cut some, and then change the shape again.

"Yu Bing, can I help you?" Seeing Xia Yu Bing busy, Yan Zhi Huan also came over.

"Aunt Yan, you have good eyesight. Come and help me see how to design these clothes?" Xia Yubing also asked her to participate.

"Let me take a look. This dress is very stiff. How about making the collar bigger and making it a small lapel?" Yan Zhihuan suggested.

"Aunt Yan, you are so smart." Xia Yubing praised without hesitation.

"Where is it? When I was in Kyoto, I saw this style of clothes." Yan Zhihuan had a slight smile on his face, like a girl, but also a little shy.

"Can you draw a blueprint for me?" Xia Yubing took out a pen and paper and handed it to her.

"Of course." Yan Zhihuan reached out to take it.

After all, it is because of her different background. She is actually very good. Not only is she good at English, but she is also very good at drawing. The design drawings she draws are beautiful and realistic.

Seeing how talented she was, Xia Yubing simply gave her more work, which she gladly accepted.

As for Xi Feiyan, Xia Yubing and Yan Zhihuan regarded him as a small handyman to help out and search for goods.

"Hee hee hee, do you realize that people's hearts are complicated? Do you regret following us to the factory?"

Seeing a handsome guy covered in dust and sweat, Xia Yubing had some conscience, and she walked over with herbal tea, "Here, here it is, you go and sit on the chair over there for a while, and we Just go back."

"Thank you."

Xi Feiyan took the herbal tea calmly.

The work is hard, but compared to being forced by his family to learn this and that when he was in Kyoto, he still feels quite relaxed.

Although he sweated a lot, the feeling of sweating profusely made him feel refreshed.

The old-fashioned ceiling fan above his head was whirling. He sat on the chair and watched Xia Yubing discuss the design drawings with his mother. He opened the herbal tea and drank it. Suddenly, he felt that this is life, which is so good.

"Sell popsicles, sell popsicles~"

In the evening, when a few people walked out of the garment factory, they happened to see some children coming here carrying foam boxes.

"Here, we want to buy popsicles."

Xia Yubing waved to the children. Hearing the sound, the children immediately ran over with foam boxes on their backs.

"Aunt Yan, Xiaoxi, let you taste the old popsicles from our country." Xia Yu's tablemate Feiyan said with a icy smile, and looked at the children, "What kind of popsicles did you put in today?"

"Sweet popsicles, mung bean popsicles, and eight-treasure popsicles are available!" The leading child put down the foam refrigerator and replied.

"How to sell?"

"Sugar water popsicles, you can buy two for [-] cents, mung bean popsicles for [-] cents each, and eight-treasure popsicles for [-] cents each." The child responded quickly.

"Aunt Yan, what kind do you want to eat?" Xia Yubing asked Yan Zhihuan.

"I want mung bean popsicles."

Yan Zhihuan replied that she seldom eats this kind of popsicle, but she also wants to try it today.

"How about you, sister-in-law?"

"I also have mung beans."

"I want eight treasures." Before she could ask, Xi Feiyan spoke.

"Then three mung beans and one eight treasure."

Xia Yubing handed over fifty cents, the child took the money, opened the round lid on the foam refrigerator, took out a few popsicles from inside and handed it to Xia Yubing.

"How much money do you sell popsicles for a day?" Xia Yubing took the popsicles and asked.

"We sell it once in the morning and once in the afternoon, and we can earn about two yuan each time. Sometimes we can only earn one yuan if we recite less." The older child replied immediately.

This is hard money, and he doesn't worry that someone will steal business from them.

In fact, the store that sells popsicles, how much it costs to buy goods, everyone knows that selling a popsicle, they can earn half of the profit, but it is five miles from their village to the town, and it takes ten miles to go back and forth, so I have to worry melted.

"I can't recite a lot, and I can only earn fifty cents a day."

A younger child replied: "I really want to have a bicycle. They can fill their refrigerators and make five yuan at a time."

The children nodded approvingly.

"It really doesn't make much money, otherwise, why don't you sell popsicles and help me sell clothes?" Xia Yubing bit off the mung beans on the popsicles, suddenly thinking.

"Selling clothes?" The older child became interested.

"Yeah, my clothes are very easy to sell, I'll give you five yuan if I sell one," Xia Yubing said.

"So good?" The eyes of the children lit up, and they immediately became interested.

"As long as you are eloquent, you can earn more than five dollars."

Xia Yubing licked the water that was about to melt on the popsicle, and said, "The wholesale price of my clothes is ten yuan a piece. If you sell them for 15 yuan, you will earn five yuan. If you sell them for 20 yuan, you will earn ten yuan."

"But we don't have that much capital."

The cost of ten yuan is a big investment for several children.

"You don't need your capital, you just take the clothes from me and sell them, and if you sell them, just give me the capital." Xia Yubing said.

"Really?" The children were very happy, and quickly said, "Tomorrow is the market, can I come and see you?"

If you want to sell clothes, you must go door-to-door. You still have to go to the market to sell them.

"Of course, you can come to me tomorrow morning. Then I will give you five pieces of clothes each, and let you try them on first." Xia Yubing said.

"No problem." The child nodded, "Then let's sell popsicles first. Should we go to your house to find you tomorrow, or come directly to this garment factory?"

"Come to my house first, I'm afraid I'll get up late." Xia Yubing said.

She knew all these children. One was from their village, and the other two were from other villages. She had seen them before, so she was not afraid of them running away.

And Xia's family is well-known in several nearby villages, not to mention Xia Yubing. Before she came to set up a garment factory, she had always been a child of someone else's family, known for being smart and good at reading.

"Okay, then let's come over early tomorrow morning." The oldest child nodded and said, "Let's go sell popsicles first."

"Don't worry, go to my house first, and I'll help you do some business." Xia Yubing said with a smile.