When entering the house, the smell of the food was fragrant. Liu Yun was bringing a large plate to the table. It was full of pork ribs, and some radishes and mushrooms were mixed in soup. Just looking at it made her mouth water.
Hearing the door opening, Liu Yun immediately turned her head and greeted Chen Yuanming with a smile, "Doudou, you're finally here, so I said let Mao Mao go... Oops, what happened to your clothes, where did you get hurt?!"
At a glance, he saw the boy's dirty knees and black and red blood stains on his schoolbag. Liu Yun nervously came over and took Chen Yuanming to examine it carefully.
"Don't mention it, Doudou was surrounded by a few classmates when I went to be beaten!" Sun Lang helped, "His head injury was caused by those guys. I don't know how many times this is the first time!"
"How can this be?!" Liu Yun was annoyed when she heard this, "Did you tell your mother? Let her go to the head teacher!"
"Auntie, it's really nothing this time." With an embarrassed smile, Chen Yuanming shied away, "And it's winter vacation now, so it's not worth worrying about..."
"You child is so boring! If you are like Er Mao, how can you be bullied..." Thinking of the situation at Chen Yuanming's house, Liu Yun couldn't help sighing, this child is good in everything, but his parents are too face-saving. When he was a child, the children in the courtyard As long as he stabbed in front of Chen Jianhua, he couldn't help but beat his son first, and no one dared to play with him after the trouble.
She ran to get a wet towel, patted and flicked off the floating ash, Liu Yun pressed Chen Yuanming to the bench, "Eat first, you are too thin, how dare they bully you if you grow stronger!"
There are two dishes and one soup on the table, and a bowl of white-flowered rice in front of each person, which seems to make people's index fingers move. Sun Lang has already put chopsticks and ribs into Chen Yuanming's bowl, "That's it! No one dares to provoke me in my school. !"
"During this time, my aunt also needs to knit gloves at home. Otherwise, Doudou, you can come to my aunt's house during the winter vacation, study and do homework with Mao Mao..." Liu Yun also took a chopstick and stuffed the stewed vermicelli with cabbage into Chen Yuanming's bowl. The pile came to the fore, "By the way, how many marks did you get in the final exam this time?"
"679 points, seventh in the class." Chen Yuanming took two bites of rice and rescued the shaky pile of vegetables back to the balance line.
"How much?!" Sun Lang spit out rice from his mouth, and looked at Chen Yuanming with a shocked expression. At this time, the city was still using the local 100 percent unified examination paper, with a total score of 7 in the seven subjects. "It's only 2 points away or the seventh in the class?!!! Why is No. 3 Middle School so perverted, we are the first in the school with just over 68 points!"
"Also said, how many points did you get in the top 5 exams in the whole school!" Liu Yun glared at her son, turned her head and smiled at Chen Yuanming, "Really, you come here to help Mao Mao with his homework, auntie is so worried. already."
Looking at Liu Yun's warm smile, Chen Yuanming didn't understand anything. Sun Lang's father is the director of the factory. Sun Lang should go to a university in this city. After graduation, he is directly arranged to enter the factory. With the scores of several high schools in L city, Sun Lang is admitted to high school, and it is not a problem to go to a local university. . To put it bluntly, he was just worried that he would be bullied by others again, and asked Sun Lang to help him stand in the way.
But no one understands the future development better than Chen Yuanming. After three years of high school and four years of university, it is the peak of layoffs of state-owned enterprises. At that time, state-owned enterprises were long gone, and there were countless bankruptcy and transformations. If you only have a third-rate university degree, how can you talk about competitiveness? Since the other party cares so much about him, he should reciprocate...
After swallowing the food in his mouth, Chen Yuanming showed a big smile, "Okay, auntie, I will help my second brother with his homework. If I can find high school textbooks, I can also try to help my second brother warm it up."
Hearing this, the two of them were stunned for a moment, and Sun Lang's face immediately twisted into a ball, "Doudou, are you serious?! It's winter vacation!"
"What's wrong with the winter vacation!" A slap interrupted her son's complaint, but Liu Yun was relieved immediately. No parents would dislike her good grades. Wouldn't it be good to be able to kill two birds with one stone? "Auntie goes to ask other neighbors, and she can always find a few high school textbooks. Your second brother is entirely up to you!"
"Don't say that, Auntie, the second brother has good grades." Chen Yuanming also ignored someone on the opposite side winking and replied with a smile, and then thought of another thing, "By the way... Isn't uncle working in the branch office? I don't know if you can help me find some newspapers, it doesn't matter if they expire, I really want to read the newspapers..."
