Ma Xiangdong is happy, and he also looks at Huo Jinzhi more differently, this child is calm, observant, clear in thinking, and more extraordinary in conversation, it will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future, it is good to have a good fate now, the world is impermanent, maybe one day this good fate can be used.

"You're right, I'm worried about the closure of the factory now, and if a factory collapses, I will have to drink the northwest wind."

Ma Xiangdong sighed, feeling uncomfortable, the towel factory was built before the liberation, the ups and downs for decades, he experienced the prosperity of the towel factory, the glorious time he ran outside all year round, the factory worked day and night, and the products were even exported to foreign countries, but now the machine in the workshop stopped half, and the workers chatted and played cards during the day, and there was no way to see a little vigorous atmosphere.

"Can the factory still go out of business? How is it possible, isn't it an iron rice bowl? Tang Laijin thought it was incredible.

Ma Xiangdong smiled bitterly, "How can there be a real iron rice bowl in this world, the factory will naturally have to go out of business if it can't make money, this is the law of the market, if the factory really goes out of business, my brother and I have to do it!" ”

Tang Xiaonan looked at the towels hanging on the bed frame, which are ordinary red, white and blue towels, and the current towels are basically like this, unlike the towels of later generations, which have many patterns and colors, and many styles.

"This towel doesn't look good."

Tang Xiaonan pointed to the towel and said, it's really not good-looking, she likes pink towels, she used to like to collect all kinds of pink towels, put a drawer full of them, maybe never use them, but she just likes to collect.

Ma Xiangdong looked at the towel for his own use, it is a new product in the factory, in fact, it is not a new product, the factory has produced such towels for more than ten years, and the towels used by the workers in the factory do not cost money, they are all taken in the workshop, and they are more than a dozen pieces, and they are used up again, and no one cares.

"It's okay to use a towel, and it's not a good thing to wear, so you want it to look good."

Ma Xiangdong didn't take Tang Xiaonan's words seriously, what does the little girl know.

"Only if it looks good, people will buy it, and if it is not good-looking, no one will want it." Tang Xiaonan sighed secretly, people really don't have an understanding of beauty now, and this Ma Xiangdong still hasn't realized why the towels in the factory can't be sold.

If it's all such towels, business can be good before there is a ghost.

Even if it is the era of black, blue and gray, people still have requirements for beauty, and now the aesthetics in the city have slowly recovered, such as her wearing a blue and red plaid skirt, which shows that the aesthetic vision of the people in the city is not low.

Ma Xiangdong looked slightly stunned and thoughtful.

What the little girl said does make sense, it's not good-looking, naturally no one wants it, but the towel can still be seen where to go, just a small piece of cloth.

Huo Jinzhi asked, "How many varieties of towels are there in Uncle Ma's factory?" ”

"There are only three or four varieties, mainly producing this kind of face washing, and the others are no longer produced."

"How many tricks are there?"

Ma Xiangdong thought for a while, "There are not many, there is also a kind of blue-gray checkered, magpie red plum, these three colors are more." ”

He took out two new towels from the box, one blue and gray checkered, and the other magpie red plum, both of good quality, soft and thick, but the pattern and color are really indescribable.

The blue-gray lattice seems to have not been washed, not light blue, but gray-blue, although the magpie red plum has a pattern, but it looks rustic, compared to it, it is still a longer stripe more elegant.