Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money
Chapter 618 Cooperation
Chapter 618 Cooperation
Don't listen to the sound of rain in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.
Who's afraid of bamboo stick shoes lighter than horses?
A smoky rain and a life.
The spring breeze awakens and the wine is slightly cold.
The mountain top is slanting but greets each other.Looking back at the place that has always been bleak, when I go back, there is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.
When Nian Shutong read Su Shi's Ding Fengshui by chance, he drew an ink painting on the spur of the moment.
Today's poem, this painting, meet everyone in Yu's mansion.
A shot is the pinnacle.
The painting environment has affected almost all the people present. Immersed in the painting, it feels like a lifetime in a moment.
When everyone woke up, I don't know how many people turned their attention to Madame Butterfly, who gave it to her?
Does that mean that there is still such a painting, one must be collected in one's lifetime.
"Ancient books! The Analects!"
"Oh my god! It's the Analects of Confucius!"
"Old Yu, you must lend me a read, you must."
After the paintings, both Yu Ruyi and the Analects of Confucius were discovered, and everyone was amazed by Yu Ruyi, but in terms of rarity, it is indeed not as good as the ancient book Analects.
Moreover, Yu Lao has many friends in the literary world, and their obsession with the Analects of Confucius is definitely no less than that of Lao Lao, and some are even worse.
Yu Laoyi agreed and said: "Don't worry, everyone, I will never enjoy this ancient book exclusively, and I will definitely disclose the contents inside, so that everyone can appreciate it together."
"Yu Lao, you are Gao Yi."
"Thank you."
Everyone expressed their thanks one after another, and the words of praise were endless.
After Mr. Yu introduced the three things, the banquet officially began.
The whole banquet is in the form of self-service, everyone chats, eats and drinks at will, it is very free, and there are not too many rules.
Yu Lao also has a lot of guests, no matter what the purpose of this banquet is, he always wants to communicate and entertain the guests.
Madame Butterfly, played by Nian Shutong, is on her own side, holding a glass of water in her hand, drinking slowly.
"Hello."
Nian Shutong put down the water glass in his hand, and looked at the... man who greeted him.
man?Useless.
What she wants to attract is the eyes of women, and women are the main consumers of silk.
In the man's eyes, Madame Butterfly just glanced at him lightly, but as if insulted, she quickly took it back without saying a word.
"Hello, my name is Li Ru, nice to meet you."
The man stretched out a hand and put on what he thought was the most beautiful smile.
Nian Shutong put down the water glass again, the face covered by a mask couldn't see clearly, but the eyes were too cold.
"Put away the calculations in your eyes, maybe you can still look like a human being."
With a sound of "dang", the sound of the water glass being slammed heavily on the table, Nian Shutong turned around coldly, without a trace of nostalgia.
The man at the back looked at Madame Butterfly's back and sneered, not knowing how to compliment her.
At this time, Nian Shutong had just walked a few steps away when a woman stepped back and stepped on her foot. The woman immediately turned around and apologized to Nian Shutong very apologetically: "I'm really sorry, it's my fault."
Nian Shutong waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just wipe it off."
A white and flawless silk handkerchief suddenly appeared in her palm, and she squatted gracefully to wipe off the nonexistent dirt.
Immediately afterwards, he threw the enviable silk handkerchief to a passing waiter.
"Please throw it away for me."
"Ok."
The waiter was holding a silk handkerchief, and he didn't know it very well, so he turned around and threw it away.
"Hey... It's a pity to throw it away." The lady who stepped on her foot couldn't hide her distress.
"Please don't get me wrong, I use this kind of handkerchief as a tissue, and it has nothing to do with you."
Nian Shutong politely explained that just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by the woman in front of her. Not only that, but there were several women behind her.
Nian Shutong felt a little happy in his heart, only with more women can he make money.
"I take the liberty of following Mr. Yu's address and call you Madam Butterfly. I am the wife of the He family."
"Hello, Mrs. He."
Nian Shutong's polite attitude relieved Mrs. He a little, and she began to ask about the silk.
"I want to ask, do you have a lot of silk in your house?"
Nian Shutong only showed a pair of eyes, and said puzzledly: "Did you say this?"
She took out several silk handkerchiefs again, and held them casually in the palm of her hand. Looking at the ladies on the opposite side, their hearts were wrinkled. Be careful, don't get wrinkled.
"Yes, this is it. Do you have many?"
