Eighty-year-old Little Wife Earns 100 Million with Space

Xu Haixia: "Okay, but if you make it there, I'll supply it here too!"

City B has a lot of money.People don't give up money for a pair of pajamas.

"Of course! Anyway, I have new products over there, let them send you a batch. In short, the transportation is also very convenient!"

Cheng Yongli thought from the bottom of his heart, this trip is really worth it.

He sent the refrigerator.

A fool paid the fare for him.

Now he has a drawing of the pajamas.If anything else, he'd be happier.

Xu Haixia said: "Brother Cheng, I have an idea!"

"Make money?" Cheng Yongli asked.

"Yeah! It's about clothes, but it's different!"

"You say it, you say it!"

"This is the clothes that women wear inside!" I saw it when Brother Hai and I went to S City a few years ago. "

This is actually a woman's underwear.

Underpants weren't very popular in the 20s.Many women didn't see underwear until the 80s.

So Xu Haixia believes that this is also a point where he can make money.

"I saw it in Hong Kong City!" But our factory can't produce it! "Cheng said.

"Then find someone to cooperate with!" We are not in a hurry.don't worry.We'll have this on the agenda when we open our second clothing store. "

Xu Haixia's second clothing store will cooperate with Cheng Yongli.

Then, according to the previous method, the amount of money will be more, and the proportion of dividends will be more.

"Okay, I will pay attention to this matter. I will send someone to study in S City tomorrow to see if I can produce it myself!"

If you are not worried now, Cheng Yongli is not.

"All right!"

Dealing with merchants is actually quite simple.

Everyone has a common goal, which is to make money.

Cheng Yongli wants to make money.She also wants to make money.

After all, she saved enough money and became a producer herself.

In the afternoon, Xu Haixia didn't go to the store.He closed the door, wrote and drew in the room.

In fact, there are not many types of pajamas.

If there is, it is mainly the difference between the fabrics.

In her opinion, the best is of course silk.If Cheng Yongli and his factory can produce it, Xu Haixia will have a bunch.

Either way, she still has room.

Speaking of space, Xu Haixia remembered that she hadn't seen her precious bowl for a long time.

She used to sleep alone in a room.

At night, we can copy something from the cornucopia.

She's been hiding it away since she got married, and I don't know if the cornucopia gets dusty or not.

So Xu Haixia stopped writing and took out the cornucopia.

It was the same broken bowl with the mouth open.From the outside, this isn't surprising.Even Chen Meizhen used it as a chicken feeder.Who knows, it has nothing to copy, but it has its own space.

Xu Haixia wiped the cornucopia clean, put it aside, and continued to draw.

Draw, draw, and sleep.

When she woke up again, she found that the cornucopia on the table was gone.

Xu Haixia was very worried.

I've looked in and out of the house, but can't find it.

"Mom, have you seen my basin?" Xu Haixia rushed out.At this time, it's time to get off work.

"Basin what?" Chen Meizhen asked.

"This is...that's what we used to feed the chickens!" Xu Haixia said, her forehead sweating.

"You said that, I'm curious. Why did you take that pot of marijuana to get married and go to college?" Chen said slowly.

"Mom, now is not the time to talk about this, where is the washbasin?"

Chen Meizhen saw that her daughter was very anxious, pointed to the direction of the clothing store and said, "Mom bought some peaches in the refrigerator, one for each of them, and they ate them all. I put yours in a basin and put them in the refrigerator!"