It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

This wave of business has allowed Wang Qingqing to make another profit. In addition to harvesting a few food tickets, meat tickets, vegetable oil tickets, match tickets, briquettes tickets, there are actually a few cigarette tickets.

Among the people Wang Qingqing knows, Master Xu, who sells buns, smokes the most fiercely. She took the cigarette ticket to find Master Xu. Cigarette tickets are a real good thing."

Li: "It's still good to smoke cigarettes, fragrant and mellow, but this cigarette ticket is too rare."

Master Xu exchanged money for Wang Qingqing at the market price, and then said to Wang Qingqing: "Xiao Miao, after the New Year, your tailoring business is not very good, right?"

"Indeed, no one has come to me to make clothes recently." Wang Qingqing frowned. Since the end of the year, she has also earned this money by selling cardigans, which is quite profitable. It's just that she can't continue this business, because she doesn't have a wool ticket, so how can she knit a sweater if she can't buy thread?

"That's for sure, it's not that people don't want to make clothes, it's really hard to get cloth tickets." Master Xu sighed: "A good job can pay more than ten feet in a year, that is, The material of a suit is poor, and the position is poor, three feet a year, what can I do with three feet? Making a small quilt for a baby in confinement is almost meaningless."

Three years in the new year, three years in the old, and another three years in sewing and mending, which family can make new clothes often?

"Food stamps are hard currency, you can exchange them for sugar stamps and meat stamps, but you can't exchange for cloth stamps. Cloth stamps are too scarce." Master Xu lowered his voice to Wang Qingqing Said: "Do you know Mrs. Zhang from the street office? She has a way to get rags from a garment factory. You can send some gifts and say a few good words to see if she can take you around this way."

"The rag head?" Wang Qingqing frowned, what can the rag head be used for? Do a mop?

She opened a clothing factory in the Republic of China, and knew how broken the cloth ends were, not to mention the scarcity of materials in this world now, the cloth ends must be even more broken, those scrap ends can be used for what?

"Your aunt came back with a bundle of cloth ends from Sister Zhang a few days ago, and she put them together to make a sheet." Master Xu wrung the cloth out of the drawer: "Although it takes a lot of effort. It doesn't look good, but after all, it doesn't require tickets, anyway, you can't get work now, you're idle, and if you spend a few pieces, there will always be someone willing to ask for it."

This is also true, Wang Qingqing thanked Master Xu, turned back home and thought about it, packed a pound of brown sugar and carried it to Sister Zhang's house.

Brown sugar is also a good thing in this era. A pound of brown sugar is not a light gift. Sister Zhang received the brown sugar and received Wang Qingqing with great enthusiasm.

After listening to her intention, Sister Zhang waved her hand boldly: "Hey! I think you have something to do, no problem, I will take you there in the afternoon."

After lunch, Wang Qingqing followed Sister Zhang to take the bus to the garment factory, probably due to the nature of the work done by the street. In fact, this cloth head has been quietly picked up by the employees of their factory, but if it can be used for a little, it has been touched by people long ago, and the rest are sold in bundles and packages, although broken It's a little bit more, but as long as you have patience, you can still spell something out. Our door curtains, bed sheets and quilts are all made of these rags. It's ugly or ugly, but now cloth tickets are rare, and it's good to use them. Don't even care about it."

The garment factory is in the east of the city, very far from Tiexi. It took two buses to get there. After getting off the bus, Sister Zhang led Wang Qingqing to the back door of the garment factory and knocked on a door. Tiepimen, she greeted the people inside very familiarly, and then introduced Wang Qingqing: "This is my mother's cousin sister-in-law, you can call her sister-in-law Cuilian, and when you come by yourself, you can find her directly."

Cui Lian's sister-in-law is also very cheerful, she looked up and down at Wang Qingqing with a smile and said, "This little daughter-in-law looks good, but she is too thin."

Wang Qingqing showed a shy smile, Sister Cuilian pointed behind her: "Five cents a bundle, eighty cents a pack, just pick and choose, just one, you can't open the bundle."

This is a brick building with a concrete floor. It is five rooms deep, and a large bundle of rags is piled up to the height of a person. Due to the atmosphere, although the cloth head is broken, the color is still uniform. They are all standard colors of gray, blue, black and green, with a little white and red mixed in, which looks very conspicuous.

Wang Qingqing turned over, the long and slender ones were tied into bundles, and the short and broken ones were packed into sacks. She picked up a bundle and weighed it, a bundle should be at least thirty pounds. A pack of 50 pounds can't hold it. Picking and choosing, Wang Qingqing chose two bundles and one bag, paid the money, and Sister Liu helped her carry the bag, and the two crowded the bus back to Tiexi.

