Chapter 170： Suggest

   Mu Yangling touched the porcelain carefully and asked, "It's not cheap, right?"

"Fortunately, the price is also not low, so the profit is considerable," Fan Zijin turned around and picked up another can, raised his hand and said, "The premise is that it can be sold."

Mu Yangling pondered and said, "If only there was a kind of bag that could be waterproof and keep the quality."

Fan Zijin didn't take it seriously. Such bags only exist in imagination, and paper is still not cheap. It is better to use porcelain. This kind of porcelain looks beautiful, but in fact, it is still incomparable with several exquisite porcelain kilns in the south, and the cost is not high. It was not as high as Mu Yangling imagined.

Qi Haoran asked curiously, "What kind of bag is so good? Paper and cloth are not waterproof, could it be oil paper and oil cloth? But the dark ones are not beautiful at all, who would buy them?"

Mu Yangling gave a brief description and said: "At that time, you can engrave the little white rabbit and the trademark pattern on the bag. It is very beautiful. Of course, it is not certain whether it can be made."

Fan Zijin pondered, nodded and said, "You are right, we should have a logo and pattern of our own, so that people can know that this thing is ours at first glance."

"..." Mu Yangling said with some lack of confidence: "I'm talking about bags."

Qi Haoran was instantly turned away and shouted, "I'll take the name."

Fan Zijin glanced at him and said, "Okay, I'll leave this to you, and I'll bother you with the design."

Qi Haoran patted his chest in response, and looked at the bottles with drooling eyes, "Zijin, give me something to eat, my wounds are healed, it doesn't matter if I eat a little bit, I will definitely not tell Big Brother."

"No," Fan Zijin went out and brought a jar to Mu Yangling, saying, "This is for you, take it back and try it."

Qi Haoran instantly became jealous, why was Fan Zijin so attentive to Mu Yangling? His eyes swept over the two of them.

I was even more unhappy when I saw that Mu Yangling accepted it unceremoniously.

Fan Zijin only thought that his brother was angry because he didn't eat diced rabbit meat, and didn't think much about it at all.

Mu Yangling obviously thought so too, and before leaving, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "When your injury heals, Mr. Fan will give you as much as you want."

Qi Haoran said displeased: "When did you and Zijin get so good? Call me by name and surname, but call him so politely."

Mu Yangling opened his mouth slightly and said, "Alright then, little general, I will call you that in the future. If you are fine, the little girl will retire first."

Qi Haoran looked at her nervously, "Are you angry?"

Mu Yangling laughed "Puchi", "Why am I angry, okay, come to my house when you are healed, and I will ask my mother to cook something delicious for you."

Qi Haoran's mood instantly improved, "That's what you said."

Mu Yangling nodded and went back holding the jar.

It was the first time for several children to eat this kind of diced rabbit meat, and they all thought it was delicious, even my aunt and Shu Wanniang could not help but eat two more.

But Mu Yangling didn't give more than a few children to eat, saying, "This thing contains a lot of spices, if you eat it, you can only eat up to four capsules a day, and the blog post is halved."

Bowen pouted, but also knew that my sister was doing it for her own good, so she picked up the last one and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing with her cheeks puffed up.

Bosi and Kejia saw it sitting on the kang, saliva kept flowing out, stretched out his hand to reach for the jar, Mu Yangling quickly put away the things and hid them, smiled at the two little ones: " You are too young to eat this thing."

Bosi clenched his fists and stuffed it into his hands, looking at his sister with tears in his eyes, but Ke Jia Ze was so angry that he kept grabbing Mu Yangling with his hands.

Mu Yangling laughed out loud, picked up Kejia and threw it up, and said with a smile, "You little girl, how come you are more fierce than your brother?"

Niang Shu pursed her lips and smiled, looked at the eldest daughter and then at the younger daughter, and said, "All the girls in our family have this temper, but the boys are gentle. Your tempers should be reversed."

"I think girls have a good temper," said auntie, "otherwise they are gentle and gentle, and they won't sue if they are bullied in the future. If boys are gentle, they will not cause trouble when they go out. "

"Since my aunt said it's good, it's good. You are an old man and you are always more knowledgeable than us."

The aunt smiled with satisfaction, looked at Xiuhong and Xiulan, and sighed: "Xiuhong, I'm not worried, don't look at this child like a stuffy gourd at ordinary times, with a sharp mouth and an idea, she won't be in the future. I wronged myself, but Xiulan, this child is too soft." My aunt patted Shu Wanniang's hand and said, "Not everyone has your good luck, it's not a good thing for a girl to be soft."

Ma Liu has been strong all her life. She knows that in this world cannibalism, women are inherently weak. If they are softer, they will be bullied to the head.

Shu Wanniang's face was slightly red, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

When my aunt went out, she got up and took out a basket from the inner room, and handed it to Mu Yangling: "This is a gift I prepared for Mr. Shuyuan, take it with you tomorrow when you take Bowen, and talk to Mr. talk."

Mu Yangling nodded.

Shu Wanniang called Bo Wen over again and said seriously: "It's not easy for you to go to school at home, you have to study hard in the school, don't fight hard, but if someone bullies you, don't swallow your anger, you are a scholar, you should have the bearing of a scholar. ,do you understand?"

Mu Bowen responded earnestly, "Mother, I understand."

Only then did Shu Wanniang nodded with satisfaction, and after saying some words of encouragement, she took out the schoolbag that A Ling had sewed herself, "This is what your sister asked me to make for you, go back and take your books and stationery box. Put it in, and carry this to school every day.”

Mu Bowen took the schoolbag in surprise and gave his sister a big smile.

Mu Yangling couldn't help rubbing his hair.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Yangling changed into neat and clean clothes and took Bo Wen's hand to the county town. Because her aunt was going to set up a stall to sell rabbits, she also carried a basket and wanted to go with them.

"Auntie, let me come." Mu Yangling was about to take her backpack.

Auntie blocked her hand and said: "Don't, you just changed your clean clothes, if you get dirty again, it will be a waste of effort, let's go, it's just a bag, doesn't my aunty carry it into the city every day? ?"

Mu Yangling was busy working in the fields, so her aunt officially took over the job of setting up a stall in the city to sell prey. Every day she went to the city to catch the morning market.

When they arrived at the city gate, people were already lining up to enter the city one after another. Most of them, like Ma Liu, were in the morning market.

When Mu Yangling brought Bowen to the gate of the academy, there were already many parents and students waiting at the gate.