Peng Qingliang disagreed: "To do business, you need to be bold and have a long-term view, otherwise you can't make money. You are right to strive for safety, but you can't make big money this way."

"Everything you say is right. It's getting late. I have to go home. Remember to tell him."

When Xiang Wan returned home, Xiang Xiong had just prepared dinner.

During this period, Xiang Xiong made a lot of schoolbags, earned a lot of extra money at home, and looked radiant.

During the meal, Xiang Xiong asked: "Does your school still want to buy schoolbags?"

Xiang Wan shook his head: "It's almost done. There should be none left. After dinner, I'll go back to the room and draw some drawings for you. You make one tomorrow and I'll carry it to school. There should be people buying it."

When Xiang Xiong mentioned the new style, his eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled from ear to ear.

"But my classmates don't come from very good families, so it shouldn't be much to get two or three yuan at once."

Xiang Xiong nodded: "A schoolbag costs two yuan, which is a monthly expense for a family. It is indeed not cheap, but if you can sell one, it is better than sitting around at home doing nothing."

This is a good point, at least Xiang Wan did intend for him to find something to do, which is better than having nothing to do at home and thinking nonsense.

As for the style of the new schoolbag, Xiang Wan has already thought about it and designed it according to the future backpack. Two inner pockets are added inside and an outer pocket is added outside. It is a simple and elegant layout that is also practical. It should be easy to sell, but it is not possible.

You can also contact Peng Qingliang and ask him if there is any sales there.

That night, Xiang Wan gave the newly drawn drawings to Xiang Xiong, and then went back to his room to sleep.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Xiong made it in the evening and asked Xiang Wan to carry it to school early the next morning.

When it comes to making money, I have to say that both father and daughter have the same obsession!

As expected, as soon as Xiang Wan entered the school, his new schoolbag attracted the attention of many people. Most of them didn't recognize it, so they didn't have the nerve to ask. When he got to class, he was surrounded by his classmates before he even sat down.

I really wish that Xiang Wan had been prepared a long time ago. He opened the school bag in front of everyone and showed the inner structure, and then only mentioned the price of two yuan for a school bag.

The light blue and goose yellow splicing colors of the new school bag are eye-catching at first glance, and it is especially suitable for carrying in summer. At least Wu Yan kept praising the new school bag for its beauty along the way, which shows that students will like it.

However, Xiang Wan was right when he said it yesterday. There are not many people who can afford two yuan to buy another schoolbag. There are fifty people in a class, so only two people can buy it.

After school, Xiang Wan did not go with Wu Yan, but went in the direction of Peng Qingliang.

Peng Qingliang happened to be back when he arrived, and his eyes fell on Xiang Wan's backpack involuntarily.

"Your schoolbag is nice. The color is fresh and the style is the first I've seen. Where did you buy it?"

Seeing his interest, Xiang Wan took off his schoolbag and handed it to him. He smiled and said, "My dad made it for me. You think it's good, too."

"It's very good. It can be used as a lot of things. Your dad is very good." Peng Qingliang liked it more and more. He looked at Xiang Wan and asked: "Aside from making schoolbags, what about other things your dad does?"

Xiang Wan raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

"For example, there are bags suitable for our age, and there are bags carried by women outside."

Xiang Wan didn't expect Peng Qingliang to say this. He thought about it and said, "The bags you are carrying are all leather. My dad has no experience in this area."

"It doesn't have to be a leather bag. I think your dad is pretty good at making bags out of fabric. You can think about it."

Xiang Wan thought about it again and again, but he never thought of the style of cloth bag suitable for people in their twenties and thirties. It is okay for students to carry it, but it has no quality when carried by adults. After thinking about it, he waved to Wan: "It still doesn't work. At your age, you are pursuing

What matters is the quality, leather and cloth are different to the naked eye.”

Peng Qingliang had no choice but to give up, and he did not forget to complain: "How much money do students have nowadays? It will cost a lot to make your bag. You have to sell it for two yuan a bag. Those students may have saved money since they were young.

It’s not even enough to buy a schoolbag, but it’s still easy to make money as an adult.”

"Indeed, my dad made another style some time ago. I only bought less than fifty of them at school, but I still made nearly a hundred yuan. Those materials were always available at home, so the cost was not much.

"Originally, I wanted to ask you about sales, but if you say so, I might as well forget it."

"I'm here? Let's forget it. The people here are either rich or powerful, so people won't look down on you and don't need your schoolbag."

Not knowing what he thought of, Peng Qingliang rolled his eyes: "You can ask Liu Ronlin, doesn't he have a store? He should have a way to sell these. In this case, I will call him right away and ask."

He did what he said, and after saying that, Peng Qingliang immediately turned around and went to make a phone call, without even giving Xiang Wan a chance to speak.

I just heard Peng Qingliang praise Xiang Wan's schoolbag on the phone, introducing the style and color of the schoolbag in detail, and then hung up the phone and came back.

"He agreed and said he wanted a hundred. Damn, if I had known it was only a hundred, I wouldn't have bothered to call him. The phone bill is so expensive. Let's just say this guy is timid. If I had

In the store, we will directly make a base of one thousand."

Xiang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He covered his forehead and said, "A hundred is pretty good. My dad only makes four or five a day. It will take a while to finish a hundred."

"The shampoo will take about ten days, won't it? Let your dad make it first during this period, and then send it to him together. We can finish the rest later. He's not in a hurry anyway."

As he spoke, Peng Qingliang seemed to have thought of something, and muttered: "I still think that these hundred are just for my sake."

Xiang Wan didn't hear clearly, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give him as much as I can. Although their C city isn't as big as Bei City, I heard there are quite a lot of people there. Liu Ronglin also said they have money there.

There are so many people, so maybe the sales will be better than in Beishi."

"The main reason is that we don't have anyone from the school. If you know a few school leaders, you can sell your dad's schoolbags. If it doesn't work, you can just carry your schoolbag and walk around outside other schools. There will definitely be a lot of people asking."

"Forget it, I don't have that much time. Thanks, I have to go back for dinner in a hurry. I'll come to you when those things arrive," Xiang Wan went out after saying that.

Back home, the father and daughter ate at the dining table and told Wan Tong Xiang Xiong that Peng Qingliang wanted a hundred schoolbags. Xiang Xiong was so happy that he even asked for soup with a smile after eating three bowls of rice.

Xiang Wan was also very happy about this.

For the next ten days, Xiang Xiong worked non-stop on making backpacks. Sometimes Xiang Wan didn't even make dinner when he got home from school. After the time agreed upon with Peng Qingliang, Xiang Xiong actually made a hundred of them without breaking the thread.

The place.

I'm late today, mainly because I got home after a busy day at the hospital. Chapter 2 will be updated later~
Chapter completed!