Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

"This is the temporary warehouse we rented, and it will be renovated soon." Jiang Xiaoyu smacked her lips. She finally understood why Sister Xinxin applied for so much funding. The investment and production of the third phase alone cost a fortune. small amount.

Thinking about the extraordinary recording mode of the third issue, Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help being a little excited.

A few minutes later, the car stopped at the downstairs of the colorful house. When I got closer, I saw various graffiti on the walls, and there were a lot of cloth printed with various patterns hanging on the top, which fluttered in the wind, which was very distinctive.

Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the time: "At this time, the mayor of the town happens to be away, so we can knock on the door."

As soon as Zuo Xinxin got out of the car, Jiang Yucheng walked over with long legs, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Not long after, the door was opened, and an old man who was about fifty years old but full of energy appeared in sight.

The two talked in a low voice, and then Jiang Yucheng turned his head: "Go in."

Zuo Xinxin nodded slightly, followed behind them, Jiang Xiaoyu came over and whispered: "Sister Xinxin, is Mr. Jiang speaking the dialect here?"

"No." Zuo Xinxin didn't find it surprising why Jiang Yucheng could speak the language of country Y, because she knew it too, and as far as she knew, Jiang Yucheng could not only speak this foreign language.

Jiang Xiaoyu whispered.

The three of them followed the old man to the living room. Zuo Xinxin and Jiang Xiaoyu introduced themselves in the substandard Y language. Puaisi nodded slightly: "Not many tourists come to our place, but we welcome you very much."

He poured several cups of strong tea and said, "This is our town's special tea, you guys should try it."

Zuo Xinxin took a sip, and it tasted like milk, but also had a plant fragrance, which was slightly sweet, and she wouldn't feel tired after drinking too much.

It's a bit like milk powder, but it tastes better than milk powder.

Suddenly Puaisi stared at Jiang Xiaoyu for a few seconds, the smile on his face faded a little: "You are not here to travel, you are also from that show?"

Everyone in the town knew that there was a show to be recorded in Mullin.

However, because they negotiated with the mayor, they will give each household a fee. Although it is not much, it is also an extra income for them, and it does not hinder their lives, so they agreed.

Zuo Xinxin said: "Mr. Puaisi, we sincerely invite you to participate in our program on behalf of Mullin Town. Your weaving skills are the best in the town. This is exactly what we need. We can discuss the specific conditions separately."

"No, I have clearly rejected it. I have no objection to your cooperation with the town, but I will not agree." After speaking, Puaisi was about to stand up, as if to issue an order to evict the guest.

At this time, Jiang Yucheng suddenly said: "Everyone in the town makes a living doing textile business." He glanced at Zuo Xinxin, "I saw a lot of materials piled up in the yard. They look good, but they can't be sold. ?"

Zuo Xinxin's eyes flashed, and after thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case.

Not to mention all of them, at least three of the five houses had fabrics with different prints hanging in their yards, or plants similar to raw materials. Zuo Xinxin was most familiar with these things.

It's just that I didn't think about it in that direction at the time.

Hearing Jiang Yucheng's words, Puaisi paused, and Zuo Xinxin took out a business card from his bag and handed it over: "This time we are not only here to invite Mr. to participate in the show, I am the person in charge of Ai Cheng Clothing I am very interested in your town's unique textile craftsmanship, if Mr. Puyce is willing, we can talk about it in detail."

There was English on the business card, and Puis was taken aback when he saw it.

The two people in front of them have extraordinary temperament, and there is no flaw in their conversation, they don't look like liars.

"Hold on."

Puaisi put away the business card, Zuo Xinxin heaved a sigh of relief, and then saw the old man turn on the computer and enter the company name of Ai Cheng Clothing.

"..." You are too obvious.

A few minutes later, Puaisi closed the computer: "I want to know what Miss Zuo thinks about our cooperation?"

Zuo Xinxin paused, and said: "You pass on the craftsmanship, and we sell it to us, but the premise is that I need to understand it deeply and confirm its value before we can cooperate."

Before she came, she hadn't thought about it, but just now when Jiang Yucheng reminded her, she had this idea.

As long as the finished product or materials handed over by Mullin Town are worthy of her decision, then everything will be happy. If not, it can only be said that it is not a fate.

Hearing Zuo Xinxin's words, Puaisi smiled: "In order for me to participate in your program, you are really willing to spend your money."

Zuo Xinxin said: "Sir is a well-known old tailor in the town, and he is also the leader who guides everyone."

Although Puaisi is no longer the mayor, he still has a status in the hearts of the residents, even higher than his son.

The old mayor was unwilling to agree, because he thought that the program team stole the craftsmanship in the name of invitation, and he would rely on this skill to lead the people in the town to seek survival, of course he didn't want to.

After the tentative negotiation, the four of them sat down and continued to drink tea, and Puaisi spoke eloquently.

