Qiao'er was so happy that she carried her basket through the crowd to the center of the circle.

Her husband is much more capable than she imagined, so she worked hard for a while, arranged everything clearly and properly, and commanded such people without stage fright, and she couldn't be left behind.

"The insider is in charge of production matters, and is directly in charge of several team leaders, so I'll hand it over to her." Yang Changfan finished speaking, and nodded on Qiao'er's shoulder.

Qiao'er clenched her fists and nodded her head, she was still a little bottomless, but her husband had come to this point, and she couldn't lose.

She sat down with the team leaders, took out the tools in the basket, and began to explain how to make wind chimes.

Yang Changfan withdrew from the middle circle and handed over the scene to Qiao'er, only watching from afar, busy with other things.

After all, the production of wind chimes is simple, and everyone is a person who eats the sea, and everyone shouts that they will meet before Qiao'er finishes one, and Qiao'er is not at ease, so let several team leaders come forward to try it out, and only after ensuring that the team leader has no problem, let everyone start production.

In the whole production process, the difficulty is nothing more than transporting materials and counting, sending baskets of shells to everyone, and everyone has done a good job of writing down the number and then storing them in a unified manner.

At noon, the open-air workshop here is already busy, no matter how fast or slow it is, everyone hopes to earn a few more pennies on this day, and Qiao'er is directing the transportation of materials and goods back and forth, and they are very happy.

By the end of the afternoon, the wind chimes produced here have been piled up into several hills, and the "champion bells" must be the most, and the rest of the various wind chimes are stacked separately, and they are constantly increasing.

Yang Changfan lay on the freshly hung hammock and watched everyone busy, and inevitably had new troubles.

After all, it is a wild workshop, and there is still a key link missing in production - storage.

Wind chimes are good to say, and it is even more difficult to store and transport the products of the sea later, and then borrow the house in the house? After Mrs. Pang knew her situation, she was sure to open her mouth again.

It seems that it is necessary to make some preparations in the warehouse, it is best to build it yourself near here, it is cheaper than looking for Mrs. Pang, but it is inevitable that there will be some points in the middle, and it is still not so simple to do business in all aspects.

was lying in the hammock staring at the blue sky and worried, Qiao'er suddenly flashed in front of her, and said with a gloomy face: "Who are you out of?" ”

"Nope." Yang Changfan rubbed his eyes very innocently.

"He's going this way, you get out of the way." Qiao'er hid her face and coughed, "Lao Ding is not here this time, is it okay not to make tea?" ”

"There should still be a number of courtesies, the merchant helped me after all......" Yang Changfan turned over and squinted, and sure enough, a large car was coming in the distance, a genuine sedan chair carriage, it stands to reason that only high-grade officials can sit, but now that discipline is lax, this merchant has also made one.

"...... like this," Yang Changfan hurriedly ordered, "You find a young woman to go to the house, let her make tea and serve tea, and give two rewards." ”

Qiao'er nodded in response, and Yang Changfan got out of bed, stretched out, and prepared to pick up guests.

People who are busy with production can't help but stop their work, such a level of carriage is indeed a rarity, relatively speaking, it is more terrifying than seeing a Ferrari on the street of modern people, let alone in Lihai Xiaosu.

When the carriage reached the front of the house, the coachman pulled the rope and whistled to stop, turned over and got off the car, and went straight to the back of the carriage.

I have to say that the coachman's outfit is obviously better than everyone here, and the dogs of the rich families are all moisturized.

Behind, the coachman helped the master and guests get out of the car and consciously retreated to the side.

He Yongqiang was dressed in a white robe, his hair was tied very neatly, and after getting out of the car and looking around, he finally looked at Yang Changfan, and then showed a look of "Oh, what a coincidence, you are also here!" With an expression, he held a fan: "Young Master Yang, business is booming enough!" ”

This forced pretending to be very excessive, as if driving a Lamborghini to my alley to "tick" for a while, and then getting out of the car to brush his hair and take off his sunglasses, who is going to show this......

You have to see who Yang Changfan is going to see, and he immediately greeted the guests with a smile: "Where is it!" It's all Brother Ben Mao's help! ”

"It's still good!" After He Yong forcibly saluted, he introduced his companions to Yang Changfan, "This is my friend in Shaoxing Mansion, Huang Daguanren, I heard that your 'Champion Bell' is quite easy to sell, and I want to come to see what you say." ”

This Huang official doesn't look like a big official, he looks like he is in his early 20s, he is short and fat, and his clothes are just so-so.

Huang Daguan didn't talk much about pomp, and immediately smiled: "If you are an official or not, just call me Huang Lang." ”

"Huang Daguan is too modest!" Yang Changfan must entertain after saluting, "The room is too small, we can only settle at the door, and the two big officials will forgive their sins." ”

"What a sin! Please! ”

"Please!"

A few people walked to the small round table at the door and sat down in their robes.

He Yongqiang looked around and said, "Mrs. is not here today?" ”

"Clumsy Jing occasionally feels cold, it is inconvenient to ask for peace, the two big officials forgive me."

"Then make sure you get some rest." He Yongqiang had a disappointed expression on his face, as if this trip had come in vain.

As he was talking, a girl came out of the house with a tea set, He Yongqiang was excited at first, and then found that it was not, and he was a little lonely.

The girl came to the table, Mu Mu poured tea, purely to complete the task, categorically did not have Qiao'er's attention and meticulousness, plus the girl's limited appearance, which made He Yongqiang completely disinterested, only waved the fan handle and said: "Okay, let's do it ourselves." ”

"Hmph." The girl was still upset, smashed down the tea set and went back to work.

"This ......" He Yongqiang frowned and said to Yang Changfan, "This person is too unruly, and he has to eat a board in my house." ”

"Drink, drink, drink......" The fat man looked indifferent, and he took the teapot and poured it for He Yongqiang, "We are not here to drink tea, we will be settled." ”

"Hmph." He Yongqiang also said arrogantly, unfolded his fan and looked at the busy wild workshop, and said casually, "This is comparable to the computer room." ”

"Machine room?" Yang Changfan was puzzled.

Huang Fatzi explained with a smile: "It's a place to make silk, and there are many in Hangzhou." ”

"Oooh!" Yang Changfan patted his head, isn't it a textile factory, why don't you jump a little bit and say it's an Internet café, "Brother Ben Mao is making fun of the little brother, this can't be compared with the computer room." ”

"It's just that the quality of the personnel is poor." He Yongqiang picked up the teacup and made a "please" gesture, and after drinking, he dusted off his clothes and got up, "Let's talk, I'll look at the sea." ”

After that, he didn't care about the two of them, and walked to the beach by himself, with his hands behind his back.

, haven't you seen my daughter-in-law use such melancholy?