Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 87 Xu Zhiqing's Fiancé

"Yes!" Yu Xiaomin said, "If you have fabric and want to make clothes, just give it to me. Just tell me what kind you want, and I promise I can make it beautifully for you."

She didn't want to live in the educated youth camp at first, but Xu Qinghuan invited her to live with him, and she couldn't resist the temptation.

Who knew that after living together, she would take advantage of them almost every meal.

Yu Xiaomin doesn't like to take advantage of others. No matter how good a friend is, he won't be able to stay together for long if he doesn't know what's good for him.

After she came back from work every day, she was the first to do the housework, go up the mountain to collect firewood, fill the water tank with water, and she was also the first to cook.

This would make her feel a little relieved, but it would be difficult for her to feel completely relieved.

Qiao Xinyu just came out and said, "Now you know, Xiaomin is really good at making clothes. She said she learned from an old tailor before. The old tailor's ancestors made clothes for the palace. She is good at embroidering cheongsams, which are so beautiful."

However, I don’t dare to take these out now.

Xu Qinghuan was astonished. "Xiaomin, you're holding such a golden rice bowl but have nothing to eat. What's going on? How about I go buy a sewing machine, and the three of us can join forces and exchange it for some food?"

Qiao Xinyu understood Xu Qinghuan's intention as soon as she heard it. She also noticed that Yu Xiaomin lived a very humble life with them.

Yu Xiaomin was startled and quickly looked outside. "What are you talking about? Isn't this speculation?"

She was afraid that someone would hear what Xu Qinghuan said and then drag her to the barracks for reform.

Qiao Xinyu was a bold person and said nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of? It's fine as long as no one knows about it. But I do have an idea."

Xu Qinghuan knew what she was planning when he saw her expression. "If you want to open a clothing processing factory, I can help you with clothing design. However, you have to think clearly about the source of fabrics. It's a big problem."

Productivity is limited now, especially for industrial products, which are in short supply. Otherwise, why would we have bills?

This is also the reason why the planned economy exists.

Qiao Xinyu thought she was quite clever. She shrugged her cute little nose and said, "Anyway, I want to do it. I don't want to farm anymore. Farming every day makes me want to die. If I build a factory, I won't have to farm anymore. Maybe I'll even have a chance to go to the city."

Huanhuan, we've agreed that you'll be in charge of the design, and Xiaomin, if I get the fabric, you'll be in charge of sewing."

Xu Qinghuan really admired her best friend. To show her support, she said, "Okay, I'll make the first investment for you. I'll buy this sewing machine first. If you can make it, I'll give you a portion of the shares. If not, even a small investment can make our lives better."

At the very least, give Yu Xiaomin a platform to make money.

"Okay, it's settled!" Qiao Xinyu said, "Let me tell you, I've heard my dad say before that some fabrics in their factory sell well, while others don't. Also, there are many textile mills in Shen City, and everyone has limited stock. The factory's profitability isn't as good as everyone thinks."

To put it bluntly, the current circulation of materials is not so good due to transportation reasons, which has led to unbalanced economic development in various regions and has been greatly restricted.

Xu Qinghuan felt that her best friend was truly talented, and she supported her as well.

There are still more than three years until the resumption of the college entrance examination in 77, which is enough time for them to make a career in this countryside.

She wants to be a lazy person, but her bestie wants to achieve great things, so naturally she has to follow her and charge into battle!
Yu Xiaomin was still confused. How could they plan to do such a big thing in the early morning with just a few words?

She followed Xu Qinghuan out of the house in a daze. After walking a distance, she saw the educated youth camp and came to her senses. "Oh, you guys are going to the city, why should I follow you? I have things to do."

A few days ago, Xu Qinghuan went to the mountains every day to dig herbs, pick wild fruits, dried fruits, mushrooms and the like. She also wanted to pick some to improve her life.

Chestnuts and other foods can be used as staple food, and it is perfect to store them for the winter.

She turned and ran home.

Xu Qinghuan and Qiao Xinyu laughed. When she stopped laughing, she looked up and saw Jiang Xingye sitting on a tractor not far away, looking at them.

The moment she saw him, Xu Qinghuan's heart suddenly stabbed in pain. Jiang Xingye seemed afraid to look at her. She knew clearly that he was talking about his madness yesterday evening. He used his ferocity to protect himself and fight against the world's malice towards him, but in his opinion, this ferocity was extremely unbecoming.

His gaze quickly shifted away from her, as if his silent gaze on her just now was just an illusion.

Putting aside love at first sight, a person's admiration for the opposite sex often originates from other emotions, such as sympathy, curiosity, admiration, or pity.

Xu Qinghuan was very clear-headed. Her feelings for Jiang Xingye were also mixed with many of these factors.

He had a miserable childhood, and Xu Qinghuan felt very sympathetic.

He is the richest man in the future, and he will strive for a bright future. She is also very curious.

He had a passionate love for her, and no matter how well he hid it, she could still get a glimpse of it. His inferiority complex also made her feel pity for him.

These things slowly become intertwined over time, and one day, when you wake up, they may ferment into another kind of emotion, such as love.

But Xu Qinghuan was not afraid.

She has no worries in her life and just wants to take things as they come.

"Huanhuan, what are you thinking about?" Qiao Xinyu felt Xu Qinghuan's sudden silence and asked worriedly.

"I didn't think anything!" Xu Qinghuan came back to his senses, "Oh, Xiaoyu, if you call home, ask Auntie and the others to help me."

Xu Qinghuan whispered a few words. Qiao Xinyu was stunned for a while, then nodded. "Okay, I understand. I'll ask my mother to take care of it for you."

Seeing several aunties and grandmas coming over with baskets, Xu Qinghuan quickly pulled Qiao Xinyu and said, "Hurry, hurry, go grab a good spot."

The two men ran towards the tractor with baskets on their backs. When they got close, they climbed on in a hurry and sat next to the driver's seat.

A familiar, elegant fragrance wafted into Jiang Xingye's nose. He felt that person sitting right behind him, very close. His whole body tensed up, and his heartbeat became disordered.

Soon, Chen Dewen and the other two arrived and asked Qiao Xinyu, "Going to the county?"

Qiao Xinyu nodded, and the three of them sat opposite the two of them.

"Xingye, are you going to the county?" asked an old lady.

Jiang Xingye said "hmm" indifferently, glanced back, and said with a cold face, "I'm going to pick up those educated youth who were poisoned. There will definitely not be enough seats when I come back. Don't go with so many people."

Hu E's gaze shifted to Xu Qinghuan and she asked with a smile, "Xu Zhiqing, are you going to the commune or the county?"

It depends on whether Jiang Xiaowu will abandon Xu Zhiqing in the county and not bring her back.

Xu Qinghuan knew what she was up to and laughed along, "If the tractor can't fit me when we get to the county, I'll take the bus back. Auntie, you sell eggs, right? You'll have enough money for a bus, so why not go too?"

That bus ticket is worth a dime.

Throughout the year, I can't even afford to eat an egg, so how can I have the spare money to take a car?

Hu E was furious. "Xu Zhiqing, I heard that when you went to the countryside, your fiancé's family gave you 500 yuan. Is that true or fake?"

The three words "fiancé" were like a sharp blade, piercing Jiang Xingye's heart.

No one saw his face, which looked ashen at that moment.

It’s still the third update!
One chapter of yesterday’s update was blocked. I wonder if there are any friends who missed it. I have revised it and released it now. Those who haven’t seen it can go back and read it.

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