Brother Li didn't notice at all. He just came over to talk to Zhang Junping, and there were already several people at the table.

Those who can be arranged to accompany guests at the wedding banquet are naturally close to Aunt Wang's family.

It is estimated that what Brother Li did today will reach Aunt Wang's ears before evening.

Aunt Wang has three sons and one daughter, while Brother Li has two daughters and one son.

The next day, Aunt Wang let him know why the flowers were so red.

He took his three sons and a daughter and went straight to Brother Li's house and smashed it to pieces.

Brother Li and his wife, including his precious son, were beaten violently until their noses and faces were bruised and swollen.

In the noisy streets, the police station came.

However, Brother Li talked nonsense at someone else's wedding banquet, which was unreasonable.

Moreover, his actions made the streets and police stations despise him, and they unconsciously favored Aunt Wang's family.

Finally, with the mediation of the street, Aunt Wang finally paid dozens of yuan to settle the matter.

Of course, this is something for later.

Zhang Junping finished his wedding wine in the courtyard and was about to leave when Tian Shumei ran over and stopped him.

"What's wrong, Sister Tian?"

"Pingzi, I have something to trouble you about!" Tian Shumei said awkwardly.

"What's the matter? Why are you still so coy?

Are you in a hurry to enter my house?

Let me tell you, it doesn’t matter what I said, you have to go to Yanzi to discuss it! You can only come in if she agrees!" Zhang Junping habitually joked with Tian Shumei.

"Bah! A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!" Tian Shumei spat at Zhang Junping.

Now that Tian Shumei is considered a person who has seen the world, she naturally understands Zhang Junping's thoughts.

Although Zhang Jun is a gay man and has taken advantage of him, these are just minor details and belong to the nature of a man who loves to play.

When it comes to big matters of right and wrong, Zhang Junping can still hold his own.

The reason why he said that he would be treated like a house after he achieved a small goal was all a joke. He was afraid that he would be burdened and would not accept his help, so he said this deliberately.

At this time, Tian Shumei had no time to think about matters between men and women, and was focused on her career.

She wanted to save money for her two sons to buy a house and marry a wife, and she also wanted to save money for a dowry for her daughter.

"Well, ready-to-wear is very popular on the street now. I saw some people selling clothes from Xiangjiang in the Pigeon Market.

I want to ask you if you have any way to do this?"

"What? You don't plan to open a tailor shop?"

"I will continue to open the tailor shop! I am thinking of opening another ready-to-wear store!"

"Good guy! He's quite financially minded!

This matter... is quite complicated!

The clothes bought at Pigeon Market are all smuggled in and cannot be seen in the light of day.

If you come through formal channels, plus tariffs and freight, the profit will be much lower than that of your tailor shop, which is boring." Zhang Junping stopped joking and analyzed it for Tian Shumei.

"Then what should we do? I think many people like to buy ready-made clothes now." Tian Shumei said with some disappointment.

“Let’s do this!

In fact, you can change your idea and ask Zhou Dashan to regularly mail you the latest styles of clothes from Xiangjiang.

No need to make too many, just one of the same ones will do.

After you get the clothes, go to the clothing factory to place an order, let the clothing factory produce it for you, and then sell it in your own store. In this case, the profit will be larger." Zhang Junping patiently paid attention to Tian Shumei.

This routine is actually a special routine developed by Li Chengru. He imitates the fashion styles of Xiangjiang and finds a clothing factory to customize a batch of goods.

You don’t have to worry about others imitating you. You can customize a batch of goods in one style. If they are sold out, you can change to another style and continue to customize and sell.

Li Chengru relied on this in the beginning and made a lot of money.

"But, I asked about the clothing factory. They won't accept it if the quantity is small. Even if they do, they will have to pay for pattern making, which is not appropriate." Tian Shumei had already called directly to the clothing factory to customize clothes.

I have an idea and have asked about it.

"If you order thousands of pieces of a style, if you order more than a dozen styles of clothes at a time, the garment factory shouldn't charge for pattern making, right?