"Yeah, all the clothes in our house are made of this, it's not good, it's not strong."
hiss---
All the ladies gasped when they heard this answer, it was too extravagant.
Who else would work in silk?
Mrs. He is obviously the leader of these people, she continued: "I know this request is a bit presumptuous, but we really like the silk in your hand, can you sell us some?"
"No need to be so troublesome, these are given to everyone as a meeting gift."
Nian Shutong let go of the silk in his hands, and gave it to Mrs. He first, and finally took out some, and gave it to every lady who came behind.
When these ladies were still immersed in the silky texture of silk, Nian Shutong had already left.
Nian Shutong, who walked out of his wife's encirclement, was stopped again. They were two brothers from the Chuan family.
The head of the Chuan family, who is also Chuan Taiyi's eldest brother, dragged Chuan Taiyi with one hand, and walked in front of Nian Shutong with a face full of shame.
"Madame Butterfly, I am this incompetent elder brother. His behavior today is so offensive. I have come here to apologize."
Patriarch Chuan took Chuan Taiyi behind him and bowed and apologized very sincerely.
The second goal of Nian Shutong is to find someone who can make clothes. The Chuan family is definitely the best choice, so she said generously, "It's fine, don't worry about it."
Don't mind?That's okay.
Patriarch Chuan continued to apologize, full of sincerity, and Madame Butterfly, played by Nian Shutong, began to feel embarrassed, and the two began to talk slowly.
"Oh, what a coincidence, my family also makes some fabrics, but they are all for our own use."
"Really? Then we are really destined. Our Chuan family has been running the fabric business for generations, and we also have some garment factories of our own." Seeing the topic getting closer, the head of the Chuan family finally asked the question he cared about: "This Silk is also made by you yourself."
"Yes, it's the simplest."
It was just the simplest sentence, and Chuan Taiyi who was behind almost wanted to rush up again, but was stopped by Patriarch Chuan's calm kick.
The two chatted more and more speculatively, and talked a lot about the production of fabrics.
Finally, Patriarch Chuan finally asked his own question: "I wonder if the two of us can cooperate."
"How to cooperate?"
"Just cooperate with silk. If you provide silk, we can produce designs and then make clothes, taking the high-end route. How about the division between our two companies?"
(End of this chapter)
Don't listen to the sound of rain in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.
Who's afraid of bamboo stick shoes lighter than horses?
A smoky rain and a life.
The spring breeze awakens and the wine is slightly cold.
The mountain top is slanting but greets each other.Looking back at the place that has always been bleak, when I go back, there is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.
When Nian Shutong read Su Shi's Ding Fengshui by chance, he drew an ink painting on the spur of the moment.
Today's poem, this painting, meet everyone in Yu's mansion.
A shot is the pinnacle.
The painting environment has affected almost all the people present. Immersed in the painting, it feels like a lifetime in a moment.
When everyone woke up, I don't know how many people turned their attention to Madame Butterfly, who gave it to her?
Does that mean that there is still such a painting, one must be collected in one's lifetime.
"Ancient books! The Analects!"
"Oh my god! It's the Analects of Confucius!"
"Old Yu, you must lend me a read, you must."
After the paintings, both Yu Ruyi and the Analects of Confucius were discovered, and everyone was amazed by Yu Ruyi, but in terms of rarity, it is indeed not as good as the ancient book Analects.
Moreover, Yu Lao has many friends in the literary world, and their obsession with the Analects of Confucius is definitely no less than that of Lao Lao, and some are even worse.
Yu Laoyi agreed and said: "Don't worry, everyone, I will never enjoy this ancient book exclusively, and I will definitely disclose the contents inside, so that everyone can appreciate it together."
"Yu Lao, you are Gao Yi."
"Thank you."
Everyone expressed their thanks one after another, and the words of praise were endless.
After Mr. Yu introduced the three things, the banquet officially began.
The whole banquet is in the form of self-service, everyone chats, eats and drinks at will, it is very free, and there are not too many rules.
Yu Lao also has a lot of guests, no matter what the purpose of this banquet is, he always wants to communicate and entertain the guests.
Madame Butterfly, played by Nian Shutong, is on her own side, holding a glass of water in her hand, drinking slowly.
"Hello."
Nian Shutong put down the water glass in his hand, and looked at the... man who greeted him.
man?Useless.
What she wants to attract is the eyes of women, and women are the main consumers of silk.
