Chapter 48: Good Business

When it was almost fifteen, Dong Lihua drove Zhang Cuilian home. Zhang Cuilian reluctantly followed Xie Jun and his family, and got on the bus with his things and returned to the city.

For the sake of the big bags and small wraps, Shao Hua gave a good face. Zhang Cuilian boiled hot water and made tea, and Xie Jun sat for a while and said something before leaving.

When the people left, Shao Hua lost his temper at Zhang Cuilian: "Do you still know how to come back?" I thought you were dead in their house! ”

Zhang Cuilian rolled her eyes: "On the day you left, didn't you tell me to get out?" If you're not happy that I'm back, I'll leave! ”

Shao Hua was speechless for a while, and carried things into the kitchen. yelled at Zhang Cuilian: "The house is dirty, hurry up and clean up." ”

Zhang Cuilian sighed slightly: "Do you still know that it is dirty?" Why don't you clean up when you're idle! ”

It took two days, and Zhang Cuilian was almost paralyzed from exhaustion. I cleaned up the outside of the house as I did before I left, and it took another day to wash my clothes and quilt covers.

"How much pocket money does Lao Xie give you?" Knowing that Zhang Cuilian will start school tomorrow, after dinner, Shao Hua said to Zhang Cuilian who was squatting on the ground and brushing the dishes while knocking melon seeds.

"What's wrong?" She didn't feel good when she looked up.

"It's nothing, just ask. If there is more, leave it to the head of the family. There is no money at home! Shao Hua didn't even bother to lie, and what he said was extremely ordinary.

"Mom, don't you paste the cardboard box? Didn't I leave you money before I left? Fifty yuan in your pocket, ten yuan a month, if you think it's appropriate, Mom will give it to you! Zhang Cuilian sat up and said with a smile.

"Fifty bucks? Lao Xie's family is too picky, why do you have to be one hundred and fifteen. Shao Hua stared, not believing it at all.

"I see that the clothes in your bag are very good-looking, Dong Lihua bought them for you?" While she was working, they had already turned it over.

I didn't see a penny, but I found two pieces of clothing.

"It's knitted, where can I buy it?" Zhang Cuilian lowered her face: "Mom, what are you doing in my bag?" ”

Shao Hua replied: "I see that you have two clothes, why don't you give me the black clothes." You just have to keep it red! ”

Zhang Cuilian directly vetoed: "No, if my mother likes it, I can weave it for you." ”

Shao Hua frowned: "Your mother can't ask you for clothes, just have one to wear." ”

Zhang Cuilian pointed to the clothes on her body: "Aren't you new to buy it?" Can't anyone else knit me a sweater? ”

Shao Hua scoundrel said: "Didn't the black one have it a few years ago, and the red one is new, and I didn't want it." Why don't I ask you for an old dress? You'll leave tomorrow, how can you weave for me? ”

After speaking, he said without hesitation: "Anyway, if you don't give me clothes, you give me five yuan and I will buy wool." ”

Zhang Cuilian waved her hand speechlessly: "You take it, take it." Shao Hua looked proud: "I knew you had to give it to me, ha, I'll change it." ”

She knew that her mother would definitely be so bottomless. Zhang Cuilian reluctantly continued to do housework, and waited until the next day to leave the house without a word.

When she arrived at the school, all her classmates greeted her happily. It seems that we haven't seen each other for a winter vacation, and everyone is a little rusty.

Ding Rongrong pulled her to Zhang Cuilian with a mysterious face: "My aunt came back from abroad and brought me a good thing." Still, I feel like you need it more than I do. ”

After speaking, seeing that the last wave of people in the house who went out to cook left, Ding Rongrong took out a white dress from her bag. Zhang Cuilian's eyes widened: This is not a chest. Cover. It will take at least five years for this thing to become popular, and Ding Rongrong is really avant-garde.

"Your breasts are bigger than mine, I don't need them. I've heard that people in big cities have it, and women from abroad use it. Well, if you think it's immoral... ”

Without waiting for Ding Rongrong's threat, Zhang Cuilian hurriedly took it over and said with a smile: "I don't think, I just need this." "She's only 19 years old now, and she needs this to protect her body.

"I didn't expect you to be quite avant-garde!" Zhang Cuilian pursed her lips and smiled, Ding Rongrong raised a smile: "Just write novels, don't you like something else?" ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly Ding Rongrong said with a straight face: "I want to study abroad, what do you think?" ”

Zhang Cuilian was stunned, and Ding Rongrong said again: "I really want to study abroad, but my dad is too pedantic." He said that I just admired the foreign and felt that the domestic flowers did not have the fragrance of wild flowers. But that's not what I want to learn! ”

Zhang Cuilian asked softly, "Then what do you want to learn?" If you don't want to study, why do you want to come to a normal school? ”

Ding Rongrong pouted: "It's not that the old man of my family is forced to do it, choose one between being a soldier and being a teacher." But I'm still quite unconvinced, especially after seeing your article published. I think that in this life, there are only a few decades in total. Why not fight for yourself once! ”

"Actually, I want to go to the United States and learn how to make movies!" Ding Rongrong's words surprised Zhang Cuilian, this should be regarded as her two lifetimes. For the first time, I met a master, an absolute master of the art world.

