Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Zheng Juzi recounted the exaggerated events that happened when he delivered the cushion. He felt it was a bit unexpected, coincidental, and even funny. He guessed that Dennis really believed that the cushion saved him from disaster.

When Duan Zhihui heard about this for the first time, he was also shocked.

He thought that only people like Old Lady Zheng would hire someone to perform shaman rituals, but he didn't expect that Zheng Juzi also had such an idea.

The most incredible thing is that even foreigners believed it.

Is there really such a thing as destiny?

He didn't want to believe it, but people came from thousands of miles away, so how could he, as the person who received them, not believe it?

"Should we take him to the City God Temple to burn incense?" Duan Zhihui asked tentatively. He even wanted to find a Taoist priest to perform a ritual for him. This thing might really be useful.

People in the countryside do worship the land, but they only use a small niche built with a few tiles in a small place, and inside the niche is a small cloth figurine. This is only possible because the top is loose.

When villagers worship their ancestors on daily basis, they only dare to burn incense secretly.

Go to the City God Temple to burn incense? There is no City God Temple nearby...

"Forget it. They have their own religious beliefs." Zheng Juzi directly rejected this idea.

When people come, just treat them to some food and drinks. It's so tiring to prepare all those things.

Duan Zhihui suddenly felt that the sisters were really polite to him as they were so indifferent to the wealthy foreign businessmen.

He didn't know that Zheng Juzi was really exhausted by the pile of test papers recently, and felt that doing anything more was a torture.

Supplies were clearly scarce at that time, so where did the teachers get so many test papers?

She was given special tuition for many papers, saying that she was afraid that her studies would be affected when the foreign businessmen came, so she was asked to do some tutoring first.

Would you welcome them?

Whether they are welcome or not has been decided. After all, they are foreign investors. If they suddenly decide to invest in Dongji Town, then they are attracting foreign investment, which is a definite political achievement.

Zheng Juzi was speechless. "It's good to want to attract foreign investment. Uncle Duan, can you tell me what kind of factory you are going to open?"

There has to be something attractive to attract investment, right?

Whether it is policies or special products, the most competitive feature of Dongji Town is their several new factories.

The largest factory in their town is the Dongji Porcelain Factory. The factory's efficiency is barely adequate, and the porcelain it produces is also just okay. They are all cheap daily necessities that cannot be sold at a high price.

So, even if there is no focus on attracting investment, why bother to entertain foreign investors? Just treat them to a few decent meals and that will be enough.

"Isn't this too hasty?" Duan Zhihui always felt uneasy if he did nothing when foreign businessmen came.

Zheng Juzi was still able to help the leader solve problems, and suggested: "If you feel uneasy doing nothing, you can reimburse our meal expenses at that time."

Duan Zhihui: "Do you just want to reimburse the food and beverage expenses? Don't you need an accompanying person?"

Zheng Juzi raised her foot and stood directly on the small stool. "If you had someone with you, I wouldn't bother with this. How would anyone see me if I brought a bunch of accompanying people? I am already contributing to the friendship between China and the United States by entertaining one foreign guest. How many more people do you want me to entertain?"

As expected, a half-grown child is a half-grown child. Duan Zhihui looked her up and down and said, "Juzi has grown a lot taller recently."

Just like changing his face, Zheng Juzi asked in surprise: "Really?"

Duan Zhihui said with certainty: "Really."

Zheng Hanqiu, who was standing by, couldn't bear to watch any more and said, "Uncle Duan, if you really want to do something, you can get some bluestone slabs to build a path to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and then build a small pavilion on it, so that when people come, they will have a place to walk around."

Duan Zhihui thought to himself: You want to have a place to move around, right?

However, this small matter wouldn't cost much money, and if I could make it a little more creative, I would have an explanation for it, so I agreed readily.

"Sister, are you annoyed?" After sending the people away and looking at the pile of test papers on the table, Zheng Juzi really wanted to destroy them all with fire.

Zheng Hanqiu said: "You are the one who is upset, why should I be upset?"

Zheng Juzi protested: "No, we must share the hardship. You can't run away from the work."

Zheng Hanqiu said, "Do you need me to be your translator? I'm not good at playing tricks."

Zheng Juzi...what's wrong with this world?

What misunderstandings do you have about me?

Believe in science. I am not superstitious.

Pei Xiangdong had returned from the imperial capital a long time ago, and brought back a batch of new sewing machines to the factory, whose speed and efficiency were higher than those of previous sewing machines.

During this period, all employees had just completed training and were put into production, and the factory's production efficiency increased significantly.

Xing Fang's heart ached. The previous batch of sewing machines were second-hand ones bought from other factories. It was simply a waste of money to replace them with new ones before they had even been used for a year.

Without spending any money, Zheng Juzi had an idea and started a training class using those obsolete sewing machines.

Even if it is an obsolete sewing machine, it is still much better than the ordinary foot-operated sewing machine in town.

At that time, clothes in Yangcheng were very cheap, and many people went to Yangcheng to purchase goods and do clothing business. As long as no accidents happened, they could basically make money.

why?

Because clothes are expensive elsewhere!

Due to the lack of information and transportation, the resources and manpower in various places are simply not matched. To make clothes in small places, you need cotton, cloth, dyes, sewing machines, threads... and other materials, all of which cost money. In addition, the accumulation of technical levels can make the cost of a piece of clothing difficult to reduce.

The point is not that it can’t be sold, the point is that you can’t make much money even if you sell it at a high price.

Only a few families can buy new clothes during the Chinese New Year. Most of those who can afford new clothes make them at home, and only a few people who have enough money will buy them.

There are only a few types of fabrics available on the market, and the patterns are all repetitive, so if someone's clothes look good, there will soon be skilled tailors who will follow suit and make similar ones.

And this clothing-making skill is also one of the criteria that many families use to assess their future daughter-in-law.

In general, people learn skills from relatives such as mothers or mothers-in-law, so the skills are naturally uneven.

If you want to learn from the master tailor in the town, you have to work as an apprentice for one or two years for free.

At this moment, Zheng Juzi directly opened a training class.

Doing other business is still business, but opening a training class? Mu Xiaoyun really wants to ask: Can you operate a sewing machine yourself?

Zheng Juzi doesn't know how to do that. She is only responsible for hiring people. It is very easy to hire a few old craftsmen if you have money these days. The best thing you can do is to train a few young successors who can speak clearly.