Chapter 6 Production and Networking
Su Wenhai's work efficiency is very high, the next morning when Du Qiu went to return the clothes, he had already got back a roll of about three meters of washable kraft paper, but compared the two, he found that both the feel and texture were much worse, and there was no kind of effect that made people think it was leather. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Strange, this is already the best washable kraft paper on the market, Du Qiu, you ask your friend to see where he got it from. β
"I asked, and he said it was ordered from a small company in Europe, which is now closed. Du Qiu was perfunctory, while observing against his notepad, and after pondering for a while, he asked, "Brother Hai, do you know what ink can be used to write on this kind of paper?"
"Ink can't do it, but there is a kind of paint that can be used for painting, and it is sold in educational supermarkets, but it is a bit expensive. β
"In that case, then things will be easy to do, and it doesn't matter if the materials are almost there, we can remedy it with something else. β
Su Wenxiu was on the night shift today, and she was also at home during the day, and when she heard this, she asked, "How to remedy it?"
"A blank piece of paper is only worth a few cents, but after writing calligraphy, it can be sold for dozens or even tens of thousands of dollars, we can write some artistic words on the cover to decorate, college students like to be elegant, as long as the words are written beautifully, the literature and art of the word compilation, someone must pay. Du Qiu found a piece of white paper about the size of a notepad, wrote four lines of vertical typesetting on it with a pencil, held it up and asked, "Mr. Su, if you write such words and sentences on the cover of the notepad, will you buy them?"
"Time, shades are suitable, people's hearts, far and near. Su Wenxiu read out the words he wrote softly, tilted his head sideways and tasted them for a while, and then said, "It's good, if the words are beautiful, I will buy them." β
"Notepads are only worth a few bucks, and selling a hundred copies is not as much as I can make by repairing a VCD. You two do it, and leave two copies for Huihui when you are ready. β
In 1994, there was only one company in China Wanyan to produce VCD, the total output of a year was only about 20,000 units, in short supply, the price of each unit was four or five thousand, Su Wenhai's VCD was 2200 yuan from the thrift market, and it was sold at a price of 3000 after repairing, and it made a net profit of 800 yuan, which was very cool, plus after making up for the theoretical knowledge last night, the level rose sharply, and now the mind is full of ideas to repair electrical appliances to make a lot of money, and there is a lack of interest in making a notebook, Su Wenxiu is the opposite, and he is interested in helping to make suggestions: "These elastic ropes are in the library, for binding books, and I can help you get some back...... Pigments and seals are available in educational supermarkets...... There are a lot of ...... in the jewelry store outside the north gate of the small pendant"
Du Qiu is a person with low eyes and hands-on ability, although he has witnessed the whole process of making a notepad before, but he still feels that he has nowhere to start when it comes to the end, seeing that Su Wenxiu is very interested, so he pulled her into the water and said, "Teacher Su, why don't we partner in this business?"
"Partnership?"
"Now, the edges of the cover should be sewn, I don't know how to needlework, you should be, right?" Du Qiu waited for her to nod, then took out 50 yuan and put it on the table, and said: "Let's each pay 50 yuan to buy materials, and then you stitch, I write, do it together, sell it together, and sell it in half a penny, how about it?"
"That's a good idea, I think it's okay. Su Wenhai said in the back: "Little sister, you are very bored at home anyway, it is better to find something to do, and the 50 yuan brother will help you out." β
"I have money myself. β
Su Wenxiu was very organized, asked Du Qiu to buy brushes, paints and small pendants for decoration, and he went to purchase the rest of the things, and it only took half an hour to get all the materials, and then the two began to make the cover of the notepad according to the gourd painting scoop, the cover looks very simple, just a few steps, but it is very troublesome to do, because the more simple things are, the lower the fault tolerance, as long as there is a little problem in the details, it will destroy the overall beauty, after trying four or five times, finally made a more perfect sample.
"It's still not as good as yours. β
"It's already pretty good. Du Qiu himself was quite satisfied, he picked up the brush, dipped some black paint as ink, and said with a smile: "This is our first product, how about writing four words on the cover?"
Su Wenxiu's cheeks turned red inexplicably, pursed her lips and said, "Let's write the one you just made." β
"I didn't make it up, it was written by the Ming Dynasty writer Chen Jiru in "The Story of the Small Window". β
After Du Qiu explained, he calmed down, hung his wrist and held a pen, and wrote four lines of small characters in regular script at the top right of the cover, and after writing, the originally simple and rustic notepad immediately became exquisite and elegant, Su Wenxiu's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands gently, and praised: "The words are really beautiful." β
Su Wenhai joined in the fun, came over with a teacup to look at it, and said, "You learned Chu Suiliang with this character, right?"
"Brother Hai has good eyesight. β
"I used to work in the school printing factory, the factory was underworked, there was nothing to do all year round, and a few old guys went to work every day to practice calligraphy, and they knew a little bit about it. Su Wenhai really knows some calligraphy knowledge, and commented: "It is very difficult for Chu Suiliang's calligraphy to be written well, your words are better than those old men's writing, and you have practiced for many years, right?"
