With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Next, the overseas Chinese chat group was filled with comments about regretting not getting up earlier and not checking the group messages in time, missing out on opportunities.

Qiu Ling then withdrew and went to visit the group of overseas Chinese students. She found that these little golden beans were also very interested in embroidery. However, she didn't know much about embroidery, so she didn't dare to buy expensive items.

Excluding some wealthy people who place orders based on their preferences, most people buy inexpensive embroidery items such as purses, scarves, handkerchiefs, handbags, and fans.

Almost everyone was satisfied with the product when they received it, with only a few people thinking that the price was too high.

Qiu Ling explained to the students the origin of Hunan embroidery and its influence in today's society, which at least made it clear to them...

It was daybreak outside, but Qiu Ling was sleepy. The sofa was quite comfortable, so she fell asleep immediately.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Jing brought people to clean the house as usual and found a bulge on the sofa in the living room and long, shiny black hair hanging on the floor.

The cleaning staff were visibly agitated.

The sound of footsteps on the floor woke Qiu Ling up, and she sat up suddenly.

"Ah~~~"

A beautiful soprano was born at this moment.

"Ms. Qiu, it's you." Qiao Jing was the first to react and winked at the cleaning staff beside him, "This is the owner of the villa."

The cleaning staff greeted Qiu Ling repeatedly, their voices trembling a little.

Qiu Ling laughed and stood up, "You guys clean up, I'll go back to my room to wash up first."

"Do you need me to deliver lunch to you?" Qiao Jing immediately got into work mode.

"I want to eat beef noodles, thank you." Qiu Ling said as she went upstairs.

After lunch, Qiu Ling left the rest of the work to Qiao Jing and took a taxi away.

Shangtang Street.

Grandma Wang's yard was locked, so Qiu Ling came to Aunt Guihua's house.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard three loud meows.

Aunt Guihua held the cat and put a pair of small yellow shoes on its feet. Before that, it had already put on a green knitted hat and a red knitted bib. It was reluctant to put them on and kept struggling.

"All children need to wear shoes." Aunt Guihua said seriously, "Look, the colorful ones are so beautiful."

"Ahem, you're making things difficult for the cat."

The sudden coughing sound made Aunt Guihua look up, "You're back." She waved at Qiu Ling, "Come and hold it down, it's struggling too hard."

Qiu Ling put down the suitcase and walked over, explaining: "The doctor said that the cat's paw pads should always be in contact with the ground. Wearing shoes for a long time will destroy its balance, and it will not be able to walk without shoes in the future."

Aunt Guihua paused and asked, "Is this true?"

"Really? The doctor gave me many instructions."

"Then don't wear shoes." Aunt Guihua took off the yellow shoes from Sansheng's legs and threw them aside.

San Sheng took the opportunity to break free and ran away, shaking his head as he ran. He followed the wooden ladder leaning against the wall and rushed back home, dropping his equipment all over the floor on the way.

Aunt Guihua patted the cat hair on her trouser legs and said, "I took it to get vaccinated a few days ago."

"Didn't Sister Huan say she would take him to fight?"

Aunt Guihua sighed, "She is too busy with her own affairs."

"What happened when I was not at home?" Qiu Ling grabbed the teacup and poured himself a glass of water.

"Xiao Kuang said he wanted to expand his fleet, and his family was applying for a bank loan. The bank refused to approve their previous mortgage on their shoddy house, and the money they could get from their old house was not enough, so Chen Huan went back to her parents' home to borrow money.

Your grandma Wang has some money, but it's all saved up for her death. She doesn't understand, so I asked Wang He to take her to get the money." Aunt Guihua explained the matter in a few words.

"I've heard them mention this before. It's been so long, and I thought it was done. But it hasn't even started yet?"

"It won't be that fast." Aunt Guihua had run a factory before, and she knew how hard it was to start a business. She sighed and said, "I wanted to give her 20,000 yuan, but Chen Huan didn't want it."

"I guess they know that the pickle factory hasn't made back its investment yet, so they are embarrassed to ask for it." Qiu Ling said, taking another apple from the refrigerator and eating it, "How much do they need?"

Aunt Guihua frowned and thought for a while, "It seems that there is still a shortfall of 80. Chen Huan said it was a hot spot, what kind of logistics? Oh, I don't understand that either."

Aunt Guihua took the basket off the cabinet, took out three knitting needles, and continued to sketch. The shape looked like a base sweater for a baby, with five colors, very fancy, a bit like a traffic light with a yellow warning line and a blue sign...

Qiu Ling asked dryly, "For three sounds?"

"I have nothing to do." Aunt Guihua's hands were so fast that she could knit without missing a stitch while watching TV. Seeing that Qiu Ling hadn't left yet, she misunderstood, "Why, you want one too? Then I'll knit you one after I finish this one."

"Knitting a sweater is tiring for the eyes, so I'll buy it for you without making you feel tired." After saying that, Qiu Ling slipped away. It wasn't that she didn't like the rainbow uniform, but that she didn't believe in Aunt Guihua's aesthetic taste.

Aunt Guihua was watching TV. The hero and heroine missed each other due to a misunderstanding, and were about to meet again around the corner. It was an exciting moment, and she was so engrossed in watching the show that she had no time to interpret Qiu Ling's meaning.

night.

Chen Huan and Grandma Wang were counting the money they had raised in the living room.

"I borrowed 20 yuan from my parents, and I got your 5 yuan, so I still need 55 yuan." Chen Huan rubbed his brows and said with regret, "The shoddy house I bought was exactly 55.4 yuan. It would have been better if I bought it a year later."

Granny Wang patted her on the shoulder and consoled her, "Don't think about the past. The more you think about it, the more upset you'll feel. The fleet is doing fine the way it is now. How about waiting a year before expanding it?"

"We have received a lot of orders in the second half of the year, so it would be best if we could expand as soon as possible. If we delay for one day, we will miss a lot of opportunities, let alone a year."

“Maybe our family is not destined to become rich.”

Chen Huan disagreed and said, "Everything depends on human effort. Mingshan and I both want to give it another try."

Granny Wang was silent for a moment, then said, "Then I'll go back to my hometown and ask tomorrow."

"No need to bother." Qiu Ling walked in from outside the yard holding San Sheng, "How much do you still need?"

"You're back." Chen Huan smiled when he saw her, then stretched out his hand to play with the cat and sighed, "It's a bit far."

"How much?" Qiu Ling asked.

Chen Huan raised five fingers and said, "5."

"Wait for me." Qiu Ling handed the cat to her and walked out of the yard.

After a while, she came over carrying a handbag.

Fortunately, she had the habit of putting cash in the storage space, but there was not much left. She would have to go to the bank to replenish it another day and buy a few dozen kilograms of gold from the bank manager.

"55." Qiu Ling put the handbag on the table, unzipped it, revealing bundles of red bills inside.

Chen Huan looked at Granny Wang, then at Qiu Ling, and stood up quickly.

"You, you are still young, keep the money yourself." Chen Huan zipped up his pants, "Listen to me, deposit the money in the bank tomorrow morning, don't leave so much cash at home, it's not safe for a little girl like you to carry so much cash."