She is sweet and soft in the cannon fodder of the book, the educated youth is really fragrant

Shen Yingnan, who witnessed it with her own eyes, looked calm. As early as when she came, she found that Shen Jiaomei didn't miss going home at all.

Even during the Chinese New Year, I first asked Miss Wen if she wanted to go back.

After Xiang Zhe left.

Shen Jiaomei turned her head to see Shen Yingnan, she was embarrassed for a moment, and raised her chin confidently: "Why are you eavesdropping!"

Shen Yingnan held back her mouth: "Promise!"

"Shen Yingnan, don't think I don't know, the one extra thing you did was to give it to Brother Lu." Shen Jiaomei pinched her waist and said with a snort.

Everyone is the same!

No one wants to laugh at anyone!
Her name reminded Shen Yingnan of a woman, she clutched her stomach and let out a yue: "...can you stop being so disgusting!"

Shen Jiaomei immediately went to the ground to grab snow and threw it on her.

The two sisters started arguing like this.

Wen Xiaomei came out to watch the play when she heard the movement, and was distracted for a while, when a ball of snow hit her on the forehead, and she shivered from the cold.

"Okay you! Shen Jiaomei!" Wen Xiaomei immediately joined the melee.

The three played the illusion of 30 people.

The whole yard was in a mess.

They sat on the porch out of breath, looking at the yard without saying a word.

"Then what, it will still snow, so it won't be so ugly." Shen Jiaomei broke the deadlock.

However a bad idea.

Wen Xiaomei looked at the sky: "Don't you think the snow has been falling too hard recently?"

Sometimes it rains heavily at night, and when we wake up the next day, there is snow as thick as a calf.

Her question stopped the two sisters, and Shen Jiaomei asked puzzledly: "Isn't it like this in winter here?"

Shen Yingnan didn't respond, but she also had the same thought.

Miss Wen frowned.

Is that so?
Has it snowed for half a month?A heavy snow every night?
The three of them sat for a while, feeling that their pants were going to stick, so they hurried back to the house to change, and hung up the wet clothes to dry.

Regarding this matter, none of the three of them cared about it, so what should they do.

Wen Xiaomei took some time to go to the small workshop and handed over the two lists to Aunt Huo for management.

Aunt Huo saw that she was asking Wan Fujun to get the fabric, she raised her eyebrows and said nothing, then she couldn't help frowning when she saw another picture: "Little girl, are your cotton clothes priced so cheap?"

"They're all short, and the long ones are thirty..." Miss Wen looked at Aunt Huo's serious face.

I can't help shrinking my neck.

Aunt Huo slapped the list on the table, and went to get a red woolen coat to guess the price for Xiaomei Wen: "If you guess right, you take it, and then I will sell it at the price you set. If you guess wrong, you have to buy it." listen to me!"

Wen Xiaomei straightened her back immediately.

She touched it carefully, the woolen coat felt good quality.

Seeing her like this, Aunt Huo angrily threw the coat to her: "Touch!"

"Oh!" Wen Xiaomei was slapped all over her face, and she responded loudly.

Then he fumbled recklessly, and tried to find if there were any tags, but the clothes didn't have those tags.

She looked at Aunt Huo, hesitated for a while but did not dare to ask, for fear of being scolded that she was not professional enough.

"thirty?"

"There is only one chance, you'd better think about it."

"That fifty."

Aunt Huo glanced at her.

Miss Wen was about to change her words. Aunt Huo had already taken the coat from her hand and threw it on an empty chair. She said, "One hundred and two."

"How much?!" Wen Xiaomei couldn't believe it.

She thought it would be fifty or sixty at the most, which happened to be a worker's salary for one or two months.

But I never thought that such a red woolen coat would cost one hundred and twenty!

Aunt Huo snorted.

She clapped her hands on the two lists: "The price you set with others before is still the same. After that, you don't need to set it. If you are unsure, just ask me. If anyone wants to buy it, please introduce it to the department store."

Wen Xiaomei was originally sullen, but when she heard her last words, she couldn't help but marvel: "Auntie, why are you so strong?"

"What's the matter? If you want to eat this bowl of rice, you have to understand the market. You just don't do any research at all, and you just do it casually. You don't even think about buying cotton, cloth, needlework, handwork, buttons, etc. for a piece of clothing. wait."

Aunt Huo took a sip of water and said.

Wen Xiaomei didn't think about this at all. They calculated the various costs. 25 pieces can be earned, but they can't earn much.

She asked casually, "Why would my aunt want to wade into this muddy water?"

Aunt Huo said helplessly: "Why do you call it muddy water? No one dislikes earning more money. I spend more and want to earn more. Isn't this a normal thing?"

Don't look at her glamorous work, who knows if anyone wants to pull her down.

Wen Xiaomei nodded vigorously.

"You will understand after running around more." Aunt Huo put the list in the drawer, and took her to another room.

Before I reached the door, I heard the rattling of sewing machines and women's conversations.

Seeing them coming, everyone fell silent.

Aunt Huo said to Xiaomei Wen: "I don't understand this either, so go yourself and guide me."

She turned her head and rushed to nearly [-] employees and said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask the younger sister first."

Hearing about the little girl, a woman she didn't know laughed and said, "This is the little boss, he looks really handsome, is he a family?"

"This is my niece and daughter-in-law!" Aunt Huo glared.

The man was taken aback, and quickly changed his words: "No wonder! I think this girl is really suitable for your Huo Mao!"

Aunt Huo snorted.

The rest of the women who can read faces also praised them one after another. They have never met Huo Mao, but they can say something well.

Wen Xiaomei's face turned hot even in disappointment, and Huo Mao's figure also sounded in her mind.

Her big brother Huo is really good-looking.

The three brothers of the Huo family, including Huo Lao San, are not as beautiful as Huo Mao.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be a little bit captured by this beauty.

She slips through the crowd.

Go tell some women who are not very good at threading, and demonstrate it.

She checked the two cotton clothes that had already been made, and she was not willing to put the cotton on without them.

She took the clothes and found Aunt Huo: "Auntie, is each of our cotton pieces overweight?"

"Yes." Aunt Huo nodded: "According to the ratio you gave, the padded clothes are too bulky for some people."

"There is also a single color, so you have to contact the dyeing factory. You don't have to worry about this, I will arrange it."

She won't take money for nothing.

Aunt Huo then praised Shen Jiaomei: "She is a good example, but she is too picky."

One model two sizes.

Jiang Wanwan laughed: "Actually, it's also for convenience."

Just find someone to row.

Seeing the smile on her face, Aunt Huo suddenly asked: "Little sister, haven't you seen Huo Mao for a long time?"

Wen Xiaomei restrained her smile, nodded, and said as if complaining: "Brother Huo hasn't replied to me, so he will tell Brother Huo."

"Xiang Zhe?" Aunt Huo was a little puzzled, why did she get involved with this child from the Xiang family?