Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Feng Qingxue, who had a peach-like face, looked at him and didn't ask any more questions. She would know sooner or later anyway.

Her appetite was really average, so Lu Jiang ate most of the food on the table. He packed up the rest and borrowed two lunch boxes from the hotel, then put them in the refrigerator in the kitchen, "take them back with you when we come back."

Lu Jiang entertained guests in the hotel. Except for the new waiter, who didn't know that he was the boss? Of course he agreed.

Not only that, Xiao Yang also thoughtfully gave me a big umbrella.

God did not give Lu Jiang any face, and now he is still like broken pearls, rolling down in large pieces, making a sound when hitting the ground, causing ripples in the water on the ground. The only advantage is that it is probably cooler than before.

Since they did not go outside the compound, they next visited the shops in the compound.

The types of goods inside are no worse than those in department stores, and the quantity is naturally large. What is available here may not be available in department stores. Even after ten or twenty years, the things supplied to the army are still the best, and there are many. There are many things that military officers can afford, but ordinary people outside cannot afford.

Lu Jiang took out a stack of cloth tickets and bought several kinds of fabrics for Feng Qingxue, including cotton, linen, poplin, and satin. The colors were different, but they were all bright. They were not old-fashioned colors such as navy blue, black gray, etc. "Weather It’s hot, make some more skirts and wear them at home.”

Feng Qingxue rested her elbows on the counter, cupped her chin and said, "Okay, I'll ask Sister Xue Niang to make it for me."

Chen Xueniang was very courageous. Seeing that the outside world's policies were becoming more and more relaxed, many farmers secretly carried their own things into the city to sell them, so she also started her own clothing customization business in private.

You can actually earn a lot of money by only doing it in a fixed circle.

If it weren't for Fu Bao's talent for fashion design and Chen Xueniang often using her designs, Feng Qingxue wouldn't even know that her daughter had become a shareholder.

Chen Xueniang and Fubao shared sixty-four points, Fubao drew design drawings, Chen Xueniang solicited business, and occasionally designed her own clothes, and gave two dividends from her sixty points to the old tailor who worked with her, because Fubao In addition to making clothes, the tailor master also helped her recruit several tailors with outstanding skills at the same time, and could receive hundreds of orders a month.

An order can range from dozens of yuan to hundreds of yuan, and the other party has to provide the materials themselves.

Even so, the clothes they make are in short supply.

The more status and sophisticated lesbians are, the less they like to wear the same style of clothes as others. People like this are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river at the feet of the emperor in the capital, and they spend a lot of money.

When Feng Qingxue found Chen Xue's mother's house, she was sending a middle-aged woman with fashionable clothes and exquisite makeup out.

The woman looked very unfamiliar. Feng Qingxue had never seen her before. She looked at Feng Qingxue a few more times, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She said to Chen Xueniang without saying anything, "My daughter's wedding is coming soon. Please Comrade, be careful and don't keep us waiting."

"Don't worry, comrade, you can pick up the clothes in a week. They are absolutely unique and you are guaranteed to be satisfied." Chen Xueniang has been in business for half a year and is already familiar with it. It is just two dresses. The master can make them in one day. If not for her There are still a dozen orders ahead, and Chen Xueniang will not set a deadline of seven days.

The woman nodded and left with her purse in hand, her back looking very imposing.

Chen Xueniang held Feng Qingxue's arm, "Why do you have time to come to our thatched house when you are so busy? It's so radiant!"