After breakfast the next day, the two went to school and saw Zhong Zhipeng sitting on a tricycle from a distance, eating steamed buns.

When he saw Yangliu, his eyes lit up, he stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth, and ran over excitedly.

Lin Zhiyu hurriedly stood in front of him: "Hey, comrade, what do you want to do?"

"Hey!" He rushed a little too fast, almost unable to stop, and took a step back: "Don't worry, I saw the God of Wealth was too excited, so I'll keep my distance!"

After saying that, he took a small step back.

Yang Liu came out and asked: "Are you looking for me?"

Zhong Zhipeng smiled very flatteringly: "Oh, I have found you. How many more hair ties can you make? I want as much as you can make. We can cooperate and discuss the specific conditions in detail, how about it?"

The time was almost up. Although Lin Zhiyu was worried about Yang Liu, he had to go into the school. Seeing him turning around frequently, Yang Liu waved his hand at him: "Hurry in, I do things in a measured way."

After waiting for others to enter, Zhong Zhipeng pointed to the open-air teahouse in the distance and said, "I'll treat you to tea, shall we sit down and talk?"

It was indeed inconvenient to stand at the school gate. Yang Liu nodded and went to the teahouse. Zhong Zhipeng was dressed very simply, but he generously ordered two cups of the most expensive tea.

Zhong Zhipeng told Yang Liu that he sold the hair ties in half an hour. He wanted to show his sincerity in cooperation and also wanted to show that the prospects were good.

"You are in charge of production, and I will be in charge of sales. I can sell as much as you make. There are several big factories in our county with many people, so even though the wages are not high, these women not only love beauty, but also love comparison."

Yang Liu took a sip of tea. The tea was not good and a bit bitter.

"This kind of thing is easy to make, but it doesn't last long."

Zhong Zhipeng was stunned and said: "Then we can get a head start and make a fortune. Not only can we sell in the county, but we can also go to towns, cities, and the county next door."

Seeing that this man was very smart, Yang Liu thought for a while and said: "Okay, I'll hire someone to come up with four hundred a day. Two hundred of the simple ones I'm giving you today, two hundred with ornaments, but just ornaments

I’ll give you two cents each.”

"Two cents is too much to sell." Zhong Zhipeng was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to sell it.

"Then let's take a hundred. Let's test the waters first and see how the situation goes before increasing or decreasing." Yang Liu would not argue about such trivial matters.

After the matter was settled, Zhong Zhipeng urged: "We must hurry up on this matter. To put it bluntly, no one has the ability to make some money."

"By the way, don't invite too many people. The investigation is very strict now. Although we are only a small business, we are afraid of offending villains and being caught." Zhong Zhipeng reminded in a low voice.

"I understand!" Yang Liu naturally understood that speculation was being investigated most strictly now, so they had better be careful.

Although Zhong Zhipeng felt that Yangliu made people feel incredible, he was bold and smart and did not delve into it.

Some people in this era are smart, savage, and have unstable temperaments, but they are also tenacious and hardworking, and have the courage to break through the cages and rules at all costs; they have a sensitivity that is different from ordinary people, and they can always seize some opportunities to obtain the greatest benefits.

"Where did you get this material from? I haven't found similar fabric in the city before!"

Yang Liu was startled and said calmly: "Do you want to find such fabric and make it yourself?"

"Hey, if I didn't find you, I would have to do it by myself. However, if I find you, I won't worry about it anymore."

"Yeah!" Yang Liu said noncommittally.

"Did you get the goods from the Citi Market in the provincial capital?" Zhong Zhipeng was still asking.

"Citi market? Why do you ask that?" Yang Liu asked instead without answering.

Zhong Zhipeng leaned forward and whispered, looking very mysterious.

"I heard that Citi Market has goods shipped back from outside. However, it is impossible to get them unless you are an acquaintance. They will not sell them to the public."

Yang Liu lowered his head and thought for a while, and realized that there should be smuggled goods in the Citi Market, and Zhong Zhipeng thought he was getting smuggled goods.
Chapter completed!