In the man's eyes, Madame Butterfly just glanced at him lightly, but as if insulted, she quickly took it back without saying a word.
"Hello, my name is Li Ru, nice to meet you."
The man stretched out a hand and put on what he thought was the most beautiful smile.
Nian Shutong put down the water glass again, the face covered by a mask couldn't see clearly, but the eyes were too cold.
"Put away the calculations in your eyes, maybe you can still look like a human being."
With a sound of "dang", the sound of the water glass being slammed heavily on the table, Nian Shutong turned around coldly, without a trace of nostalgia.
The man at the back looked at Madame Butterfly's back and sneered, not knowing how to compliment her.
At this time, Nian Shutong had just walked a few steps away when a woman stepped back and stepped on her foot. The woman immediately turned around and apologized to Nian Shutong very apologetically: "I'm really sorry, it's my fault."
Nian Shutong waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just wipe it off."
A white and flawless silk handkerchief suddenly appeared in her palm, and she squatted gracefully to wipe off the nonexistent dirt.
Immediately afterwards, he threw the enviable silk handkerchief to a passing waiter.
"Please throw it away for me."
"Ok."
The waiter was holding a silk handkerchief, and he didn't know it very well, so he turned around and threw it away.
"Hey... It's a pity to throw it away." The lady who stepped on her foot couldn't hide her distress.
"Please don't get me wrong, I use this kind of handkerchief as a tissue, and it has nothing to do with you."
Nian Shutong politely explained that just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by the woman in front of her. Not only that, but there were several women behind her.
Nian Shutong felt a little happy in his heart, only with more women can he make money.
"I take the liberty of following Mr. Yu's address and call you Madam Butterfly. I am the wife of the He family."
"Hello, Mrs. He."
Nian Shutong's polite attitude relieved Mrs. He a little, and she began to ask about the silk.
"I want to ask, do you have a lot of silk in your house?"
Nian Shutong only showed a pair of eyes, and said puzzledly: "Did you say this?"
She took out several silk handkerchiefs again, and held them casually in the palm of her hand. Looking at the ladies on the opposite side, their hearts were wrinkled. Be careful, don't get wrinkled.
"Yes, this is it. Do you have many?"
"Yeah, all the clothes in our house are made of this, it's not good, it's not strong."
hiss---
All the ladies gasped when they heard this answer, it was too extravagant.
Who else would work in silk?
Mrs. He is obviously the leader of these people, she continued: "I know this request is a bit presumptuous, but we really like the silk in your hand, can you sell us some?"
"No need to be so troublesome, these are given to everyone as a meeting gift."
Nian Shutong let go of the silk in his hands, and gave it to Mrs. He first, and finally took out some, and gave it to every lady who came behind.
When these ladies were still immersed in the silky texture of silk, Nian Shutong had already left.
Nian Shutong, who walked out of his wife's encirclement, was stopped again. They were two brothers from the Chuan family.
The head of the Chuan family, who is also Chuan Taiyi's eldest brother, dragged Chuan Taiyi with one hand, and walked in front of Nian Shutong with a face full of shame.
"Madame Butterfly, I am this incompetent elder brother. His behavior today is so offensive. I have come here to apologize."
Patriarch Chuan took Chuan Taiyi behind him and bowed and apologized very sincerely.
The second goal of Nian Shutong is to find someone who can make clothes. The Chuan family is definitely the best choice, so she said generously, "It's fine, don't worry about it."
Don't mind?That's okay.
Patriarch Chuan continued to apologize, full of sincerity, and Madame Butterfly, played by Nian Shutong, began to feel embarrassed, and the two began to talk slowly.
"Oh, what a coincidence, my family also makes some fabrics, but they are all for our own use."
"Really? Then we are really destined. Our Chuan family has been running the fabric business for generations, and we also have some garment factories of our own." Seeing the topic getting closer, the head of the Chuan family finally asked the question he cared about: "This Silk is also made by you yourself."
"Yes, it's the simplest."
It was just the simplest sentence, and Chuan Taiyi who was behind almost wanted to rush up again, but was stopped by Patriarch Chuan's calm kick.
The two chatted more and more speculatively, and talked a lot about the production of fabrics.
Finally, Patriarch Chuan finally asked his own question: "I wonder if the two of us can cooperate."
"How to cooperate?"
"Just cooperate with silk. If you provide silk, we can produce designs and then make clothes, taking the high-end route. How about the division between our two companies?"
(End of this chapter)
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