"Oh, that's easy!" Although she was a little curious about what newspapers a child reads, but this thing is not a rare thing, Liu Yun agreed, "I'll just tell your uncle, and their office newspapers are all picked up and sold by Mengang. , what a pity!"
In this way, it is noisy, but a meal is enjoyable. After sending her son to wash the dishes, Liu Yun took out a pair of brown gloves from the cabinet and handed them to Chen Yuanming.
"This is what I researched with your sister... Doudou, look..." He handed the gloves to Chen Yuanming anxiously, and Liu Yun looked at each other eagerly, as if completely forgetting that he was only a 15-year-old child.
Pinch the glove thread, the genuine fine wool, soft and comfortable, not too thorny. The five fingers are very well-proportioned. There are also a few simple stripes on the back of the hand. The color matching is also beautiful. Chen Yuanming took a hand with a belt. His hand is larger than that of ordinary middle school students. , but the warmth from the wool is still impeccable. I pulled out a pen from my schoolbag and tried it a few times. The distance between my fingers was neither loose nor tight, and the workmanship was exquisite and completely unlike the products in the workshop.
"It's great!" With a sincere admiration, Chen Yuanming took off his gloves, "Nothing to say about the workmanship, but Auntie, how long does it take you to make this pair of gloves?"
"Can this work? It doesn't take much work, about 2-3 hours for a pair, right?" Liu Yun's eyes brightened with excitement, "I'll work with your sister and you to divide the work, I'll do the finer things, and she'll come with her back, maybe you can still do it. more."
"2, 3 hours..." Chen Yuanming frowned slightly, it took a little longer than he expected, after thinking for a while, he squeezed the gloves again, "What if the thread is looser? It doesn't need too many needles, probably this 2/3 the density."
"That might be a little bit, but it won't save much wire..."
"It's not a thread problem." Chen Yuanming smiled, "No matter what you buy, you must first open the grade. If this kind of color matching and stitching is delicate, you should add a simple color matching method that is slightly rough, giving customers more choice. , things are easy to sell. And you look here... "
Chen Yuanming turned the glove over and pointed at it, "Auntie, you can get some satin cloth similar to the trademark, embroider a simple pattern, and then roll it in with a sewing machine, and then it will be said to be a big-name product from Shanghai."
"Then... Isn't that a lie?" Liu Yun asked in confusion. People don't have a deep brand awareness these days. They don't know the brand when they wear clothes, so they can't think of these problems at all.
"This is called a marketing strategy." Chen Yuanming was not in a hurry, and slowly explained to the other party, "Auntie, think about it, who doesn't care about things from Beijing and Shanghai these days, and it's a good idea to take them out. Our stuff is not too rare, but the packaging can Make it noble, and as soon as something is noble, the price goes up..."
"Then~ How much is the right price to sell?" Liu Yun hesitated again, "These gloves use less thread, and the cost of a pair is only a few cents. In addition to the trademark, you can see that it sells for 3 yuan..."
"The delicate one sells for 8 yuan, and the average is 5 yuan." Chen Yuanming replied simply, "Most of them are made into women's models, and the closer they are, the better. The men's models are only normal, and the weave is slightly larger."
Liu Yun has been completely stunned. You must know that a sweater is only 1 or 2 yuan at this time, and the monthly salary is only about 1 yuan! A pair of gloves dare to come like this, can you sell it
"Don't worry." Looking at Liu Yun's expression, Chen Yuanming smiled, "Auntie, please believe me, you can't afford to lose so much effort."
After thinking about it, he pulled out a workbook from his schoolbag, and drew simple patterns of cartoon characters such as kitty cat, Winnie the Pooh, and Snoopy on the scratch paper. I have never learned painting, and several paintings look crooked, but in Liu Yun's eyes, these patterns are quite cute.
"These are big foreign brands. If you can find a way to weave them into gloves, you'll be fine. With these patterns, you won't have to worry about selling them. But let's talk about it first, less delicate patterns and more simple ones without patterns."
Looking at the drawings in front of her and listening to Chen Yuanming's methodical description, Liu Yun slowly calmed down, thinking of the profit of each pair of gloves, her heart suddenly became hot. "Okay! Auntie listens to you, let's try it this time!"
On this day, they discussed a lot about the details of the sales, and then Sun Lang personally sent the people back by bicycle. Although it was later than the last time he arrived home, the excellent results in the final exam could obviously offset everything. His parents also showed a little arrogance and complacency about him helping Sun Lang with his homework during the winter vacation, and there was no objection. While lying on the still cold and hard wooden bed, Chen Yuanming pulled up the quilt, and the cold wind seeped through the cracks of the window and closed his eyes. A night without dreams.
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