Reborn Troops

Wanwan frowned, feeling a little unhappy, but still managed a smile, "Boss Zhang, how come you have time to come to my place today?"

Zhang Jia shrugged. "I heard that you were researching some kind of coarse salt necklace recently. I was curious and came to take a look."

He walked to the counter, picked up a grain of salt sealed in resin, twisted it between his fingers, and said, "That's it? Coarse salt?"

Wanwan's expression was a little ugly, but she still suppressed her emotions, "Yes, coarse salt. I think it is very distinctive."

"Features?" Zhang Jia sneered and threw the salt back onto the counter, "Wan Wan, are you too naive?

Coarse salt is everywhere on the street, who wants it? Even if you make it, how much can you sell it for? "

Wanwan clenched her fingers slightly, her nails almost digging into her palms. She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calm.

"Boss Zhang, everyone has different aesthetic tastes and needs. I think coarse salt has its uniqueness and is worth trying."

"Unique?" Zhang Jia shook his head, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"Wanwan, you've been running a store on this street for a few years, right? How come you still don't understand the market?

People nowadays want something refined and high-end, not something as petty as yours. "

Qianqian stood aside, frowning. She couldn't help but speak, "Boss Zhang, Wanwan's idea is very good.

The texture and color of coarse salt are very special. As long as we find the right way to present it, someone will definitely like it.”

Zhang Jia glanced at Qian Qian, and the smile on his face turned even colder. "Oh? Really? Then you guys take your time to study it.

But I advise you not to waste your time. No matter how much you try to turn coarse salt into gold, it will never turn into gold. "

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he turned back and added,

"By the way, Wanwan, my new products will be on sale tomorrow. You're welcome to come and have a look. Maybe they can give you some inspiration."

The door of the shop slammed shut, and Wanwan stood there, her face pale. Her hands were shaking slightly, and her heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

"Wanwan..." Qianqian walked up to her and patted her shoulder gently, "Ignore him. He's just jealous of your creativity."

Wanwan shook her head, her voice choking, "Qianqian, he's right... Coarse salt is really worthless. Am I too naive?"

Qianqian held her hand and said firmly, "Wanwan, don't be influenced by him.

Your idea is great, but you haven’t found the most suitable way to present it yet. Let’s keep trying, and we will definitely succeed.”

Wanwan raised her head and looked into Qianqian's eyes, feeling a little more at ease. She nodded, "Well, let's try again."

The two returned to the workbench and began to adjust the proportion of resin and operation methods.

Although Wanwan was still a little uneasy, she told herself that she couldn't give up easily.

However, they tried countless times over the next few hours, but the resin either solidified too quickly or

This results in uneven distribution of salt particles, or the solidification is too slow, causing the salt particles to sink to the bottom and lose their original sense of layering.

Wanwan's patience was gradually worn out. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead and her fingers became a little sore from the frequent operations.

“It still doesn’t work…” Wanwan sighed, put down the tools in her hands, and slumped in the chair.

Qianqian also looked a little tired, but she still encouraged, “Wanwan, don’t be discouraged.

We have made a lot of progress compared to before. If we try a few more times, we may be able to find the most suitable ratio. "

Wan Wan shook her head, with a hint of fatigue in her voice, "Qianqian, I'm a little tired. How about... let's stop here today."

Qian Qian glanced at her and nodded, "Okay, then you take a rest first. I'll go get you a glass of water."

Qianqian got up to pour some water, while Wanwan leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and Zhang Jia's words kept echoing in her mind.

Coarse salt is not worth much... Coarse salt is not worth much... A feeling of powerlessness surged in her heart, as if all her efforts had become meaningless.

"Is this Zhou Wanwan's jewelry store?" the woman asked with a smile.

Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and said, "Yes, I'm Zhou Wanwan. What can I do for you?"

The woman walked to the counter and her eyes fell on the salt grains sealed in the resin. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. "Did you make these?"

Wanwan nodded, feeling a little nervous, "Yes, but it's still in the experimental stage and it's not going very well."

The woman picked up a grain of salt, examined it for a moment, then looked up, smiled, and said, “No, I think they’re beautiful.

The texture and color of the coarse salt are very special, and sealed in the resin, it's like being frozen in time."

Wanwan suddenly felt a warm current in her heart. She didn't expect that someone would appreciate her works so much. She asked excitedly, "Do you... really think they are beautiful?"

The woman nodded. "Yes. I have always liked natural and simple things like this. Your idea is very unique, I like it very much."

Zhou Wanwan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly said, "Then... do you want to buy one? I can customize a unique necklace for you."

The woman smiled and said, "Okay. But I have another suggestion."

"What suggestions?" Wanwan asked impatiently.

The woman put down the salt and whispered, "You can try adding some tiny metal flakes to the resin.

Or colored gravel to contrast with the salt. This way, the necklace will have a stronger layering and be more attractive.”

Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Yes! Why didn't I think of that!"

The woman smiled and nodded. “You are very smart. You will definitely be able to produce great works.”

Wanwan's heart was filled with gratitude, and she quickly said, "Thank you for your suggestion! I will definitely try it!"

The woman waved her hand. “You’re welcome. I just think that your creativity deserves to be seen by more people.”