The entire BJ, millions of people, tens of thousands of clothes, can they still be sold?

Your current store is still too small.

Although there are regulations now, individual industrial and commercial households cannot employ more than seven people.

However, we can change our thinking!

You ask your mother-in-law to register as an individual business owner, open a store in your mother-in-law's name, and then open a store in your natal mother's name.

Or, simply let your natal brothers open their own stores, and you supply them with goods at wholesale prices."

"Oh!

There is no need to consider my maternal brother's side!" Tian Shumei said with a wry smile.

Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite, so Zhang Junping didn’t ask any more questions.

"Actually, there is another way. You should go to Zhou Dashan. He has a group of people under his command, all of whom are unemployed alley workers. Ask him to select a group of obedient people for you.

Ask them to register as an individual business owner and then sell the clothes from you.

In this way, you can open stores all over BJ City without worrying about too many customized clothes and not being able to sell them."

"Pingzi, Sister Tian is where she is today thanks to you. I really don't know how to thank you!" Tian Shumei grabbed Zhang Junping's hand and said gratefully.

"Okay! We used to be neighbors, but now you are my apprentice mother, and I am just helping you make suggestions. You are the one who really does the work.

Work hard!" Zhang Junping calmly took out his hand, patted Tian Shumei on the head, turned around and left with a smile.

"Pingzi!" Mrs. Zhou stopped Zhang Junping.

"Aunt Zhou, do you have anything else to do?"

"A few days ago, I heard Huaizhi say that you punished them by slapping their palms?"

"That's what happened, what? They came to complain to you?" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"No, no! I found it, and then I asked them, and they let it slip!" Mrs. Zhou was afraid that Zhang Junping would misunderstand, so she quickly explained.

"I'm looking for you just to tell you that if they don't obey you, try to deal with them and don't worry that we will cause trouble for you.

As long as you don't beat him to death or cripple him, you can teach him whatever you want! My old lady will never come to you for this!" Old lady Zhou said firmly.

"Aunt Zhou, you are sensible!" Zhang Junping gave Mrs. Zhou a thumbs up, "Don't worry! Leave your children to me. I can't guarantee that they will become great artists or something in the future, but I can't specify

It will make them grow crooked.

What they will do in the future will depend on their personal talents and hobbies."

"We widows and unemployed people don't know how to teach our children. Since our children worship you as their teacher, we can rest assured.

What’s going on, you, the master, have the final say!”

"Aunt Zhou and Huai Zhi are quite good. They are good at painting, calligraphy and boxing.

Let’s talk about the rest when we are older.” Zhang Junping smiled and gave Mrs. Zhou a reassurance.

After coaxing Mrs. Zhou away, Zhang Junping was about to leave while pushing his bicycle, but was stopped again.

"Brother!"

"Hong! Why did you get off work so early today?"

"I didn't go to work today. This is not a wedding banquet held by Lao Wang's family in the courtyard. I asked Zhuzi to cook. I also helped him in the kitchen."

"Hey! Today's dish is stir-fried by Zhu Zhu? Not bad! I think Zhu Zhu is about to leave the army!" Zhang Junping said happily after hearing this.

This is not a compliment to my brother-in-law, and there is no need to praise him.

The main reason is that today's cooking is really good. Although it is not as good as Master Yu, there is still no problem in being a chef in a mid-range restaurant.

"Thank you, brother! We are where we are today thanks to you!"

"Girl, why are you so polite to your brother?" Zhang Junping reached out and rubbed Zhang Lihong's hair, messing it up for her.

"Oops! I hate you! You messed up my hair again!" Zhang Lihong said coquettishly.

"Haha! Go home quickly!

Tell Zhuzi not to be proud!

Keep working hard, his goal is not to catch up with Master Yu, but to surpass Master Yu and become a famous chef in the capital.

At that time, he will be the executive chef of our hotel." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"I know, I will urge him!"
To be continued...