Wang Xiangxiang put on her clothes, and the two began discussing various details.
"Everyone’s body size is different, and there are quite a few sizes. Ladies’ underwear can be divided into three sizes: for those under 140 jin, and for those over that, we can offer custom orders."
"As for bras, we can currently only make a standard cup size but let’s start with four sizes for the band. In general, they should fit up to 140 jin, and we can offer custom orders for those who are larger. If someone wants thicker padding, that can also be custom ordered."
"As for these matching sets, in addition to selling to general customers, we can also specifically target newlyweds. We can even make them in bright red, symbolizing good fortune."
"Let’s start with a small batch to test the market and see which sizes are more popular. Then we can increase the quantity later!"
"If we want to sell them at a higher price, we could offer unified packaging, like an embroidered cloth bag with our own brand name, and all products could also feature our own label, making them high-end and classy!"
Wang Xiangxiang was listening more and more in awe at Xiaoxiao’s sophistication. Upon seeing the various unique sketches, her delight was beyond measure, and she immediately decided, "I’ll get the Embroiderers and Painters right away."
Since Xiaoxiao only knew how to make bras and panties but couldn’t design the patterns herself, professional Embroiderers and Painters were needed to complete the prototypes before she could mass-produce the finished products.
This time, the two were partnering up, with Wang Xiangxiang covering all costs and Xiaoxiao in charge of production, while Wang Xiangxiang handled sales.
Wang Xiangxiang had a knack for sales and had the connections, basically sparing her any worry. In the end, they agreed on an even profit share.
With all issues resolved, Xiaoxiao walked out the door and saw Yang Ming waiting there.
"Yang Ming, did you buy the ox cart?"
"Over there!" Yang Ming pointed to a corner.
Finding the direction pointed by Yang Ming, Xiaoxiao scurried over and circled the ox cart, "Not bad, not bad! Yang Ming, we too have a cart now!"
Seeing his wife’s joy, Yang Ming’s mood also lifted. He climbed onto the ox cart, grabbed the rope, and said, "Come on up."
"Yang Ming, have you ever driven an ox cart before?"
"..." So he was just going to drive it like that? What if he ended up taking her into a ditch?
"Come on up, I won’t take you into the ditch!"
"..." Does this cheap husband have mind-reading abilities?
Xiaoxiao got on the ox cart and heard Yang Ming say "yah" and the ox cart actually started moving.
This...it was quite the vehicle-owner vibe.
He drove rather steadily, did this cheap husband teach himself?
After travelling a short distance, Yang Ming thought it best to ask his wife about the situation, "How did the talk go?"
"Well, all went well, an even split."
"Why involve a partner? Wouldn’t it be better for you to do it yourself?"
"We lack both money and connections. Doing it alone would make it very hard to sell. At times , one must find someone with both money and connections; it makes the work much easier!"
"..." The wife speaks so sensibly.
The couple soon entered the village, but they encountered villagers again. Xiaoxiao couldn’t understand why everyone was out strolling in such cold weather.
"Scholar Yang, how come you’re driving the ox cart yourself?"
"Is this a new purchase of yours?"
"How much silver did that cost?"
Why did buying an ox cart turn her into the centre of attention again? She had always been low-profile, right? Didn’t several other families in the village have ox carts? Perhaps the ox cart was an expensive item?