Seeing Zhang Cuilian's surprise, Ding Rongrong smiled bitterly: "But my dad doesn't agree, and my family doesn't understand." When my aunt came back this time, I don't know if I can persuade my family! ”

Zhang Cuilian admires Ding Rongrong very much, to be honest in this era. People's thinking is still limited to the stage of food and clothing and well-off, and ordinary people think that it is very good for children to study medicine, become teachers, and have a stable job as a worker.

Then, according to age, everything will come naturally when you get married and have children. Just like the older generation, everyone is just an ordinary person.

After 2000, there were more talents in art colleges and film and television performance colleges around. Almost all the beautiful children in the family are sent to various cram schools to learn their specialties.

And after so many years in advance, Ding Rongrong had this idea. At least her vision is stronger than that of ordinary people, but she doesn't know much and doesn't understand. I don't know if there is such a powerful female director in the history of Chinese films.

"I support you infinitely mentally, but in reality I can't seem to help you much!" Zhang Cuilian is a little weak, and she has no artistic cells at all.

Ding Rongrong smiled: "You are already very good, at least your strength and perseverance have affected me." If there are any activities in the school in the future, you and I will support them! ”

At the beginning of this semester, many people went to the homeroom teacher counselor to respond. Hoping to have a work-study opportunity, the principal watched Zhang Cuilian write a manuscript and made a lot of money. I found Zhang Cuilian, hoping to give this opportunity to other students this semester.

Of course, she has no opinion, all roads lead to Rome. As long as she wants to, she will inevitably find more and better ways.

There is no need to go to the canteen to work, Zhang Cuilian came back from school and dressed a lot more foreign. The female classmates in the dormitory also hope to learn from Zhang Cuilian's example. I bought wool and crochet and knitted sweaters for myself.

But they just read from the book and learned the stitching method in the magazine. Zhang Cuilian had an idea in her heart, she could weave those beautiful styles in her memory and sell them to the store.

The more I thought about it, the more excited she became, Zhang Cuilian almost found the secondary industry. She told Ding Rongrong about this idea, and Ding Rongrong nodded: "This is good, you can put it in my aunt's shop." My aunt opened a shop in a department store, and you finished knitting and let it go. Someone buys and sells, I won't let her make your money! ”

Zhang Cuilian smiled: "It doesn't matter, as long as there is a store for me to show my skills!" ”

Knitting sweaters is not something that can be knitted in a day, Zhang Cuilian first treated two more according to what she had knitted. One thing is indeed a white collar, and the other is a red doll collar.

In the 80s, jeans became popular, durable, good-looking and modern. Zhang Cuilian found that many young men and women who claim to be modern and avant-garde love to wear denim clothes.

She asked Ding Rongrong for frayed jeans, and used scissors to cut off the intact places. Then put it on the knitted sweater and make two fake pieces.

Ding Rongrong stared at the clothes Zhang Cuilian displayed, and her eyes were about to fall.

The dress was really beautiful, and she made it very densely knitted with fine knits. The upper body with two sleeves is red, and the lower body is made of royal blue thread. There was also a kitten sewn with white cloth in front of the waist. In the middle of the sleeve, a denim sleeve was sewn inside. When I roll up the red sleeves, the denim inside is revealed.

I didn't know that I thought I was wearing a denim shirt inside, but it was actually two fakes.

The shape is special and can be regarded as the treasure of the town store.

Ding Rongrong took Zhang Cuilian to the department store, and Ding Kede was in the store. Dink is also a person who has seen many people in the world, and this time he saw three clothes brought by his niece. Even she couldn't stop praising it: "It's good-looking, it's so good-looking!" ”

"Auntie, how much do you think this dress has to sell?" Ding Rongrong looked at the material, the wool was quite good. Even if the collar and cuff fabric are not good, kung fu can also be done.

"Your ordinary wool is not as good as a woolen sweater. But it's better to look good, in my opinion, 80 yuan is enough! "Eighty yuan is beyond Zhang Cuilian's imagination.

You must know that in later generations, this kind of knitwear will be forty or fifty yuan on the Internet.

But now there are not so many machines, and it is very hard to weave by yourself. And just like Ding Ke said, he sells styles.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Since my aunt said so, I am happy to hear it in my heart." In this way, if my aunt sells it for 80 yuan, then I will ask for 50 yuan. ”

The implication is that it doesn't matter how much it sells. Give me fifty yuan for each piece of clothing at that time, which is considered a cooperation between two people.

Ding Ke said shrewdly: "But good-looking is good-looking, I can't guarantee that it will be sold." When can I sell it, I definitely can't give you money now! ”

Zhang Cuilian nodded clearly: "I understand this, these three clothes are placed here for you." When my aunt sells it, just let Rong Rong give me the money! ”

Ding Ke rarely met such a generous and understanding person, and he secretly looked at it in his heart. It's a pity that this dress was woven by this child, if it is submitted in batches. Then she is the only one, and she must sell very well!

Unexpectedly, just a week has passed, and several regular customers have asked for this dress by name. Ding Ke was out of stock, giving Zhang Cuilian a good opportunity to make money!