In the Zhiqing point, Wen Lan looked at Lin Nianhe's sketch, wrinkled her brows and pondered for a long time, and asked, "Hezi, what are you doing with all these bells and whistles?" ”

Lin Nianhe knocked the hazelnut with a clatter, and replied vaguely when he heard the words: "Hair flower, isn't it obvious?" ”

Wen Lan turned the paper around several times, and was stunned that she couldn't tell how to look at it. She looked at Lin Nianhe with a puzzled face, and reached out to pull her braid: "You are not short of money, don't you want to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy ready-made?" What are you doing with all this effort? ”

Lin Nianhe stretched out his hand to straighten the paper, pointed to the pattern and said, "Don't you think this looks better than what the supply and marketing cooperatives sell?" ”

Sister Lan pouted and studied for a long time, and reluctantly nodded: "It's a little stronger than the supply and marketing cooperative." ”

"Can you make it?" Lin Nianhe didn't bother to explain to her, so he asked directly.

Wen Lan squinted her eyes and looked at it for a while: "I can try, but you don't even look like this, I'm not sure I can make the same for you." ”

"Okay, okay," Lin Nianhe nodded again and again, "I believe in Sister Lan's craftsmanship!" ”

"Pull it down, I don't even believe in myself."

The gadgets like the head flower are different from the clothes, this is a delicate job, Wen Lan has never seen the finished product, and she has never made similar gadgets before - to be precise, Wen Lan has never seen the finished head flower up close before, and the conditions of her family can't afford the head flower, and the glass wire she used before was still her mother felt that she was leaving home to go to the countryside, so she gritted her teeth and bought it for her.

In addition to these external reasons, the pattern drawn by Lin Nianhe is still a finished picture, and what it can be made depends on Sister Lan's performance.

Sister Lan...... Didn't play well.

Wen Lan took the red yarn and compared it on Lin Nianhe's braid, and her tone was a little weak: "Ahem...... Hezi, why don't you make do with it? ”

Lin Nianhe: "If I use it myself...... I can't make do with it myself! ”

How to describe this finished product?

Probably - if both of them knew that it was a head flower, then even if they were tortured for forty-nine days, they would not have the face to say that it was a head flower.

Wen Lan herself was a little blind, she wrinkled her brows and picked up the small scissors, intending to disassemble and reassemble them.

"Wait, I don't believe it yet......"

Wang Shumei walked in with an enamel basin, and inside was freshly washed pears.

She put down the basin casually and beckoned, "I've been busy for a long time, eat some pears...... Ay? Xiaolan, what are you doing by making a good red gauze into a rag? ”

Wen Lan: "......"

Lin Nianhe: "Poof......"

Wen Lan learned tailoring work with her eldest sister when she was a teenager, but she never thought that she would plant a small head flower.

She pinched the little scissors and gritted her teeth with a clucking sound.

Wang Shumei took a step back very sensibly, swallowed her saliva and whispered, "That...... I suddenly remembered that I was going to send a letter, you and you two were playing, and I would go first! ”

Lin Nianhe scolded in his heart, "no righteousness", and silently moved to the door: "Sister Lan, you get it first, I also have a letter......

"Sit down!"

Wen Lan glared.

Lin Nianhe honestly sat back on the stool.

Wen Lan rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth to remove the stitches. It didn't look like it was going to work, but it looked like it was dismembering the enemy.

Lin Nianhe saw a chill behind him, and persuaded with a dry smile: "Sister Lan, why don't you rest?" This job is actually not urgent, and it is also an errand for the textile factory, so I can give them the drawings and let them do it themselves. ”

Tailor Wen felt that this was a challenge in her career, and she felt that she could do it.

Lin Nianhe honked for a while, and saw that Wen Lan was still gritting her teeth and competing with Touhua, so she simply didn't persuade her, opened the book casually, and continued to draw with a pencil.

These head flowers are the "benefits" she promised Wang Xiao.

That day, what she didn't say was-

"Uncle Wang, actually, I still have something to report to you...... When our village school was not open before, our principal took some rags from them, and I have seen all those cloth heads, not to mention the textile factories in Beijing or Shanghai, and its quality is far from the quality of the textile factories in the provincial capital. ”

Wang Xiaoyan also had a headache about this, and covered his head to explain: "The equipment in our factory is eliminated by the provincial textile factory, and I want to produce high-quality cloth, but it's not that there is no money to introduce new equipment!" ”

"I have a way to sell the products of the Lanxian Textile Factory to the provincial capital or even the capital." Lin Nianhe said with a smile.

As soon as Wang Xiaoyan heard that he didn't need to spend money to change equipment, he immediately became interested in listening carefully: "You talk about it, I'll listen." As he spoke, he took out his work notes and took them more seriously than the students listened to the lecture.

As a result, Lin Nianhe only said two words slowly: "Head flower." ”

Wang Xiao wrote down two words seriously, and after waiting for a long time without waiting for the next word, she asked her with little stars in her eyes: "Then what?" ”

"No," Lin Nianhe said, "the head flower does not have high requirements for the quality of the fabric, so I don't need to change the equipment, I can draw a design for the textile factory, as long as the thing is done well, it will not be sold in the big city." Although this kind of gadget seems to have a low price, the profit is still very good. ”

Wang Xiao pondered for a while, hesitated and said, "But no matter how beautiful the head flower is, it is just a head flower, how many people can buy it?" ”

Lin Nianhe: "You don't understand women. ”

"This and this ......"

"Uncle Wang, do you believe me?"

"Then you must believe it!"

"Then let me try, I don't have to invest much anyway."

Wang Xiao gritted her teeth and pondered for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay!" ”

Lin Nianhe had already thought about the production of head flowers, and the inspiration came from the envy of several girls in the class for Zheng Shan's braided little head flowers.

She initially wanted to cooperate with the textile factory in the provincial capital, because the fabric patterns of the textile factory in the provincial capital were indeed better. But she heard from Zheng Lirong's meaning that other factories were not interested in this gadget.

Relying on it is not a business and a resource, so she can only support a "hometown enterprise" by herself.

Originally, Lin Nianhe wanted to wait for the match factory to stabilize before finding an opportunity to mention this matter to Principal Wu, so that her second sister could match up and find a way, but Wang Xiao didn't send it to the door by herself......

It's not difficult to draw a design for the head flower, there are almost 360 lines of information in her space, and adding a little innovation to the current mainstream aesthetic is enough to beat the existing head flower.

"Hezi! What are you drawing? ”

Tailor Wen let out a frightened whisper, dragging Lin Nianhe's thoughts back.

She looked at the drawing paper in her hand, and then looked at Sister Lan's expression of wanting to cry or not, and her heart was weak and embarrassed: "Another, another flower ......"

Wen Lan stared at her, as if she was looking at a devil.

(End of chapter)