Back home, Wang Qingqing turned out the straw mats used in summer and spread them on the ground in the yard, poured the rags on the straw mats and started sorting them by color and material.

This work Er Niu helped a lot, Wang Qingqing just gave an example, Er Niu understood the essence, the little girl sat in the cloth pile and did the sorting work, earnestly She looks so cute, Wang Qingqing couldn't help kissing her on the forehead, let her go to work, and started the design work herself.

The fabric is broken, and the ready-made clothes cannot be made. It is an idea to put together sheets and quilts, but even if she rents a sewing machine from Master Xu's house to use, the sewing work is still too much trouble. , after removing the cost of renting a sewing machine, it is probably just a hard-earned fee, which is too uneconomical.

Wang Qingqing fiddled with the fabric and soon had an idea.

The fake collar is fresh.

Children's sheets are much easier to put on.

The design is ready. In order to improve efficiency, Wang Qingqing cut a template with a cardboard, placed the template on a suitable fabric, brushed it with a paintbrush, and lifted it to cut it, but it took a long time. , Wang Qingqing's cut cloth heads are piled high.

The cloth head has been cut, but I still have to rent a sewing machine. Wang Qingqing came to Master Xu's house with the cloth. When Master Xu's wife saw Wang Qingqing's design, she immediately praised it again and again: "Young people have good brains, you say Why didn't I think of doing this?"

If I think about cutting it piece by piece, I won’t be able to.”

"If you want to do it too, auntie, just use the model I cut and compare it with cutting." Wang Qingqing gave her an idea with a smile.

"This, this is not good?" Master Xu's wife was a little moved. There were many young and old in a big bundle of cloth. Make a few fake collars to wear, but also save the dust there.

"It's just a cut, there's nothing wrong with that." Wang Qingqing didn't care about this. After she sold sweaters last time, someone came to her to ask her for advice on how to knit a double leaf pattern. Law, she also taught without hiding.

, there is no need to hide and tuck into people's tongues.

Master Xu's daughter-in-law was overjoyed when she heard the words: "Then this sewing machine will not charge you rent today, you can use it as you like."

"That's not good." Wang Qingqing's men kept saying, "This collar only sells for a few cents? You just freed me from one day's rent, you won't suffer a big loss?"

Wang Qingqing ordered Master Xu's sewing machine to give 10 cents an hour, and that day is the income of a handful of dollars. Master Xu's daughter-in-law was really reluctant, she laughed twice to catch Erniu He took a handful of peanuts and poured a glass of brown sugar water for Wang Qingqing: "Xiao Miao, drink water."

Wang Qingqing is agile, and she uses a method of dividing the process similar to an assembly line, so the efficiency is extremely high. A fake collar.

As soon as the fake collar was launched, it attracted a large number of rush buyers. Only Zhao Xiaoyan bought six of them because it was cheap and beautiful.

, Navy collar, tie collar, swallow collar everything. The price is 35 cents a piece, and no ticket is required. Anyone who comes to buy it will not take one. At least three starts.

Little Li is pregnant and has low blood sugar. She took a few days off to recuperate at home and did not catch up with the excitement. As soon as she went to work, she found that all the lesbians in this unit had changed into new shirts. Looking at them one by one, there was no repetition, but she was puzzled: "Is the unit giving out benefits while I'm away? You all made new clothes?"

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The opportunity in front of you, are you still stupid? Wang Qingqing rented a tricycle for two cents and went to the garment factory to pull a cart full of rags.

Sister-in-law Huaihua has a large family, and the coal in the grain book is always not enough to burn. The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes when she saw the coal ticket presented by Wang Qingqing: "Oh, help me. Just helping, Xiaomiao, you are too polite."

She refused, but the old lady put the coal ticket in her pocket, and after putting the ticket away, she urged Wang Qingqing: "Let's go, hurry up to you Go to work at home."

Another hard profit.

The trend of fake collars led by Wang Qingqing has not yet passed, and some people come to ask Wang Qingqing to knit sweaters with wool. Knitting sweaters is a time-consuming and meticulous work. It takes eight to nine days to knit a sweater, and she unceremoniously offered a price of fifteen yuan per piece based on the current monthly wages of employees.

Wang Qingqing's sweater has a novel and beautiful pattern. It is not inferior to the woven sweater in the supply and sales building. As long as you can get a ticket, the wool itself is not too expensive, even if you add fifteen The labor cost of a piece is still much cheaper than buying a finished sweater, so there are not many people who entrust her to knit sweaters.

Because of her good sweater, Wang Qingqing's reputation soared, and somehow it spread to Peng Dayuan's ears. Peng Dayuan, who had not been home for a long time, rolled his eyes and rode his bicycle back to Tiexi.

Meeting Wang Qingqing who was knitting a sweater, he first hummed and said a few nice words, then started to unbutton and undress.