"Pickles?" Mu Chun became interested for a while: "Then how to make this pickle, you teach me, maybe I can help!" ”

If the procedure of this pickle is actually not complicated, Mu Chun can make more flavors and varieties of this pickle, who stipulates that pickles can only be made of cabbage and radish, maybe the taste that everyone likes is different, then it is not a little easier to make this money.

Since everyone has to eat pickled vegetables in winter, it is definitely easy to sell, and if you package and process it a little, you can also get it for gifts.

"Why did you suddenly remember to make pickles?" Xie Wenchang said with a smile: "I used to hear that when I wanted to make pickles, I would run far away, and I also said that I didn't like the taste." ”

Speaking of which, Xie Wenchang's eyes lowered slightly, and Mu Chun was keenly aware of it, but he really didn't know why he was like this.

Xie Wenchang usually looks like a sunny and cheerful big boy, but when he mentions his past, he seems to have been hurt.

Could it be that this Xie Wenchang and the memory of the former master are actually wrong?

"I think, every family in the autumn and winter has to eat this pickle, but the types are radish and cabbage, but we can try other vegetables to make pickles, and add some different flavors, according to everyone's preferences, will the pickles made in this way be more popular?"

As soon as Mu Chun's words were finished, Xie Wenchang's expression moved slightly: "Why didn't I find out, it turns out that you are so business-minded." Speaking of this plan, it is a set. ”

The bus stopped in front of the two of them, they were the stops on the way, and the position was only the last when they went up, and after the two sat down, Mu Chun slowly began to sort out his plan.

"Look, there are a lot of new things now, I think everyone still likes them very much, let's try them, anyway, they are some non-toxic and pollution-free things, and I think the cost of these things is slightly lower, if we process it a little more, make a package or something, wouldn't it be better?"

Xie Wenchang also seemed to think about it carefully, he carefully calculated an account in his mind, it seems that since Mu Chun started doing business, he has never lost money, and the problems that have arisen, have been solved one by one, and now all he can hear on the street is praise for her small stall.

But he still didn't understand something: "What about your reselling business?" ”

"This ...... I've handed it over to Brother An and the old educated youth, and I plan to wait two days to recruit some people, so that I won't be afraid of being busy, and no one will dislike the salary. ”

Xie Wenchang didn't object, but just made a suggestion: "But if you really want to get this pickle, then how do you plan to get this batch of packaging?" ”

At first, Mu Chun thought of the post-modern packaging gift boxes and snack packaging bags, but when he thought of the less developed technology in this era, he put his thoughts on the idea of paper bags.

"We can choose several materials of packaging, there are paper and wooden, but if the wooden box is small, it needs to be sealed with a plastic bag before it can be loaded, and the cost is slightly more expensive, and others may not be willing to pay for it."

Xie Wenchang listened carefully to Mu Chun's opinion and analyzed: "So, do you still need to produce more paper packaging bags, supplemented by wooden boxes?" ”

"Clever!!"

Mu Chun really thinks that Xie Wenchang is her bosom friend! I can quickly know what I think and give such pertinent advice.

It's not great to be able to meet someone like Xie Wenchang who understands her and supports her on the business road!

Looking at the little woman in front of him dancing excitedly, Xie Wenchang couldn't help laughing, and with her, he really had a pleasant mood that was inexplicably aroused.

"But it's good that you have this idea, you have to have this craft." Xie Wenchang added.

One sentence made Mu Chun immediately deflated.

"It seems to make a lot of sense, then Wenchang, can you teach me?"

Looking at Mu Chun's expectant expression, Xie Wenchang didn't know how to answer, after all, pickling is also a craft, and it is impossible to say that he can learn it, but thinking that Mu Chun is usually diligent, Xie Wenchang still replied with half reservations.

"I can teach, but whether I can learn or not is your business."

"That's a deal! You've got to teach me! Mu Chun's expectations in her heart were even worse, she knew that Xie Wenchang was very good at cooking and something, and she felt that the taste was even better than that in the restaurant yesterday, and there should be no big problem.

Pickles are something that everyone can make, and if they can be sold, of course, they want the best, plus there is such a thing as packaging, and a variety of more varieties of flavors and vegetables, Mu Chun is still quite confident.

At least in terms of novelty, she felt sure!

Mu Chun's hand touched the wallet in his pocket slightly, and took it out: "By the way, Wenchang, I bought you something." ”

Before Xie Wenchang asked, a cold and cold thing was stuffed into his hand, it felt very good, he looked down, it was a small cowhide wallet with a delicate style, which was placed on his lap.

"I thought, you are a big man, sometimes you have to bring some money or something when you go out, you should be able to use a wallet, now you can't buy expensive watches, and those that are purchased in the store are pediatric electronic watches, and when I make money, I must buy a famous watch for you!"

Mu Chun thought of those Swedish watches, and felt that he must be very compatible with Xie Wenchang's temperament, polite and scholarly.

A famous watch is worth thousands, Xie Wenchang thought about it, still held Mu Chun's hand, and said earnestly: "Don't break the bank, do some business well, and when the business becomes bigger in the future, you can do whatever you want with money." ”

What Mu Chun was worried about still happened, and she hung her head and looked a little depressed: "That's not it...... I think it would be more convenient if you had a wallet for any occasion. ”

Seeing Mu Chun bow his head as if he was a little self-reproachful and annoyed, Xie Wenchang panicked slightly, took her into his arms and gently touched her head with his hand.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, I didn't say what you meant, I just don't think these things are really worth it. I don't have a place to store money on weekdays, and the purse you embroidered for me can also be used. ”

It turned out that the purse was embroidered by the former master to Xie Wenchang, so why did he hate him and have that vicious impression?

Mu Chun didn't understand a little, but he was a little bit tasteful, this is probably me, I eat my own vinegar?