Jiang Mu handed over the brand new white embroidered red five-finger gloves in his hand, "It's going to be the New Year, for a good omen, the five-fingered lucky pattern is just a pair, 10 yuan."

Women are moved. Who doesn’t want a good sign, but the money is too expensive.

"Comrade, if you don't want it, I'll take it. It just so happened to send it to my sister during the Chinese New Year to give her more blessings." As she said that, she had already taken out two 5 yuan from her pocket.

When the woman saw that she had just one pair, she was stolen and disappeared after being stolen. She didn't say anything, and immediately paid, and then put it in her cloth pocket like a baby.

"I'm really sorry. My daughter got the first place in the class in the final exam. I'll buy a glove to reward her." The woman apologized to the people around her with a smile, and then left without looking back.

Jiang Mu saw the opportunity and immediately promoted it, "Brother, this type of slap glove also has the word "Dafu" and is warm and has a good meaning, only 8 yuan."

"Then it's this one." The man had no trace of ink.

Sun Quan was very sensible. Jiang Mu collected the money, so he immediately sorted out his gloves and handed them to the other party.

He really admired her now. He saw that the business was going to be a waste, so he forced her to do it.

Jiang Mu's image became taller in Sun Quan's eyes.

"Are there any Daifu characters? Give me a pair."

"Okay."

"Give me a pair of that apple pattern."

"no problem."

"I want this red one."

"You get it."

...

It may be that the cold wind stimulated the desire to buy at home, or there may be too many people who chose it, and everyone was afraid that they would not be able to buy it one step later, so the scene became popular.

Jiang Mu collected the money, and Sun Quan was responsible for helping everyone find the patterns and colors they wanted. Both of them were a little busy, but they were so rude that they still dealt with it.

But in an hour, these 64 pairs of freshly baked gloves were sold out, but some people still didn't buy them.

"Boss, will you come here tomorrow? I want the word "Fu" but I didn't buy it today." Someone asked.

"Come on, it's stuck with your time off work. Sister, come here sooner tomorrow, I'll keep a pair for you." Jiang Mu smiled out of the little tiger teeth.

"That's good. I want the most expensive one, 10 yuan, and black gloves are used to accompany the red character "Fu"." The other party took the opportunity to make a request.

"no problem."

Seeing this, the remaining people began to make requests.

This time, Jiang Mu mainly tried the waters and saw which pattern sells better. Everyone generally accepted which price gloves. After a small experiment today, she analyzed one.

On the way back, Jiang Mu sat on the donkey riding back. The sky was getting dark and the cold wind was raging in her ears, but she didn't feel cold at all, and she was full of energy.

She sold one batch this morning and another in the afternoon, which was a huge harvest, and she also discovered a lot of problems.

Most women prefer bright colors, such as red, yellow, green, white, orange, and they like to wear patterns.

Men have much less demands on this aspect.

However, the good symbolic patterns are very popular, whether they are men or women, such as the character "Fu", "Apple, Xiaolong, Jinyuanbao, etc.

Also, the factory can accept the cheapest gloves that cost 3 yuan each, and they are sold out in a quarter of an hour.

When I go back today, Grandma Sun and the others will knit more patterns with good sales and slap gloves.

Jiang Mu returned home happily. Zhao Yue was already back and was busy with supper in the kitchen. Bai Lianhua picked beans in this small aluminum basin. The two of them were talking and laughing.

In a house with a little yellow light, it looks particularly warm.

Jiang Mu felt a little complicated. Since the divorce, her mother has rarely had such a happy time. The last time she slandered her aunt Li Lan.

However, this white lotus is really fake.

Jiang Mu kept his gaze on Wen Liyan. His thin and three-dimensional facial features were softer under the yellow light. I don’t know what Zhao Yue said, but he smiled even more sunny, gentle, humble, well-behaved and sensible.

It is definitely the kind of younger generations that the elders like the most, but Jiang Mu just thinks that this person is unreal and too hypocritical, just a white lotus.

"Jiang Mu, why don't you go into the house when you come back? It's so cold outside, it's warm to go into the house." Wen Liyan said with a smile.

Another tone that was comparable to the master, Jiang Mu just glanced at him. Sister was in a good mood and would not be as good as you!

Zhao Yue came out with a shovel, "You silly girl, why are you standing outside when you go home? The weather is so cold, don't catch a cold."

"I'm in good health and won't catch a cold." Jiang Mu patted his chest and said proudly.

"I don't know who had a fever some time ago." Zhao Yue left a sentence and went to the kitchen to be busy again.

The slap came too quickly, how could she forget that she came back from the capital while sick.

However, Jiang Mu didn't feel embarrassed at all and directly changed the topic, "Mom, I want to use this dime to do some business, all of which were bought with my New Year's money."

She had already arrived at the kitchen as she said that.

When the scrambled eggs were out of the pot, Zhao Yue took the table to the table, "Your own money, use whatever you like."

Jiang Mu was a little surprised, and like a little tail, he chased him and asked, "Mom, don't you think I'm random, nonsense, and act nonsense?"

Zhao Yue set up the bowls and chopsticks, her beautiful eyebrows squinted at her, and asked with a smile, "Will you do?"

"Of course not. I'm serious. I've already started it, and the effect is very good." Jiang Mu said.

"That's all, mom said the same thing, you can use your own money as you want, mom won't interfere." Zhao Yue said openly.

Jiang Mu was so excited that he hugged her neck directly and said excitedly, "Mom, why are you so good?"

The family environment is so poor, it is the time to save money. Not only did Zhao Yue not complain about educating her, but also supported her ideas. It was so great!

Zhao Yue smiled and patted her hand, "But there is a premise--"

Jiang Mu suddenly became nervous, and his almond eyes became a little bigger.

"You can no longer not study hard as before. If you want to transfer to a good junior high school, your grades must be improved. You must take Brother Xiaoyan's tutoring seriously."

Jiang Mu's eyelids drooped slightly, glanced at Wen Liyan, who was smiling gently, and thought about his glove business. He immediately nodded obediently and smiled at him, "Then I'll trouble Brother Xiaoyan!"

Wen Liyan clearly felt a sense of hostility, but looking at the little girl's smile, he felt that life in the next few days would be very interesting, and he was especially looking forward to tutoring after the meal.

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Everyone should be careful and protect yourself
Chapter completed!