Wang Xiao knew that Li Dahe treasured his hair, so he believed in Lin Nianhe's words - if Li Dahe lost his hair because of this, he didn't need others to do it, and he himself could kick Lin Nianhe from the head of the village to the end of the village.

With this poisonous oath, Wang Xiao no longer hesitated, and immediately went to the director of the textile factory to talk about removing the workers to make hair flowers.

The workers in the textile factory are all veteran craftsmen, and it is not difficult to learn to make hair flowers, and it is estimated that they can learn all of them in half a day.

The factory director was very worried, and dragged Wang Xiao to ask, "Leader, we really don't make quilts?" Let's just sell quilt covers to live! What if we don't make a quilt?"

Wang Xiao showed him Lin Nianhe's arrogant attitude towards him: "Can you be a factory director? This is not to tell you, make the head flower first, make the head flower! Your quilt cover won't delay anything for a month, and it won't be sold anyway."

Factory Manager: "......"

"New Love" just appeared and disliked his quilt? Isn't this the time to pat him on the shoulder and say, "Our textile factory has the best quilt cover in the world"?

Today's leadership is quite vigorous, so that the factory director is speechless. Since the leaders have arranged it this way, then he will do it.

The factory director swallowed his grievances, took out the quality of the hair flowers that were checked very well, and asked, "Leader, these head flowers have passed the quality inspection, so I will send them to the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"What are you doing with the supply and marketing cooperatives? These don't sell, I'm useful!" Wang Xiao said, picking up the sack one by one.

The factory director was stunned, almost crying, and pulled the corner of Wang Xiao's clothes and didn't let go: "Don't sell? Leader, I made this with real money, and it cost a total of ninety-eight yuan including the raw materials!"

"Your eyelids can see half a meter in front of your feet," Wang Xiao pouted, pulling away his hand with disgust, "Okay, you just do a good job of production, you can't let the factory lose money."

After he finished speaking, he took two sacks and left.

The factory director stood in place, snapping his fingers and muttering, "It's not a loss, it's a loss of ninety-eight......

Wang Xiao returned to the commune office like a gust of wind, and before she had time to warm her hands, she said to Lin Nianhe diligently: "Xiaolin! After the quality inspection of the head flower, you see, I know you are in a hurry, so I will get it back for you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, for your hard work."

Lin Nianhe immediately put down the water cup and stood up and opened the sack.

Inside the sack were small cloth bags, packed with head flowers according to different styles.

Lin Nianhe opened one and looked at it, nodding: "It's not bad, it's almost the same as I expected."

Wang Xiao was like a primary school student who had finally been praised by the teacher, grinning very happily.

Lin Nianhe dragged the sack to the table, and said as he took things out, "By the way, Uncle Wang, I just thought that the flowers we sell are not like these bargains that are available now, so I plan to get a bag for it."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Lin Nianhe took a piece of paper, tore it a few times and folded it a few times, wrote the word "Lan" in a chic and beautiful font, and wrote the size on each side of it.

She handed the handmade paper bag to Wang Xiao and said, "Find a printing house to order a batch of paper bags, print this word on them, and put the hair flowers in them when they are officially sold."

Wang Xiao held the paper bag, and had to admit that this was indeed a bit good-looking, but-

"Is it necessary? Doesn't it cost money to buy paper bags? What's the good of that?"

Lin Nianhe didn't bother to tell him what brand effect is, and said directly: "The advantage is that you can sell for two cents more for a head."

"Oh oh oh, then I'll go find the printing house!"

"Okay, I'll send my hair out today...... Oh yes, 10,000 paper bags are worth 10 yuan, don't order too many for the first time, 100,000 at most."

"Okay!"

There is no printing factory in Lan County, but there is one in the city, Wang Xiao had several dealings with the director of the printing factory when he went to the city for a meeting, and immediately took Lin Nianhe's handmade sample paper bag to the train station.

Fortunately, there will be a train to the city in ten minutes, otherwise Wang Xiao would have been able to run along the tracks.

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, Uncle Niu was talking with Niu Wa, and next door, Su Yuncheng was helping Lin Nianhe divide the head flower into four parts.

Lin Nianhe is going to give away 500 flowers, and now there are 600 here, and she doesn't plan to send the remaining 100 out, just leave them for the time being.

Su Yuncheng said while parting the flowers, "Why don't you send the rest to Xie Yuguo? He also has some weight in Shanghai, so let him send it to the art troupe."

He was a little worried about Lin Nianhe's military order, thinking that if he could get Xie Yuguo to pass the flower to the Shanghai market, he would be able to sell more.

"There's no rush in Shanghai, when the capital sells out, they will naturally come over." Lin Nianhe said.

"The system you just talked about......

Su Yuncheng looked up at Lin Nianhe with a little doubt in his eyes: "It's not taught by school, right?"

"Shhhh......h

"What book?"

"I can't say that." Lin Nianhe smiled and bent his eyes, "Don't ask, anyway, the book is not in my hand now, and no one will see it when I read it."

Su Yuncheng pressed his eyebrows and reminded her, "When others ask about it in the future, they will say that you thought it yourself."

"Of course I said that to others, but you are the one who asked me."

Su Yuncheng: "......!"

He knew that she was different to himself.

Lin Nianhe saw that his ears were red, and he planned to add to the fire.

She put her hand in front of him and said, "It's so cold, my hands are freezing."

Su Yuncheng looked at the thin and white little hand in front of him, and his heart was agitated.

After a few moments, he took the gloves and put them on her.

Lin Nianhe: "......?"

Isn't it time to hold a small hand?

What does it mean for him to wear gloves on himself?

Su Yuncheng said very considerately: "You rest, go bake the fire for a while, I'll get it."

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Should she praise him for not being messy, or should she blame him for not being messy?

Lin Nianhe didn't want to praise or complain, he wore gloves and played with the flowers on his head and continued to work.

Men are too difficult to understand, but she is still more likely to make money.

In the afternoon, Xiao Li left with Uncle Niu, and the old man's spirit was much better, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

When he saw Lin Nianhe, he bowed to her very solemnly.

"Thank you, thank you, girl Lin...... I was wrong at the beginning, thank you for taking care of the baby...... Seeing that he is doing well now, I can close my eyes even if I die......

"Girl, this kindness...... I will repay you as a cow and a horse in the next life......

Lin Nianhe's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly helped him up and whispered, "Don't be like this, you have to live well, the cow baby is still waiting for you."

"yes, yes, yes......"

When Uncle Niu walked, his steps were no longer heavy, as if he had unloaded the burden he had carried for many years.

Niu Wa looked at his back and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He promised his grandfather a lot of things today, to eat well, work hard, and study hard...... Don't do anything wrong.

If he can do it, he will definitely be able to do it.

He choked back his tears, trying to keep them from falling.

He suddenly felt an extra hand on the top of his head, and when he looked up, it was Sister He He.

Lin Nianhe looked down at him, smiled and said, "If it's too sad, let's go back to the house and cry for a while, it's not good to cry outside, the tears will freeze."

Niu Wa pursed her lips and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He looked up at Lin Nianhe, and his tone was firm: "Sister He He, I want to be admitted to Peking University!"

"Good! Admitted to Peking University!"

Lin Nianhe responded to Niu Wa's words, looking at Uncle Niu in the white expanse, and his brows couldn't help frowning.