Rebirth 70: The Fat Wife is Turning Over

She took some shiny golden "Fu" characters, couplets and a bunch of gadgets that Hua Zhao asked her to print, and said sadly: "Why didn't you take it out earlier? If you took it out earlier, you would have made money!"

This thing looks festive at first glance, and the big shiny gold characters are much prettier than those written with a black brush. People who celebrate the New Year want to celebrate the New Year, and this thing is a hit as soon as it comes out.

"Forgot." Hua Zhao said.

It's not that I don't care about this small amount of money, I'm really too busy.

Internally she has four biological children to take care of, externally she has a large family of children to take care of, and furthermore, she has a huge network of connections to keep an eye on who has children and whose children celebrate their birthdays.

It’s the Chinese New Year. Whoever likes tea, liquor, or pork head, when people come over, they can’t serve the wrong dishes.

If Ye Ming hadn't come over that day and asked her to write the word "blessing" for her, she wouldn't have been able to remember this.

Not only did she ask Ye Ming to write the character "福" for her, she also asked him to write many more couplets.

These are all trivial matters to Ye Ming. When he was practicing calligraphy when he was a child, he would write couplets. The Ye family has a thick book with excellent ancient and modern couplets.

Hua Zhao kept the ones for his own use, and gave the others to Tang Fanghe, asking her to find a printing house to print them.

Now that she remembered it, she didn't mind the money if she could make some money.

"We can only catch up with the end of the year this year." Tang Fanghe said regretfully: "There are only a few days until the Chinese New Year, and most people are ready."

If this thing is one day late, you won't be able to sell even one piece, and you have to wait until next year.

"If the goods are fully sold next year, we will still make a lot of money." Hua Zhao said.

Ye Ming also came over today and stood nearby. Only then did he know what the extra couplets he wrote that day were for.

He suddenly laughed and felt a little different.

Will his handwriting be plastered all over thousands of homes?

this.....

"We don't want it in vain, we will pay for the retouching." Hua Zhao looked at Ye Ming and said with a smile, "1,000 yuan for a pair."

She felt that Ye Ming's calligraphy was worth the price, even a little less.

It was also the first time for her to see Ye Ming's calligraphy, and she didn't expect that it turned out to be a master.

If he takes the path of a calligrapher, he doesn't know how much a word would be worth.

"Too many, no need." Ye Ming shook his head and smiled.

He felt that Hua Zhao was subsidizing him in disguise.

In order to repair the holes for Ye Xing and Ye Dan, he had already spent all his cash, and even borrowed some from Ye Shu, and his business was also affected.

Moreover, he was in bad shape and ended the business completely a few months ago.

Previously, Hua Zhao tried every means to get most of the things in the Ye family's underground to him, but it was impossible for him to sell those things and cash them out.

So he really didn't have much cash on hand.

But he doesn't need to.

"I have nothing to spend money on, not even my salary," he said.

In addition to honoring the elderly every month, he also buys things for the younger generation, whether it is food, drink or school supplies, and he does not spend much money.

"I thought it was too little." Hua Zhao said with a smile: "This is a big business. Who doesn't celebrate the New Year? Who doesn't post couplets during the New Year? When the eldest brother takes out his words, he will definitely crush everyone else, regardless of their knowledge. Those who are illiterate have to buy from us.

"I plan to sell a couplet for 1 yuan now and print 100,000 copies, or even more, and only give you 1,000, which is too little."

She felt that she was not exaggerating at all. Even illiterate people could tell whether something looked good or not. Ye Ming's handwriting was elegant and elegant, making people feel comfortable at a glance. It was definitely much better than those who were not professional.

Even professionals may not be able to compare.

Ye Shen and Hua Zhao have also seen calligraphy with calligraphy, and they can write very well, but they must not be used to write Spring Festival couplets, because they are too murderous.

His words have a fierceness that is ironclad, no matter how good they are, they are inappropriate.

The name of Ye is different. People like him are gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze. At least on the surface, they look like this...

"Actually, how much we sell it for depends entirely on our printing capabilities." Hua Zhao said, "1,000 is really a small amount, so just take it!"

How many households are there in China? Who doesn’t put up Spring Festival couplets? And it is replaced every year.

This is a huge market.

Hua Zhao analyzed it for him.

Ye Ming was still fine, but Tang Fanghe was excited.

Is she involved in anything?

The words are not hers, the printing shop is not hers, and the ideas are not hers. She just helps run errands.

"We have to ask Third Aunt to continue to help with errands, continue to communicate with major printing houses, and only accept our business, not other people's, and then sell it through the exercise book channel," Hua Zhao said.

If you want to make a lot of money, you still have to sell across the country. The market in Beijing is too small.

Therefore, Tang Fanghe, who is familiar with production and sales, can still participate.

"We each halve the cost, and each of us halve the profit." Hua Zhao said.

"Okay, okay!" Tang Fanghe nodded repeatedly. This half looked like it was picked up. Of course she was happy.

It wasn't a difficult task for her, anyone could come, but Hua Zhao gave her the pie, thinking of her kindness.

Hua Zhao smiled at Tang Fanghe and gave it to her because she thought Tang Fanghe was a teachable talent.

After telling her not to drift off last time, she immediately corrected herself.

I couldn't live in the newly bought big house anymore, so I went back to live with Ye Cheng's house honestly, and continued taking classes after stopping for a few months.

He said to the outside world that he was just working for others, and now that he is done with his work, he would continue to work as a teacher.

Moreover, she also went to the house where the dog bit her before to offer her condolences, and gave her gifts and money. She also promised that if anything happens to the child in the future because of the dog bite, she would be responsible for it.

I was finally forgiven by several family members.

So Hua Zhao gave her another pie.

Ye Ming smiled and refused no longer.

He had never paid attention to this market before. After being analyzed by Hua Zhaoyi, he really felt that it was a big market, and it was a market that was right under his nose, but not discovered by ordinary people.

Most people really can't find it, because nowadays it's popular to write your own couplets.

At the end of the year, the market for red paper and ink is quite good.

If you can’t write yourself, ask someone who can write, such as relatives or neighbors.

There are always a few old gentlemen who can write calligraphy in the countryside. Years ago was when they were most prestigious.

Later, with the advent of printed matter, this prestige disappeared.

Hua Zhao was happy to see Ye Ming agree.

If you write one hundred and eighty words a year, you can earn 100,000 yuan. In addition, she will give 1,000 yuan to each word "blessing" in various fonts, and you will earn more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan, which can be exchanged for a house.

Change one set a year.

When you need money in the future, you can sell your house and immediately achieve financial freedom.

The money was clean and verifiable, no one could say anything, and it was safer than any other business he did.

People of his status will be more and more strict in the future and will not be allowed to operate anything.

The three of them didn't speak quietly, and everyone around them who wanted to hear heard them.

Sun Yan felt that her mathematics skills were not enough, so she thought x10, x10, and then x10, so much that she didn't dare to multiply, and she couldn't believe that the three of them were talking about a deal for so much money.

She pushed Ye Chen and motioned for him to come over.

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