The production of plum blossom factory is stable at 50,000 pairs of jeans and 10,000 pairs of jeans. Among them, 20,000 pairs of jeans were sent from the infrastructure. Now it is shipped once a month. After the final process of plum blossoms in Tangcheng is completed, it is then shipped to Beijing.

Today's jeans have entered the era of personalization. Edge, stripes, tear, collage, seam, mix and match, cutting, etc. The various styles are sharp, wild, cold, decadent and passion, luxury and elegance, adapting to the needs of different cultures, different ideas, different lifestyles, and different values.

Plum blossoms pay close attention to these trends and change the style of the product at any time. They occupy a place with increasingly fierce competitors. Unfortunately, the output is still too small, and the things produced every month are simply dropping the bucket.

These days she was a little worried about her son. It was not a big problem to go to college based on her son's grades, but she didn't expect that luck would make people unable to register. She was afraid that her son would be hit, so her whole family is trying to avoid any topics about the school.

On this day, an uninvited guest suddenly came to his house. Not only was plum blossoms scared, but Ye Yuze couldn't recover for a long time. Lao Rou actually came to his house! He was not surprised at all, but he came on a bicycle.

The key is that there are two large baskets hanging behind the bicycle, which are baskets that Mengzhuang people woven with jingling strips and can be hung directly on the back rack with camels.

Ye Yuze helped him remove the things like that. They were all copper ware, copper coins, and some dishes and bowls. It seemed that he was afraid of smashing the things in a basket.

Ye Yuze admired this elder brother and was also impressed by his body. He rode his bicycle and ran 300 kilometers for these things that were not yet sure of their value.

But since it was shipped, Ye Yuze was fine. He thought about going to Beijing. He had not identified the things he got back last year. He happened to go and check it out. He stayed at Laoru for one night at home, and the next day he took him with the cart to Beijing, mainly to take him to see the world and learn about the market conditions of the antique industry.

Putting the goods down, Ye Yuze drove Sun Lanyu's car away. There was no way, there were a lot of things. He couldn't carry them back.

When he arrived at home, Ye Yuze unexpectedly found that Mr. Zheng had come back. This surprised him very much. The old couple was nice to him. Ye Yuze was a grateful person. He quickly bought something and went to visit him.

The old couple was naturally very happy to see him. The old lady was organizing shopping for groceries and cooking. Ye Yuze was not polite either. In fact, some people were polite but got apart. The old lady went to buy groceries, and Ye Yuze asked Lao Rou to carry the basket, while he was drinking tea with the old man in the yard.

"Grandpa Zheng, why are you back? I thought you immigrated?" Ye Yuze asked curiously. After all, the old man's only relative is in the United States, so it is normal to stay there.

Mr. Zheng sighed: "It's good over there, it's indeed more developed than ours. But when people get older, they don't like foreign lands. The tradition of Chinese people is to return to their roots."

"How is it a good way over there?" Ye Yuze is more concerned about this issue. What was the United States in the 1980s? He really didn't know.

Mr. Zheng thought for a moment: "The road is wide and the building is high. Every household has a car phone. There is also a private bathhouse. There is no bathing scrubbing! The toilet is clean like the one in the Beijing hotel."

The old man was quite regretful about not having a bath. You should know that old people in Beijing like to take a bath the most. They soak in the big pool thoroughly, and then ask someone to rub their bath, massage their backs, then lie down to put on a pot of tea, and then sleep for a while. The feeling was like a god.

Ye Yuze joked: "Is that at his own home? Who did you ask to give you a bath? Unless you ask grandma to help you with rubbing."

Mr. Zheng said seriously: "Does she have a nanny at home? She is from the Philippines. She is very diligent in housework. The driver doesn't care about anything except driving. What's wrong with him asking him to scrub the shower?"

Ye Yuze couldn't help laughing and had a general understanding of the United States at this time. "My sister also went to Boston to go to school, and I wanted to see it, but I couldn't."

Mr. Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Do you want me to call my daughter and think of a solution? It seems that visiting relatives can be approved now. Just send an invitation letter there."

Ye Yuze's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "The relationship is good. When will the old man be convenient for me to ask me? I have wanted to go out and see what it looks like?"

Mr. Zheng nodded: "Young people should go out and have a look. I have gained knowledge when I go out at this age. Unfortunately, that place is not as popular as ours. It will be monotonous if you live for a little longer."

Ye Yuze remembered the things he brought, and felt that people like Mr. Zheng must have some knowledge of those things, so he asked, "Grandpa Zheng, do you know about antiques?"

Mr. Zheng shook his head: "I just know the basics, but I can't tell you. However, there is really an expert living in our alley, but it's a price to ask him to have eyes."

Ye Yuze was overjoyed: "Grandpa Zheng, why don't you get to know me? We are not afraid of the price. I brought some things from my hometown this time to ask him to take a look?"

Mr. Zheng nodded and pondered: "Then, you go to Hongbin Building to buy some dishes now, especially the braised oxtail dish. The old man is most proud of this. I have Erguotou here, and the old people in Beijing are not used to drinking anything else."

Ye Yuze agreed and drove to Hongbinlou in a hurry. He knew that the place was queuing for a queue at meal time. Moreover, the business hours were still short, and the state-owned meal time would be there. After a little while, you would still dare to eat, and they would dare to sweep the floor and drive you away.

When we arrived at Hongbin Tower, it was exactly 10:30. People hadn't gotten off work at this point, so no one came to take up a seat for dinner. Ye Yuze quickly paid for the food, but if he was a little late, he wouldn't know what it would be like?

Ye Yuze’s home has a food box made of wood, so it’s okay to hold seven or eight dishes. Ye Yuze brought it here, otherwise the restaurant would not provide packaging services at that time. If you take away the plates, people won’t do it? It’s not okay to give money!

Hongbinlou is a halal restaurant, and beef and mutton are the best. Ye Yuze ordered their signature dishes. "Cornado Pork Pill", "Braised Oxtail", "Single Fish Rot", "Burn Hoof Tendon", "Chicken Furry Shark Fin", "White Blossom Fish Cube", "Eight Treasures Eight Swallow Cups", "Money Shrimp Holder". One of them came.
Chapter completed!