Traveling between the 70s and the modern world

Chapter 179: Add an order, add an order (Add 6)

After finishing her business at the store, Lin Qingyan did not go with Zhou Limei to pick up Tongtong.

"Sister Zhou, I'll go back first and ask them to speed up the weaving process, otherwise we might not be able to supply them."

"Okay, go back now, don't worry. This order today is enough for your uncle to knit for several days. Do you still need to sell it at the gate of Tongtong School tomorrow?"

Zhou Limei thought for a while and asked Lin Qingyan.

"Of course I have to go. I promised others that I would go. Otherwise, they won't believe me next time. We must be honest in doing business."

Lin Qingyan promised firmly that she would go, but she was thinking in her heart that even if Hu Zi's father couldn't finish weaving, he could still ask people in the village for help. In Xishui Village, not everyone could weave these things, but most men could.

Even if you are not good at weaving small animals, you can still weave bamboo baskets. It takes time to weave 10 bamboo baskets.

"Okay, then please pay attention to your safety."

"Okay, Sister Zhou, remember to tell Tongtong that I will accompany her again at noon tomorrow!" Lin Qingyan walked to the door and turned around to explain to Zhou Limei.

"I understand, you can leave now!"

Lin Qingyan rode her tricycle quickly up the mountain, went directly back to the 70s through space, and went to Hu Zi's house without delay.

This time Hu Zi was not playing at the door, but helping his father.

"Xiao Lin, what did you say? How much do you want?"

Hu Zi's mother could hardly believe her ears. 550, are these the ones? She heard it right. She turned around and looked at Hu Zi's father, who also looked at her in confusion.

In the end, she grabbed Lin Qingyan and asked.

"Auntie, you heard it right. We need 550 pieces, 55 of each, and 55 bamboo baskets." Lin Qingyan pointed to the bamboo baskets beside her.

"Each bamboo basket should contain 10. The bamboo basket needs to be able to hold 10 and should be as pretty as possible."

Hu Zi's mother went straight forward and grabbed Lin Qingyan's hand, "Little Lin, you have helped us a lot. I don't know how to thank you."

"Auntie, this is a custom order from a big customer. The price is high. I paid 3 cents for each small item and 1 yuan for a bamboo basket. You must ensure the quality at this price."

Lin Qingyan raised the price of the gadget to 3 cents and gave 1 yuan for the bamboo basket. This price was too different from the modern price. It was not that she did not want to pay more, but in different societies, the price standards of goods were different.

The price Lin Qingyan offered was already much higher than the price of bamboo products sold at the market in the 70s. She could offer even higher.

But giving too much would not help them, it might even harm them. Human nature cannot stand the test of money, and she didn't want this kind family to become unrecognizable because of money.

"Xiao Lin, don't worry. Auntie knows the importance of things. People like our things, and we can't ruin our reputation just for the sake of a little profit."

Hu Zi's mother was still relatively calm and didn't get carried away.

Even Hu Zi's father, who had been silent all this time, excitedly raised his head and said to Lin Qingyan:

"Xiao Lin, don't worry, we won't let you down, and there will definitely be no bad people sneaking in."

Hu Zi also said to Lin Qingyan: "Little Lin Zhiqing, don't worry, I will help my father and keep an eye on them."

Lin Qingyan was amused by his words and stepped forward to touch his head. This time, she didn't seem to mention the time:

"Aunt, uncle, you may need to rush to make 550 of them this time. The people who have made reservations need them in 10 days, which means I want all the finished products by the evening of the 10th day. Can these be completed in 10 days?"

Lin Qingyan looked at the products that had been woven in the room for half a day. There were more than 20 of them. It seemed that time might be a bit tight.

"10 days, that's fine." Hu Zi's father said gritting his teeth.

"Uncle, aunt, if you really can't finish it, don't force it." Lin Qingyan was interrupted by Hu Zi's mother before she could finish her words.

"Xiao Lin Zhiqing, don't worry, I can definitely finish it. I can also edit it."

Hu Zi's mother directly revealed that she could also knit, and that she could learn even if she didn't know how to knit, for fear that Lin Qingyan would take back the order.

"Auntie, listen to me. If you can't finish weaving the bamboo baskets, you can give them to other people in the village to weave. It's up to you to decide.

It's up to you to decide what kind of design you want them to make. I just want to get something I'm satisfied with in 10 days." Lin Qingyan made it very clear.

Hu Zi's mother thought about it for a while and nodded. She was also a little worried that Hu Zi's father's body could not bear it.

"Auntie understands what you mean. Let's try it first. If it doesn't work, call my brothers from my mother's family to help."

Lin Qingyan didn't care who came to help, "Aunt, let me settle the account with you first."

"Xiao Lin, don't worry. We believe in you."

"Aunt, there are a lot of things this time, and a lot of money. You should spend money, or hire someone to get bamboo, which will require money directly or indirectly.

I will pay you a part of the deposit first, and you must write me a receipt this time, a receipt for the deposit, and I will give you the remaining money after everything is done, so that we can protect the rights and interests of both parties. "

Lin Qingyan analyzed it with her seriously.

"Okay, Xiaolin, we will listen to you."

"3 cents each, 550 pieces is 165 yuan, 55 bamboo baskets, each one is 1 yuan, that's 55 yuan, a total of 220 yuan, I'll give you a deposit of 120 yuan first, and the remaining yuan will be given to you when your things are ready."

After Lin Qingyan finished speaking, she took out a pen and a notebook from her pocket.

When she calculated the money, she shocked Hu Zi's parents again, while Hu Zi looked at the pen and notebook in her hands with envy.

Lin Qingyan wrote down the total price, deposit, and remaining balance in a notebook, then gave it to Hu Zi's mother for her to see.

Hu Zi's mother wiped her hands on her body before reaching out to take the notebook. However, when she looked at the words on the notebook, she felt a little embarrassed because she didn't recognize any of them.

So she reached out and pulled Hu Zi in front of her, asking Hu Zi to recognize him.

Hu Zi looked at the words on the notebook and felt like crying. His mother sent him to school for two years, but he didn't know many words. He didn't recognize at least half of the words on the notebook.

So he cried to his mother, "Mom, I don't know this, this, and this."

His mother was so angry that she slapped him on the head.

"You kid, I sent you to school for two years, and you told me you don't know me, I'm going to beat you to death."

Huzi ran directly to hide behind Lin Qingyan. Lin Qingyan was a little confused at this moment. She originally wanted to set a restriction.

After all, 100 yuan was a lot of money in the 70s, and it would be good for both of them to make an agreement. They didn't expect that the problem of not being able to read and write would arise.

"Auntie, forget it. I won't write this receipt. You can keep the deposit first."

Lin Qingyan directly took out a stack of money that she had prepared, exactly one hundred yuan, and was about to take the notebook back.