She was replaced by a husband, married the future tyrant and farmed to fight back

Chapter 88 Designing a gift box for my wedding, Qin Yiran has a fever and talks nonsense

Qin Xiuzhu was skeptical and frowned.

Liu Yingyue said, "Just give it a try. You continue to sell cakes, and I will help you expand sales. After all, I also have a share in this shop, so how can I watch you lose money?"

In order to make Qin Xiuzhu trust her more.

Liu Yingyue added, "If I get rich, I'll get 10% of the income."

"Why?" Qin Xiuzhu widened her eyes.

"Then do you still want me to help you sell cakes? You are currently selling 300 cakes a day. If I help you, I can help you sell 1,000 cakes a day. If you give me 10% of the income, you can still earn 900 cakes, so you are not losing money."

Qin Xiuzhu hesitated.

Chen Baian heard their conversation and walked over and said, "Xiuzhu, you can give it a try."

Qin Xiuzhu blinked and asked, "Is it really okay? Am I at a disadvantage?"

Chen Baian smiled and said, "You are the shopkeeper's wife. You have to do everything. Can you handle it? If you have someone to help you run the business, you can make more money. Isn't that good? Look at the shopkeeper of the beef noodle soup restaurant. Didn't he also hire a lot of people to help?"

Qin Xiuzhu took a look at Chen Baian, the hired guy, and began to understand.

"Okay. But Liu Yingyue, I can only give 10%, no more. It's just a matter of talking, it's not as hard as our work." Qin Xiuzhu agreed reluctantly.

"Okay." Liu Yingyue nodded.

After discussing with Qin Xiuzhu, Liu Yingyue started to get busy.

She went to the market street and bought red paper for the wedding couplets and some hard oil paper, and began to design the packaging.

There are fruits for weddings, for old birthdays, for young birthdays, and for the raising of the beams of a house.

Ordinary gifts are divided into those for elders, those for children, and those for sisters and brothers.

Fold the oil paper into a small square box to hold cakes and fruits, and stick various cut patterns on the outside.

The style of the pattern depends on the theme of the gift.

Liu Yingyue took some cakes made by Qin Xiuzhu, put them into a small square box wrapped in oil paper, and then neatly put them into a cardboard box.

Of course, the appearance of the box is also decorated with paper-cut patterns with gift-giving themes.

"How is it?" Liu Yingyue showed Qin Xiuzhu a gift box of wedding fruits.

Qin Xiuzhu blinked and said, "It looks good, but does anyone want it?"

"Making this box is quite time-consuming. Liu Yingyue, are you selling cakes or boxes?" Liu Huaiyue pointed at the box and clapped her hands and laughed.

"How much does this gift fruit box cost?" Chen Baian asked while looking at the box.

"Forty-eight cents each." Liu Yingyue said.

Qin Xiuzhu's eyes widened. "Liu Yingyue, are you crazy? There are only six cakes in it, and you sell it for 48 coins a box. Who would buy it?"

"Buy it for the person who is giving the gift. Can you only give six cakes for twelve cents as a gift? Can you afford it?" Liu Yingyue shook her head.

Qin Xiuzhu grew up in a poor family and could not understand that gifts should be high-end items, and she did not understand that gifts are about face.

Her idea was that if she paid a penny for the goods, she would suffer a loss if she bought the packaging.

"The cakes here are the same as those sold retail. People are not so stupid as to spend an extra thirty-six cents to buy a fancy paper box." Liu Huaiyue rolled her eyes.

"That's right! Who would be so stupid?" Qin Xiuzhu also shook her head.

"The price of wine by jin is fifteen cents, but the wine in the wine jar weighs only two jin, but it costs fifty cents a jar. Won't there be people buying it?" Liu Yingyue said.

"The taste of loose wine and that of wine in a whole jar are different. The taste of wine in a whole jar is slightly better," said Chen Baian.

Liu Yingyue said, "In fact, there is not much difference. The winemakers know this. They just want to sell it at a higher price by adding packaging."

She pointed at the gift box packaging and said, "Today I am only showing you the style of the packaged wedding fruit gift box. From now on, the cakes sold separately and the cakes packaged in boxes cannot be made the same, so we will make them separately. The ones sold separately are cheap and are for ordinary people to eat. The cakes in the packaging boxes should be made more beautiful and larger, because people buy them specifically as gifts." Qin Xiuzhu was still hesitant, "It's so expensive, what if I can't sell it..."

"If the gift boxes can't be sold, just take apart the boxes and sell them as ordinary cakes. Weren't all the cakes we made on the opening day sold out? And the cakes we made before are always sold out on the same day," said Liu Yingyue.

Qin Xiuzhu recalled, yes, they were all sold out.
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Soon, it was dark again.

Qin Xiuzhu and Liu Huaiyue went into the house and went to sleep.

Qin Yiran also entered Liu Yingyue's room naturally.

But he found that Liu Yingyue had no intention of sleeping. Instead, she was sitting under the lamp, cutting something with a pair of scissors.

"Yingyue?"

Liu Yingyue turned around and saw Qin Yiran, wearing a shirt, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with some resentment.

"That's good, that's good, you go to sleep first." She wanted to design a gift fruit box for her wedding.

He went to bed first?
How does he sleep?

Qin Yiran's face darkened.

"You are still sick, go to bed early."

"My cold has healed and I don't have a stuffy nose anymore."

"I... am not feeling well."

"Do you want some medicine?" Liu Yingyue finally put down the scissors and walked towards the bed.

Qin Yiran stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, pushing her onto the bed. "Just take a nap, you don't need to take medicine."

He pushed Liu Yingyue into the quilt.

Liu Yingyue looked slightly embarrassed. Why was he so anxious?
Do you want to do something?

"The candle is still burning and it's too bright." Liu Yingyue pulled the quilt up.

Qin Yiran put down the tent and said, "Close your eyes and pretend you can't see."

He took her in his arms.

Have enough fun, and do things with the lights on?
Liu Yingyue's heart was in turmoil, but she straightened herself up and waited for Qin Yiran to do his job.

But Qin Yiran just held her in his arms and didn't go any further.

Liu Yingyue took a deep breath. Could it be that he?
Qin Yiran had already closed his eyes, and she didn't dare to ask him in person.

He stretched out his hand and reached down quietly.

Qin Yiran grabbed the little hand and was thrown to the ground.

Qin Yiran said in a hoarse voice, "Are you not afraid?"

"I..." Just as she opened her mouth, Qin Yiran's lips were pressed against hers.

The two balls of fire almost burned the quilt, but Qin Yiran still did not take the matter any further.

Moreover, Liu Yingyue discovered that Qin Yiran seemed to be in a bad mood. He hugged Liu Yingyue painfully and said repeatedly, "Keep your distance from me, Liu Yingyue, don't get too close to me."

Liu Yingyue opened her eyes wide. It was he who held her in his arms. How could she keep a distance from him?
"Qin Yiran, are you...not feeling well?" He reached out and took his pulse.

There is nothing wrong with having strong blood and fire.

"I feel very uncomfortable. Seeing you makes me feel uncomfortable everywhere, Liu Yingyue..."
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Both of them were caught in the rain. Liu Yingyue's cold came on earlier, while Qin Yiran's came on later.

In the middle of the night, Qin Yiran had a fever and started talking nonsense.

(End of this chapter)