Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"After you finish eating, go to work. Yingyue, you teach Hongye!"

After dinner, Xia Qingqing began to arrange work. She bought another sewing machine. Now she has two machines and has more manpower, so she can take on more work in the future.

"I still have to go back to check out, and I still have these tapes." Zhuang Hongye said embarrassedly.

"I'll have someone do it. I'll deal with the tape for you."

Xia Qingqing didn't dare to let her go, fearing that she would never come back, so she called Qian Liujin and asked him to check out first and then come back to get the tapes. She gave them away for free. Qian Liujin and his brother were overjoyed, believing that they could make a fortune by following Sister Qingqing.

Brother Qian Liujin was very efficient and came over in the afternoon, bringing sixteen dollars, which was the deposit and the remaining rent.

Xia Qingqing added another hundred yuan as money for disposing of the tapes and gave it all to Zhuang Hongye.

Zhuang Hongye knew how to operate a sewing machine, and she quickly got the hang of it. With her joining in, the backlog of clothes were all made. Xia Qingqing also designed several styles of skirts and shirts, and made more than a dozen of them and hung them up. Customers who came to make clothes liked them very much after seeing them, and when they asked about the prices, they were willing to buy the ready-made clothes because they were not expensive. The business was booming, with a daily turnover of thousands of yuan.

The four sisters now have a clear division of labor. Xiao Yingyue and Zhuang Hongye are responsible for operating the sewing machines, Xia Qingqing designs the styles, and teaches Song Chunlan how to cut. She already knows how to make clothes and has a talent for cutting, so she learns quickly.

Xia Qingqing plans to train Song Chunlan to go the design route, and she will be mainly responsible for the design of the garment factory in the future. Zhuang Hongye and Xiao Yingyue will also have broader paths in the future, and operating a sewing machine is only temporary.

She has already gone to the relevant departments to complete the formalities for the garment factory, and asked Qian Liujin's brother to find a suitable factory. Once the factory is found, they will buy some sewing machines and recruit some workers, and the garment factory can start operations.

The clothing brand she registered is 'Xianglan'er. Xia Qingqing's idea is to take advantage of the popularity of foreign brands. It's not that she is worshipful of foreign things, but people nowadays are really a bit foreign-worshipping. No matter what it is, as long as it has something to do with foreign things, they will associate it with high-end and expensive.

Most ordinary people think that domestic products are rustic and backward.

Xia Qingqing felt that she had no way to change the minds of hundreds of millions of people, so she had to go with the flow. Making money was the bottom line, and everything else was empty.

"Sister Qingqing, do you want to eat some oil dumplings?"

Xiao Yingyue came back skipping, followed by the equally skipping little fish. Both of them were eating, but different things.

Xiaoyu ate the wedding eggs, but Xiao Yingyue didn't dare to eat it. She ate fried dumplings, which were smeared with a thick layer of chili sauce that covered her lips.

"Sister, this is delicious."

Xiaoyu handed over a festive egg, with half an egg still in her hand.

"Hongye, Sister Chunlan, come and eat!"

Xia Qingqing asked the two busy people to come and eat, and she peeled a wedding egg. The correct way to eat a wedding egg is to knock a small hole at one end first, then suck out the juice through the hole, and then peel off the shell and eat it.

Zhuang Hongye and Song Chunlan both like to eat wedding eggs, but Xiao Yingyue doesn't dare to eat them. Xia Qingqing deliberately put a half-bitten wedding egg with its claws exposed in front of her to tease her: "You really don't want to eat it? It's so delicious!"

"do not want!"

Xiao Yingyue stepped back in fear, her whole body tensed as if she had seen a snake.

“What a delicious treat you’ve missed!”

Xia Qingqing shrugged, took back the wedding egg, swallowed half of it in one gulp, and then took a string of fried rice cakes to eat. Recently, an old lady came to the alley to set up a stall, selling oil dumplings, wedding eggs, fried rice cakes, etc. Her skills are very good and her business is booming.

Apart from anything else, the two guys in her family patronize the old lady's business almost every day.

"Qingqing, phone call!"

Sister Xu's roar came over, Xia Qingqing took a festive egg and ran to the store. The call was from Shen Qiubai.

"Qingqing, there's no problem with Langyue, but his current situation is not very good. He may not stay in Shanghai for long. Can I find another teacher for Xiaoyu?"

Shen Qiubai felt that Lang Yue could only hold on for a year at most. This young and famous painter was simply unable to adapt to the domestic environment and atmosphere, especially the intrigues in the school. Lang Yue was like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, and even after being sold, he had to help count the money.

"Let's go with Langyue. Xiaoyu likes him, and he offered to teach Xiaoyu. We can talk about the others later."

Xia Qingqing was no longer interested in other painters. People like Shi Wenliang were the majority in the calligraphy and painting circles. They were hypocritically noble and snobbish. They might have some real skills, but they were more pretentious. Such people were not suitable to teach the simple Xiaoyu. Langyue was more suitable.

"Then when are we going to meet Long Yue?"

Shen Qiubai planned to call his second sister-in-law again and ask her brothers and sisters-in-law from her mother's side to give a greeting to Shanghai so that Langyue's situation would be better. At least Xiaoyu had to be taught a lesson.

"I'll call Lang Yue later and talk to you about the time."

After finishing the business, Xia Qingqing asked about Shen Qiubai's diet and daily life. "Tie Niu said that you always go to bed late. You are not the only one in such a big factory. Give more work to the people below. If you finish all the work, what will the people below do?"

"Okay, I'll assign tasks after the meeting."

Shen Qiubai agreed with a smile. In fact, he was not busy with factory matters at night, but other tasks assigned to him by his superiors. The tasks were confidential and he could not tell Qingqing, but he liked being managed.

"Don't just agree with your mouth. I'll ask Tie Niu later. If you pretend to obey but disobey your will, I'll add a pound of Coptis chinensis to the medicine next time!" Xia Qingqing threatened.

"I will listen to you and will not go against your will. How about you come to check it out tonight?"

Shen Qiubai said sweet words while glaring at Tie Niu who was grinning foolishly beside him. He decided to cut half of his pocket money in the future. This idiot didn't learn any other skills but became better and better at complaining.

Xia Qingqing blushed and looked to the side, just in time to meet Sister Xu's gossipy eyes. Seeing her looking at her, Sister Xu quickly picked up the mirror and looked at herself. Her ears were still pointed.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm hanging up!"

Xia Qingqing quickly hung up the phone and called Lang Yue again, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Lang, I want to ask, are you still willing to accept my brother to learn painting?"

The last time she replied to Langyue, she was not considering letting Xiaoyu learn painting from him for the time being. Now she called again to ask for someone to buy it. Xia Qingqing felt embarrassed herself. It was all the fault of that old man Shi Wenliang.

"Of course I would. Xiaoyu is the most talented child I have ever met. I will teach you everything I know!" Langyue was very happy. He really liked Xiaoyu.

"Then when are you free? I'll bring Xiaoyu over to meet the master."

"Three days later?"

"Okay, see you in three days!"

Xia Qingqing hung up the phone happily and gave Sister Xu fifty cents along with the festive eggs.

"Thank you, I haven't eaten festive eggs for a long time."

Sister Xu took the eggs with a smile and found the triangles. She was not in a hurry to eat the eggs. She leaned on the counter and asked curiously, "Qingqing, are you and Director Shen dating?"