Mr. Qian finished a cup of tea, and shopkeeper Yan quickly refilled it.
"The name on the porcelain bottle is Dahe Zhao Family, so they guessed that it was also produced by Suiru people, but they were a step too late, hahaha!" The old man was beaming, "This is the exclusive sales of my Qian family, and they can't get a share of the pie. , I can only wait in line to buy it.”
Cheng Wanwan was ashamed. This old man looked very serious and calm, but now he looked like an old naughty boy.
She coughed and said: "The skin care products caused a sensation as soon as they were launched, which will definitely arouse the jealousy of other people. Some merchants may buy in large quantities and then resell them at high prices. In order to avoid such a situation, I think we can introduce purchase restrictions." According to the policy, each person is limited to purchasing two or three sets at a time to eliminate the possibility of other businessmen making profits from it."
Mr. Qian immediately gave a thumbs up: "Sui Ruren, you are still smart. In this way, the Zhao family's brand in Dahe will not be destroyed by these people."
The two continued to discuss the details.
Finally, Mr. Qian proposed to increase the daily production. The current daily production is one hundred to two hundred bottles, which is not enough to sell.
"Don't be in a hurry." Cheng Wanwan looked very calm, "When a new product is launched, it will definitely encounter problems of one kind or another. The problems haven't been exposed yet. We can't be so eager for quick success. Take your time and enjoy the process."
She asked Wu Xiaochui to bring over the warehouse record book and said with a smile, "The current inventory in the warehouse is more than 800 sets. The limit is 100 sets per day, which can last for eight days. After eight days, we will arrange for someone to pick up the goods."
Mr. Qian nodded, that was the only thing he could do for now.
After seeing off the Qian family, Cheng Wanwan went to the glycerin workshop for a walk. To be honest, the process of purifying and processing glycerin is much more complicated than the soap process. This is also the reason why Nissan's production has always been low, but the process The complexity also shows that it is unlikely to be imitated. In the future, when there are substitutes for soap, we will have to rely on the glycerin industry to make money.
She carefully observed every process, recorded the possible improvements, and then went back to read and think about it slowly.
At the same time, Cao Yingying was also busy.
The first batch of silkworms spinning cocoons in the mulberry garden has finished, followed by the second batch, which has expanded dozens of times, and currently needs to recruit at least thirty people.
Twenty people raise silkworms, and ten more work to process the previous batch of silk that needs to be woven into cloth.
Cao Yingying took a brush and wrote down the recruitment requirements on the paper. After writing, she handed it to Cheng Wanwan who was reading beside her: "Can you help me see if it's okay?"
Cheng Wanwan took a look: "There's no big problem. It's just that Kong Xiu Niang is not familiar with the people in the village. When the time comes, let the old lady come over and take care of her."
Cao Yingying obediently agreed. She paused and spoke again: "Last time, the batch of yarn my father bought was stained, but it was only after my mother reminded me that the loss was restored. I thought, can Can’t they be dyed in that color on purpose and sold as ready-made clothes?”
"Deliberately dyeing gradient colors requires a lot of skills. Can your Cao family's dyeing workshop dye it?" Cheng Wanwan said seriously, "In fact, it is very profitable to make ready-made clothes. It does not necessarily mean that you have to make ready-made clothes in that color. , as long as the styles are novel and outstanding, why are you afraid that people buying clothes won’t pay for them?”
Modern society basically sells ready-made clothes. Those well-made brands sell hundreds of thousands of pieces of clothing, and many people are rushing to pay for them.
The premise is that the workmanship is excellent, the tailoring is exquisite, and the style is novel enough. If it can be unique, just for this one piece, there is no need to worry about not selling it.
Cao Yingying held her chin up: "I found that the styles of clothes worn by ladies are actually the same, but there are some changes in color, embroidery and details... If I come up with other novel styles, they are not accepted by the ladies. Accept it, what should I do?"
"That means you didn't design from their perspective." Cheng Wanwan picked up a charcoal pen and drew on the paper casually, "Miss Wu who came to the village a few days ago, I wonder if you still have The impression is that she is plumper than ordinary people. She always lowers her head when walking in the crowd. It is obvious that she feels inferior to her figure. If you can design a dress that covers her figure, do you think she will? Will you pay for it?"
As she spoke, an outfit appeared on the paper.
Because it was drawn casually, it is relatively rough, but you can see the details - the waistline of this skirt is very high and gathered a little. A tie is designed at the waist. The hem of the skirt is specially drawn smaller and connected with the shoulders. For comparison, it is slightly narrower than the shoulders.
"Raising and gathering the waist will visually make you look slimmer." She pointed to the sketch and said, "The natural width of the skirt must be smaller than the shoulders, otherwise it will make the wearer look strong. Also, the color of this skirt You also have to pay attention..."
Cao Yingying was extremely surprised.
The ordinary skirt has been slightly modified, and it does look a little thinner. Her mother-in-law is too awesome.
Listening to Cheng Wanwan's ramble, she suddenly had an inspiration: "Some ladies are shorter, can they also raise their waistline?"
Cheng Wanwan laughed: "You can draw inferences from one example. It seems you understand what I mean. Think about it yourself and see if you can design some clothes."
"Thank you, mother!"
Cao Yingying took the sketch and started thinking about it seriously.
Cheng Wanwan saw her second daughter-in-law being so serious, and felt comforted in her heart. With her second daughter-in-law and Yingying here, she would no longer be able to work in the future, and someone would take over this large business.
When Zhao Ergou came back in the evening, Cao Yingying was still thinking about drawing.
She grew up in a boudoir and was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She originally used a brush to draw, but after seeing Cheng Wanwan using charcoal, she also changed to charcoal. Charcoal does not need to be ground and does not wet the paper. , drawing pictures is particularly convenient. No wonder she always sees her mother-in-law writing with charcoal pencils, and she will also keep some as spare in the future.
She drew a lot of them, but she was not satisfied with any of them, so she crumpled them into balls and threw them on the corner of the table.
"Why are you so absorbed?" Zhao Ergou suddenly said, "You didn't even notice that I was back."
Cao Yingying was startled, looked at him angrily, put down the charcoal, rubbed her shoulders and said: "Today, I was preparing to recruit people in Mulberry Garden. I chatted with my mother for a while and got some inspiration. I want to do this as soon as possible. After the work is done, I will show it to my mother tomorrow, and then take it to Kong Xiu Niang to see if she can make it..."
Zhao Ergou took one look at the sketch and roughly understood what he was going to do.
He stretched out his hand to rub Cao Yingying's shoulders: "I'll rub your shoulders, and you continue drawing."
"I can't calm down while you are here." Cao Yingying pushed him, "Brother is still busy in the fields, why don't you go and help him?"
Zhao Ergou rubbed her head: "Then you draw slowly and rest when you are tired. Don't be pushy."
He went to the yard to help Zhao Dashan, but his mood was complicated.
His wife's dowry would never be spent in her lifetime, but she still worked so hard, so he had to work harder.
The restaurant franchise must be finalized tomorrow.