I have been practicing for many years......
Father Lin Dawei is a nouveau riche, after making money, he will only eat, drink and have fun, there is no elegant pursuit, but his mother Du Chunhua is from a scholarly family, family history, attaches great importance to traditional culture, Du Qiu has followed her to learn calligraphy since he was a child, and has practiced intermittently for more than ten years, although the level is not very high, but there is no problem with decorating the faΓ§ade, Chu Suiliang is one of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, his calligraphy is dignified and beautiful, smooth and smart, and is considered to be "the word is golden, the line is jade, the law is gentle, and the beauty is multifaceted" , which is very in line with the modern young people's pursuit of gorgeous aesthetics, and is also very suitable for writing sentences with literary and artistic moods.
After having experience, the next is a lot more proficient, to more than 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the two made a total of eight books, Du Qiu to each of them are inscribed with ancient poems or small fresh short sentences such as "the bright moon goes straight in, no heart can be guessed", "only love and youth can not be disappointed" and other ancient poems or small fresh short sentences, Su Wenxiu is in the girl's heart burst into the double decade, each of them can't put it down, flipping over and over for a long time, and finally left the first one, Du Qiu took two out and threw them to Su Wenhai, and then pointed to the remaining five, said: " Mr. Su, you work in the social science and humanities library, and the readers there should prefer this kind of notepad, so you can bring it over and sell it later to see if there is a market. β
"How much does it cost?"
The kraft paper was obtained by Su Wenhai for free from a friend, the rope was taken by Su Wenxiu from the library for free, the brush and paint can be used many times, the small pendant is a few cents a piece, and the inner core paper is a dollar, if you don't count the labor costs, the cost of each notepad is less than 2 yuan, Du Qiu directly multiplied it by 10, and said: "Try selling it for 20 yuan a copy." β
Su Wenxiu was startled and hesitated: "So expensive?"
"This kind of book wins by creativity.,There's no technical content.,It's easy to be imitated.,Take advantage of the fact that there's no competitor now.,Make a little bit of money.,Sell it for 20 yuan first.,If you can't sell it, then reduce the price.γ β
Su Wenxiu changed shifts at 6 o'clock in the evening, she cooked a pot of clear soup and egg noodles in a rice cooker, and after eating, she was ready to go to work, without a helper, Du Qiu couldn't do it alone, so she left, the library is located near the west gate of the school, and the rented house is in the same direction, the two went all the way to study how to improve the manufacturing process, when they arrived at the library, Du Qiu asked: "Teacher Su, is there a computer room on the sixth floor?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"I lost my student ID, can I borrow your work ID to register? I want to play on the computer. β
Su Wenxiu glanced up at him and said, "You're not a student of our school, are you?"
This girl is very sharp, huh......
Du Qiu neither admitted nor denied it, but asked quietly and rhetorically, "Why do you say that?"
Su Wenxiu pursed her lips and smiled, her smile was full of girlish cunning and playfulness, and said: "I have been working in the library since I graduated from high school, and I have been in school for almost two years, and no student has ever called me Teacher Su, so you are definitely not from our school, because college students are very arrogant, unlike you who are faceless and skinless, calling people younger than yourself to call teachers, and they keep shouting, am I that old?"
In the 90s, the enrollment has not been expanded, college students are the pride of the sky, unlike 20 years later, the streets are all over, things are scarce and expensive, they must be more arrogant, Du Qiuqian calculated, I didn't expect to miscalculate here, fortunately, he was thick-skinned, laughed, and said: "Of course you are not old, I just shouted Shunkou, and I will not call you teacher in the future...... What do you think I look like?"
"I don't know, but I think you're more like a teacher than I am. Su Wenxiu didn't ask Du Qiu's identity, she walked into the library briskly, and said: "The computer room on the sixth floor is very strictly managed, even if you take my work card, you can't enter, I'll take you there." β
It is indeed very strict, the service desks of other libraries are located inside, and the service desks of the computer room are located outside, and there is a separate room similar to the guard's room, and there is a computer for registration at the window, and there is a sticker next to it that says "No entry without registration" Du Qiu looked at the bulky and thick gray CRT monitor shell, his heart was filled with a long-lost sense of intimacy, strode forward, supported the windowsill with both hands, looked at the computer screen, and found that it was a strategy game with a very rough picture, and the administrator who was concentrating on playing the game was startled by him, threw away the mouse, looked up and shouted: "What are you doing?!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Du Qiu took two steps back, raised his hands and asked, "How many times is this "Three Kingdoms"?3 or 4?"
The administrator seemed to be a work-study student, thin, wearing glasses, pale, it seemed that he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and he seemed to be too attentive to play just now, he was really frightened, and ignored Du Qiu with a stinky face, but after seeing Su Wenxiu, his expression softened again, and said: "Two yuan an hour on the plane, take the documents and deposit to register." β
"Dude, can you get internet access here? β
"No, you can't. β
Although he knew the answer before asking, Du Qiu still couldn't help but sigh, because if even the computer room of Yunda can't access the Internet, then the entire Cloud City, or the entire Sanjiang Province, can't find a place where they can access the Internet.