Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 428 - 427: The Goose Offering Ceremony

Chapter 428: Chapter 427: The Goose Offering Ceremony

These little trinkets that could be bought in bulk with free shipping for just 99 cents in later generations are impossible to purchase with a simple tap now, and Lin Nianhe was not into crafts anyway, so these semi-finished products weren’t on her stockpiling list.

No chance of finding cheaper substitutes nowadays, only pricier ones—

pearls, jade...

The pencil spins between her fingers, the problem wandering full circle back to the start.

Where to go digging... looking for these things?

Thinking of "digging" for the second time in a short span startled Lin Nianhe.

Was it because the process and outcome of setting a trap for Director Zhai recently were so perfect that she unconsciously wanted to set traps for others?

Lin Nianhe took a deep breath, closed her eyes touching her conscience... closed her eyes and muttered to herself:

"I’m a good person, I’m a kind-hearted good person... starting from New Year’s, I must be a good person."

Saying so, she took out a small red string from her space and tied it around her wrist.

One, two, three, four... eight strings.

She couldn’t tie any more; there wasn’t much room left on her wrist.

When Wen Lan entered holding the sewing basket, she saw Lin Nianhe mumbling to herself while staring at her own wrist.

Sister Lan was shocked: "Are you chanting spells while drawing your designs?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

"Are you cursing the capitalists?"

"..."

"What good are these spells?"

"..."

"Do you know a spell that makes me sew faster?"

"..."

What makes Sister Lan dream so conservatively?

Why not chant, "May the northwest wind blow banknotes to my home"?

Lin Nianhe speechlessly watched Wen Lan, then pulled down her sleeves to cover the little red strings on her wrist.

She instinctively wanted to retort, but considering the distance between them...

It must be because her recent actions were too misleading!

It was her fault!

Lin Nianhe moved inward a bit, indicating Wen Lan to sit down, and showed her a newly drawn pattern: "Sister Lan, make this as soon as possible, it’s urgent."

Wen Lan glanced at it, pointing at a part uncertainly: "What’s this? Wheat?"

Lin Nianhe: "Feathers."

"What feathers?"

"Any from a big white goose will do."

"Where am I supposed to find those for you?"

"Second Uncle Li’s house has two big white geese, Sister Lan, go negotiate with the goose and borrow a few."

"What if the goose twists me?"

"Run!"

Lin Nianhe’s suggestion... was actually flawless.

It was just that Wen Lan made an error during the operation, and strangled Second Uncle Li’s big fat goose that had been raised for two years.

To prevent Second Uncle Li from suffering losses, Lin Nianhe explained the situation to Factory Director Ji, who then purchased the goose at the highest price offered by the Cooperative Society.

Factory Director Ji did not expect that he would spend eight yuan eighty cents and five chi of cloth tickets just after entering the door.

Lin Nianhe kindly consoled him: "Factory Director Ji, this is also for the purpose of boosting exports through investment; investments are necessary."

Factory Director Ji felt something was off—didn’t they just need the goose feathers? Why buy the whole goose?

Right as he was about to argue, he was silenced by a slap from Wong Xiao, "Old Ji, what are you fussing about? It’s just a goose! The leader personally came, even if we don’t use the goose feathers, isn’t it proper to serve a goose for the occasion?"

Factory Director Ji still felt something was off—the matter of hosting leaders should be the responsibility of the commune, right? Doesn’t the commune have a special fund for that?

Wong Xiao, who was sensitive about money, instantly saw Factory Director Ji aiming at him, and immediately said, "Alright, Old Ji, don’t sweat the small stuff. Let’s first discuss boosting exports through investment; that’s what’s most important!"

Wong Xiao was radiant today, as if infused with an energizing shot.

He could hardly believe it, that he, Wong Xiao, would have a day when he could earn foreign currency for his country!

Wong Xiao rubbed his hands and bypassed Lin Nianhe, directly instructing Factory Director Ji: "When you go back, pick out the best-skilled workers to form a separate group solely responsible for making the export Head Flower. Quality control needs to be elevated one more level! Also, that..."

Suddenly, Wong Xiao couldn’t continue; he slowly turned his head, saw the look in Lin Nianhe’s eyes, and quickly broke into a smile: "Xiao Lin, since you understand this, you arrange the work."

Lin Nianhe smiled perfunctorily and said, "Let’s keep the best-skilled workers for our domestic Head Flower. Quality control by our current standards is already sufficient. Head Flower is a consumable, not something that needs to last three generations. Making it as tough as steel is going to... Whom are we going to sell our products to in the future?"

Wong Xiao rubbed his hands nervously: "But can we still sell them if the quality is not good?"

"I’m not asking you to cut corners, just do it normally," Lin Nianhe said, "Don’t worry about selling, I’ll figure it out."

"Alright then!"

"Now I’ll talk business," Lin Nianhe said.

Wong Xiao nervously smoothed his hair.

Xiao Lin was finally talking business, not because he had just cleverly suggested an unreliable proposal right? It shouldn’t be... right?

Lin Nianhe kindly didn’t blame Wong Xiao.

Wong Xiao’s attitude towards the export goods was like many others—eager to present the best to foreign guests for free choice, fearing that even a tiny flaw might hinder earning foreign currency.

This was because the country currently lacked foreign currency, prompting various factories to go all out to woo foreign traders.

Lin Nianhe refused to indulge them, adhering to a service philosophy of, "If you buy honestly, all is well; if you dare to nitpick, I’ll bankrupt you," and crafted a battle plan of "Not one of us, even a slight loss is a loss."

However, these thoughts couldn’t be expressed aloud, otherwise, it would scare Wong Xiao pale.

Lin Nianhe began delegating tasks: "First issue, our fabric indeed needs altering, not just the pattern of the cotton fabric but also order some silk fabrics from another textile factory, Factory Director Ji, you handle the negotiation. We also need some net fabric... I think we can source it from a mosquito net factory, buy some raw materials."

Factory Director Ji took diligent notes in his notebook, his hand visibly shook when he wrote down "mosquito net factory."

Mosquito net, Head Flower.

Why did he feel that these two things didn’t mesh?

Lin Nianhe didn’t have time to explain much and continued: "Second matter, we need to order a batch of 1mm thick gilded chains, as well as our ’Lan’ metal tags, I’ve written down the quantity, size, and dimensions, Uncle Wong, please take care of this."

Wong Xiao took the paper, his hands also trembled—last time he nearly got kicked out of the printing factory when ordering paper bags due to the small quantity they didn’t want to bother with; now this was even more exaggerated, requiring the factory to retool.

Wong Xiao felt he didn’t have enough clout.

Lin Nianhe: "Uncle Wong, I know this is tough, but it’s really important, other than you I can’t think of anyone else who could handle it, please take the trouble."

Wong Xiao: "...!"

Just as expected!

He indeed was the most capable uncle in Xiao Lin’s eyes!