Chapter Ninety-Two: The Fragile Little Princess of Glass

"Boom la la ......"

A spring of water is poured over the green vegetables.

Jiang Xiaoqing's eyes widened and waited for the change.

One second, two seconds......

One minute, two minutes......

After ten minutes, Jiang Xiaoqing didn't see any difference, she had to give up and muttered in a low voice: "Is it still a while before I can see what has changed?" ”

Or is the effect of the spring water not what she thinks it is at all?

It's just that, no matter how much you guess, Jiang Xiaoqing is not stupid enough to take a sip with his mouth.

What if this spring is poisonous!

If she burps in one bite, who will she reason with?

"Let's wait a day or two."

Jiang Xiaoqing no longer looked at the space, but just took out the draft book, "If the dish doesn't change, go to the vegetable market and buy a chicken to try poison." ”

The first floor of her space can be used to grow vegetables, accelerate the growth rate of crops, and also have the effect of preserving freshness.

Presumably, the role of the spring water will not be simple.

Jiang Xiaoqing will not waste space, this "big treasure"!

Putting the matter of spring water behind him for the time being, Jiang Xiaoqing began to concentrate on the draft drawings of the flowers.

This is a major event related to whether she can make money in the future!

At half past five in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaoqing stopped drawing the design.

Rubbing his sore wrist, Jiang Xiaoqing flipped through today's work, revealing a satisfied expression.

Unlike twenty years later, jewelry design blossomed in different ways.

In 1992, the concept and impression of jewelry in China were still relatively simple.

Jiang Xiaoqing didn't make the design drawings too fancy, trying to be simple and attractive, with some highlights as the center.

What's more, with the current technology, the factory assembly line can't make too fancy things, a little simpler, but easy to mass-produce, and the cost price will not be too expensive.

"I'll go to the county tomorrow to sell all the vegetables in the space, and then ask about the jewelry processing factory, how much cooperation fee is needed!"

Carefully receiving the sketchbook into the space, Jiang Xiaoqing got up and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

In the evening, the family came back from outside, sat down at the table in a circle, and ate happily.

Jiang Xiaoqing took this opportunity and took the initiative to say: "Mom, I want to go to the county seat tomorrow, and it just so happens that the vegetables I bought two days ago are almost finished, so I'll buy some more." ”

"Okay."

Fang Hong didn't think about it, so she nodded and agreed, and she asked again, "Do you want your brother to accompany you?" ”

Let Jiang Xiaoqing go out with a girl, Fang Hong is still a little worried.

"No, no, no."

Jiang Xiaoqing hurriedly waved her hand, she still has to find a way to sell the vegetables in the space today!

If she brings Jiang Zhou, it will be inconvenient for her to do things.

With a roll of her eyes, Jiang Xiaoqing immediately thought of a perfect excuse, she said: "Mom, I just went to the county town to buy vegetables, remember the road, I won't get lost!" ”

After a pause, she said again: "Moreover, the weather is hot now, and you are tired from working in the field, big brother helps you, and you are more comfortable." ”

Before Fang Hong could speak, Jiang Zhou frowned slightly, and said with some worry: "You are alone, is it really okay?" ”

His younger sister used to be very introverted, so she rarely went out alone.

Although Jiang Xiaoqing has somehow recently changed his personality and became lively and outgoing.

But he, who is an elder brother, still can't help it, and as before, he treats his sister as a fragile glass princess and protects him well.

"Big brother, in another month, I will be sixteen years old! Don't they all say that five-year-olds can go out and make soy sauce? ”

Jiang Xiaoqing was very helpless, feeling that no matter how old she was, her family treated her like a child.

She wrinkled her nose with some dissatisfaction and said, "I'm fifteen or sixteen years old, can't I even buy a dish?" ”

Seeing Jiang Xiaoqing's awkward appearance, Jiang Zhou also seemed to feel that he was overly concerned, scratching his head, and some didn't know what to say.

Fang Hong looked at the interaction between her two children and couldn't help laughing, the children have grown up and have their own ideas.

"Alright, alright."

She came out to play a round and made a final decision: "Then Xiaoqing will go to the county seat by herself tomorrow, but you must pay attention to safety on the road and come back early!" ”