It turns out that there is a plant called Cassanda growing in the small town of Mulin. The juice of the fruit is milky white. It can be mixed with water or various dyes. If the dye mixed with the juice of Cassanda is used to dye the cloth, the quality of the cloth itself will be improved. , the color and retention will also greatly increase.

The small town of Mullin has always made a living selling cloth and cassandra stock solution. Just last year, a group of people came to the town and said they wanted to order in large quantities.

At that time, the people in the town were very happy and worked hard according to the assigned orders. Who knew that when their goods were ready, the group of people turned back and took only one-third of the goods, and left overnight, and even took them away. They make cassandra stock in bulk.

The supply exceeded the sales. After a continuous heavy rain, many cloths were damp and moldy, causing heavy losses. It was not until this year that the economic situation of the residents gradually improved.

This is also the reason why the old mayor rejected the program group.

After hearing this, Zuo Xinxin became more and more excited.

The custom of dyeing cloth is preserved in the town, and there is secondary processing of special raw liquid. Zuo Xinxin almost thought that the time here was a long time ago.

Originally thought that they had a special production method, but unexpectedly let her discover a novel plant.

She is very interested in this stock solution.

"We will send someone to conduct an in-depth understanding. If the husband is willing, we can cooperate for a long time." Zuo Xinxin said.

Puaisi nodded: "Yes, but I have a request."

"You say."

"During this process, I need a lawyer to watch the whole process to ensure that you are not here to cheat on the craftsmanship. In case something happens, we can still claim compensation through legal procedures."

Hearing these words, Zuo Xinxin vaguely guessed the reason why Puaisi refused to cooperate at first, she smiled: "Of course, if you are worried, sir, you can hire a lawyer yourself."

The old man snorted and didn't say anything. He drank two sips of tea before saying, "Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to get something."

When he left, Jiang Xiaoyu was the first to come over: "Sister Xin, the old mayor has been cheated, right?"

Zuo Xinxin is not sure: "It seems that this plant liquid is not well known to everyone, it is likely to be a plant that only exists in this town or nearby areas. Mulin Town relies on this in exchange for economic income. Of course, be careful of being monopolized by outsiders. .”

If you encounter a tyrannical merchant, you can directly buy the land with a lot of money and drive them away. It is also possible for the merchant to process and produce it yourself.

A gust of wind blew in, Zuo Xinxin felt a little cold, walked towards the fireplace, and saw a few old photos hanging on the wall, the front one was Puaisi when he was young and the blond boy He became a young man, and next to the two of them, there was another young man with brown hair.

The relationship between the three seems extremely close, like a family.

According to the data, Puaisi has only one adopted son, a blond boy, so who is this brown-haired young man?

"Xiaoyu, are there these two people on our shortlist?" Zuo Xinxin pointed at the two young people beside Puaisi.

Jiang Xiaoyu recognized it and shook his head: "No, the town mayor is on the left. He is not interested in the tailoring industry, and the person on the right is not a candidate."

When they selected candidates, they all went through understanding, and they were also in the tailoring industry.

If not, it means that this person is not a relevant practitioner.

Zuo Xinxin stared at the photo for a few seconds, and then began to look at the furnishings in the room.

Few people in country Y now use real fireplaces, and most families use fake fireplaces that burn electricity to create an atmosphere. But after all, Puaisi is old, and the elderly like to keep things old-fashioned, which is normal.

There is a rattan basket on the cabinet next to the fireplace, and inside are some rags of different colors. Under the light, the color of these cloths does not seem to change much.

Out of professional curiosity, Zuo Xinxin picked up a few pieces to study, and found that the texture was smooth and delicate, which was indeed better than those made by ordinary textile factories.

At this time, Puaisi came down from the stairs, holding three iron boxes in his hand, which looked quite heavy.

Seeing Zuo Xinxin holding the strips of cloth in the rattan basket, he paused, and soon returned to normal.

"This is the tea sugar made by the residents of Mullin Town. It can be eaten directly or brewed in hot water. I don't make much. I will give it to you as a meeting gift."

"Thank you." Zuo Xinxin smiled. Jiang Xiaoyu was about to go to pick it up, but Jiang Yucheng took the first step. She silently withdrew her hand. Well, today she is going to make a light bulb that is out of power.

Zuo Xinxin glanced at the photo on the wall again, and couldn't help asking: "Is the person behind the photo a relative of Mr.?"

"No." Puaisi paused, and when he was about to sit down, he got up and took down the photo of the brown-haired youth and put it in the drawer.

He didn't want to say, of course Zuo Xinxin wouldn't ask, but he just took a closer look at the place where the photo frame was originally hung, and it was empty.

The four of them sat together and chatted about the show, and when they learned that they were only going to help a certain model in the show to complete the costume, Puaisi relaxed his guard a little.

For some reason, he asked, "Did you all choose from people in the town?"

"Yes, we've already discussed this with the mayor, and we've listed the candidates," Zuo Xinxin said.

Hearing the words "candidate personnel", Puaisi seemed to want to ask something else, but in the end he didn't speak, but just nodded: "Alright, he can decide these things."