Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 366
In the educated youth spot, Wen Lan looked at Lin Nianhe's sketches, frowned and pondered for a long time, and asked, "Hezi, what is this fancy thing you're doing?"

Lin Nianhe knocked on the hazelnuts, and replied vaguely: "Headflower, isn't it obvious?"

Wen Lan twirled the paper several times, but didn't know how to look at it, it was right.She looked at Lin Nianhe with a face full of incomprehension, and stretched out her hand to tug at her braided braids: "You don't need money, so why don't you go to the supply and marketing agency to buy ready-made ones? Why bother?"

Lin Nianhe stretched out his hand to straighten the paper, pointed to the pattern and said, "Don't you think this looks better than the one sold by the supply and marketing cooperative?"

Sister Lan pursed her lips and studied for a long time, then reluctantly nodded: "It's better than the supply and marketing cooperative."

"Then 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 have a shape, so I'm not sure I can make the same for you."

"All right, all right," Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly, "I believe in Sister Lan's craftsmanship!"

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

Small gadgets like head flowers are different from clothes. This is delicate work. Wen Lan has never seen the finished product, nor has she made similar gadgets before—to be precise, Wen Lan has never seen it up close before. The finished hair flower, her family's conditions can't afford hair flower, the glass wool she used before was bought by her mother because she thought she was going to leave home and go to the countryside.

In addition to these external reasons, Lin Nianhe's drawing is still a finished drawing, what can be made depends entirely on sister Lan's performance.

Sister Lan... didn't perform well.

Wen Lan took the ball of red gauze and compared it to Lin Nianhe's braid again and again, 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 handle it myself!"

How would you describe this finished product?
Probably - if two people didn't know it was a hair flower, then even tortured for 49 days would have no face to say it was a hair flower.

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

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

Wang Shumei came in with an enamel basin filled with freshly washed pears.

She put down the basin casually, and greeted: "I've been busy for a long time, eat some pears... Hey? Xiaolan, what are you doing with the good red gauze rubbed into a rag?"

Wen Lan: "..."

Lin Nianhe: "Pfft..."

When Wen Lan was in her teens, she learned tailoring from her eldest sister, but she never thought that she would stumble on a small hair flower.

She squeezed the small scissors and gritted her teeth.

Wang Shumei took a step back rationally, swallowed her saliva and said in a low voice, "Well... I suddenly remembered that I have to send a letter. You and you two are playing, so I'll go first!"

Lin Nianhe scolded "I have no loyalty" in his heart, and silently moved towards the door: "Sister Lan, please do it first, I also have a letter..."

"sit down!"

Wen Lan stared.

Lin Nianhe sat back on the stool honestly.

Wen Lan rolled her eyes at her, gritted her teeth and removed the stitches.That appearance didn't look like he was going to do some work, but instead he looked like he was dismembering his enemy.

Lin Nianhe's back turned cold when he saw it, and he persuaded with a dry smile: "Sister Lan, why don't you take a break? This job is not urgent, and it's an errand for a textile factory. I can give them the pictures and let them do it themselves. "

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

Lin Nianhe babbled for a while, seeing that Wen Lan was still gritting his teeth and wrestling with the headache, he simply stopped persuading him, opened his notebook casually, and continued to draw with a pencil.

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

What she didn't finish that day was——

"Uncle Wang, actually, I still have something to report to you... Before our village primary school started school, our principal took some rags from them. I have seen all those rags, let alone the capital or The textile factories in the Shanghai stock market are too old, and their quality is far behind that of the textile factories in the provincial capital."

Wang Xiaoyu was also very troubled by this, and covered his forehead and explained: "The equipment in our factory was eliminated by the textile factory in the provincial capital. I want to produce high-quality cloth, but I don't have the money to introduce new equipment! "

"I have a way. It doesn't need to change the equipment, but it can sell the products of Lanxian Textile Factory to the provincial capital or even the capital." Lin Nianhe said with a smile.

As soon as Wang Xiaoyu heard that there was no need to spend money to change the equipment, he immediately became interested in listening carefully: "Tell me, I'll listen." As he spoke, he took out his work notes, and he was more serious than students listening to lectures.

As a result, Lin Nianhe only said two words slowly: "Headflower."

Wang Xiao seriously wrote down two words, and after waiting for a long time before she could finish the text, she asked her with starry eyes: "Then what?"

"There is no more," Lin Nianhe said, "Touhua does not have high requirements on the quality of fabrics, so I don't need to change equipment. I can draw design drawings for textile factories. As long as things are well-made, they can be sold in big cities. Although the price of this gadget looks low, the profit is still considerable.”

Wang Xiao pondered for a while, then said hesitantly, "But no matter how beautiful a haircut is, it's just a haircut. How many people can buy it?"

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

"This this..."

"Uncle Wang, do you believe me?"

"That must be believed!"

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

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

Lin Nianhe had thought about producing haircuts a long time ago. The inspiration came from the envy of several girls in the class who were envious of Zheng Shan's braided haircuts.

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

Relying on it is not considered a business, and without resources, she can only support a "hometown enterprise" by herself.

Originally, Lin Nianhe wanted to wait for the match factory to stabilize before looking for an opportunity to bring up the matter with Principal Wu, so that her second sister could match up and find a way out, but Wang Xiao came here by herself...

It is not difficult to draw the design of head flower. There are almost 360 lines of data in her space. Adding a little innovation to the current mainstream aesthetics is enough to defeat the existing head flower.

"Hezi! What are you drawing again!"

Tailor Wen let out a horrified cry, pulling Lin Nianhe back from his thoughts.

She looked at the drawing paper in her hand, and at Sister Lan's expression on whether she was about to cry or not, feeling guilty and embarrassed: "Also, another hair flower..."

Wen Lan stared at her as if looking at a devil.

(End of this chapter)