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Chapter 230: How to sell something worth one yuan for three yuan

Li Wenjun knew that it felt good to create value, to be needed and praised by others, and it was very important to anyone. He smiled: "Mom, I will design a few more tablecloths tomorrow. You can make some when you have time at home."

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Liu Cuihong nodded: "Okay, okay."

Li Wenjun added: "Don't work too hard. If you can't do it, please help me ask the aunties next door if anyone is willing to help make this tassel. It costs five cents each. If you go back with the cloth and silk thread, you can make the tablecloth."

If the finished product meets the requirements, the labor cost is 30 cents per tablecloth. You are responsible for checking whether the things they hand in are up to standard."

Liu Cuihong thought for a while: "I can finish the tablecloth by myself for the time being, but I can ask Aunt Cao next door to help me make the tassels. She is better at doing this. It costs five cents each. She will definitely be willing, and she can make dozens of them a day."

Upon hearing this, Li Wenjun hurriedly said: "Make some tassels of various colors, and then weave some knots of various kinds, such as concentric knots and so on. I will give her a salary of 5 cents each. No, a small family workshop has opened up."

Liu Cuihong smiled: "Well, I never thought I could be a foreman one day."

Li Wenjun said: "Isn't that right? You are now the person in charge of the 'Wenjun Arts and Crafts Factory'."

Li Changming snorted.

Li Wenjun said: "Dad is the person in charge of the 'Wenjun Furniture Factory'."

Li Changming was happy in his heart, but he said: "You are really like a child playing house. If you point at anyone, you will become a general."

When Liu Dongmei and Gu Zhanyan heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

Diandian shouted: "I am also a general."

The lines on Li Changming's face immediately softened, and he said softly to Dot and Dian: "My good granddaughter is a female general and a princess."

Li Wenyong had already washed himself and changed his clothes. He came over and sat down at the dining table: "We will start practicing football next week."

When Li Wenjun heard this, his face wrinkled up: "Brother, aren't there still two months?"

Li Wenyong said: "We can only practice for two hours a day, so we have to start early. This time we are playing against the strong mining teams across the country. Compared with them, the previous games were just like playing."

Li Wenjun thought for a while: "Okay. Let's wait until after 5 p.m."

Li Wenyong nodded: "Don't worry, we can't come until we get off work, so we will schedule it in the evening, from 7 to 9 o'clock. It's not hot. After playing, we can go home and take a shower and sleep. It's just right."

Li Changming waited for Li Wenyong to finish and said to Li Wenjun: "After dinner, give me the drawings and I can think about it at night."

Li Wenjun nodded: "Okay."

Liu Cuihong said angrily: "You are a damn old man. If you don't rest yourself, you won't let your children rest."

Li Wenjun smiled: "It doesn't matter, I can finish the painting in a few minutes. I just came back to rest for a while."

Gu Zhanyan suddenly remembered and said, "Ah, by the way. Today the garment factory sent a package with my name on it. I went to get it back."

She got up and went back, bringing a few bags and some clothes over: "Just in time, let's share them while everyone is here."

Liu Dongmei took a look at the small brown backpack and immediately took it: "Oh, it's so beautiful. Give me this."

Gu Zhanyan smiled: "Okay, just take it if you like."

Li Wenjun took the big blue rucksack in his hand and looked at it. Director Mo had indeed strengthened the straps and back. Although compared to later backpacks designed based on ergonomics, this backpack was still far behind.

But the design concept is enough to set aside the products currently on the market for more than fifteen years.

Li Wenjun handed the backpack to Li Wenyong: "Brother, this is suitable for you."

Li Wenyong took it, weighed it and said, "It's very good. Get a few more and give one to each of our underground workers. We will pay for it from the labor insurance expenses."

Li Wenjun nodded and said: "This bag costs two yuan each. I can get it from the garment factory at cost. How much is your labor insurance budget?"

Li Wenyong was taken aback and said: "The maximum amount is one yuan per person."

Li Wenjun thought for a while and replied: "I'll think of a way. How many do you want?"

Li Wenyong replied: "At least fifty. It would be better if there are sixty."

Gu Zhanyan picked up the two sets of clothes and handed them to Li Changming and Liu Cuihong: "The styles and sizes of these two sets of clothes, I feel like they are customized according to the sizes of dad and mom."

Li Changming and Liu Cuihong took it and took a look, and it was true.

Li Wenjun smiled: Director Mo was really attentive. He kept the measurements of Li Changming and Liu Cuihong, and Director Mo sent the clothes according to their measurements.

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Li Wenjun drew two sets of tea tables, a desk with bookcase and chairs, and a dining table and chairs for Li Changming.

In this way, the small booth can be transformed into a complete home environment. In the future, the space will be large enough to accommodate beds, wardrobes, etc.

He drew a few more pictures of tablecloths for Liu Cuihong. They said they were new pictures, but in fact they changed the sharp corners to rounded corners, the position and color of the tassels, and the colors in the middle and edges.

Anyway, the tablecloth is a supporting role, it doesn’t need to be too brilliant or innovative. Moreover, the styles he has designed now are innovative enough for people of this era.

Li Changming and Liu Cuihong each took the drawings and thought about it. They really looked like an old craftsman or technical director studying the drawings.

When Li Wenjun returned home, he saw Gu Zhanyan thinking about the bag he got back today.

It turned out that she had left a dumpling-shaped handbag with a black zipper closure for herself.

Li Wenjun saw that she was so fascinated and asked: "How is it?"

Gu Zhanyan smiled: "The style is pretty good-looking, and the color is actually very safe. But the overall feeling is a bit monotonous and dull."

She pulled off the silk scarf used to tie her hair off her head. This was given to her by Ji Rushi when she went to play in Ji Rushi's dormitory last time.

Gu Zhanyan tied the silk scarf to the handle of the bag.

The originally dull bag immediately became bright, lively and fashionable.

Li Wenjun said in surprise: "Eh? That's good."

It doesn’t have to be such a high-end silk scarf, even a cotton handkerchief with a brighter color will do.

In this way, the quality of this package will be improved.

It used to cost one yuan, but now it costs three yuan, no problem!

Li Wenjun said: "Design a few more styles of handkerchiefs, and draw them in color to let them know the color matching. I will send it to Director Mo tomorrow. He will definitely be very happy."

Gu Zhanyan was also very happy, with bright eyes: "Then I will draw it according to my ideas."

Unlike clothes, the colors and patterns of handkerchiefs can be exaggerated and bright, so just like painting, you can let go of your imagination and creativity and use various painting techniques and elements at will.

Li Wenjun said: "Yes, it can be used in traditional Chinese painting, freehand brushwork, landscape painting, impressionism, and abstraction in oil painting. Many paintings by Monet and Van Gogh are amazing when used on handkerchiefs. Roqueco style and classicism are definitely no problem.

, in fact, the Baroque style is not afraid to use it. Just use it. Because the background color is dull, it is best to use exaggerated embellishments."

Gu Zhanyan was secretly surprised that Li Wenjun knew about Van Gogh and Monet, but she was not surprised. He also knew about the Roqueco and Baroque schools, which surprised her.

How many things are in his mind...


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