“If you have enough goods next year, you will still make a lot of money.” Chen Shuhui said.

Tian Fusong also came here today and stood beside him. Only then did he know what he wrote couplets that day.

He suddenly burst into laughter and his mood was a little different.

Will his handwriting be posted to thousands of households?

This...

"What we want is not for nothing. We will pay the polishing fee." Chen Shuhui looked at Tian Fengsong and said with a smile: "One pair of 1,000 yuan."

She felt that Tian Fusong's words were worth the price, even less.

It was the first time she saw Tian Fusong's calligraphy. Unexpectedly, she was actually an amazing person.

If he embarked on the path of a calligrapher, he would not know what the value of a word is.

"Too many, no need." Tian Fusong shook his head and smiled.

He felt that Chen Shuhui was sponsoring him in disguise.

In order to make up the holes for Tian Bingxi and Tian Meixin, he took out all the cash and borrowed some from Tian Binglin, which also affected his business.

He hurriedly filled out the wrong form and completely ended his business a few months ago.

Before, Chen Shuhui sent him most of the underground things from the Tian family, but he could not sell them and cash them out.

So he really has no cash on his hands.

But he doesn't need it.

"I don't have money to spend. I can't even spend my salary." He said.

Apart from paying New Year greetings every month, he cannot spend too much money on shopping, eating, drinking and school supplies for the younger generation.

"I still think I'm giving less," Chen Shuhui said with a smile: "This is a big business. Who doesn't celebrate the New Year? Who doesn't post couplets to celebrate the New Year? Take out my brother's words and completely defeat others. Whether you can read them or not, you have to buy ours."

"A couplet is sold for 1 yuan, and 100,000 copies are printed, or even more. I will give you 1,000 copies. This is too little."

She doesn't think she is exaggerated at all. People who are illiterate can also see whether it looks good. Tian Fusong's writing is elegant and natural. At first glance, it makes people feel very comfortable. She must be much better than those non-professionals.

Even professionals may not be able to compete with it.

Tian Fengchuan had seen Chen Shuhui's calligraphy. He wrote very well, but he couldn't take it out to write Spring Festival couplets. It was too murderous.

His words are sharp iron horses, no matter how good they are, they are not suitable.

Tian Fusong's words are different. People like him are gentle and elegant, like the spring breeze. At least on the surface, they are like this

"In fact, our sales volume depends entirely on our printing capabilities." Chen Shuhui said: "1000 is really short. Take it!"

How many families are there in China? Who doesn’t post Spring Festival couplets? And it is updated every year.

This is a huge market.

Chen Shuhui analyzed it for him.

Tian Fusong is not very good, but Yuan Qingfang is very excited.

Is there any information about her?

The word is not hers, the printing factory is not hers, and the thought is not hers. She just helps with errands.

"I still want my aunt to continue to help me run errands and communicate with major printing factories. I only accept our business, not others', and then sell it through the operation book channel." Chen Shuhui said.

If you want to make a lot of money, you have to sell it all over the country. The market in y city is too small.

So Yuan Qingfang, who is familiar with production and sales, can still participate.

"We only have half the cost and half the profit." Chen Shuhui said.

"Okay, okay!" Yuan Qingfang nodded repeatedly. This half was like picking it up. Of course, she was very happy.

It was not difficult for her to do this. Anyone could come, but Chen Shuhui gave her this pie and she saw her kindness.

Chen Shuhui smiled at Yuan Qingfang because she thought Yuan Qingfang was a talent that could be taught.

Because last time she was told not to float, she corrected it immediately.

No one will live in the new big house anymore. After a few months of suspension of school, I honestly returned to Tian Shuanggui's house and continued to attend classes.

He said he was just working for others. Now that he has finished his studies, he continues to come back to be a teacher.

In addition, she also went to several families that had been bitten by dogs before, gave things and money, and promised that she would be responsible for any problems that the children had due to being bitten by dogs in the future.
Chapter completed!