Rebirth 70: The Fat Wife is Turning Over - Chapter 1099 pay you a pen fee

She took some golden big blessing characters that Hua Zhao asked her to print, as well as couplets and a bunch of gadgets, and said sadly, "Why didn't you take it out earlier? Take it out early and make money!"

This thing looks festive at first glance. The large golden characters are much better-looking than those written with a black brush. People who are older than Chinese New Year will make a festive picture. This thing is a hit as soon as it comes out.

"Forgot." Hua Zhao said.

It's not that I don't like this little money, I'm really busy.

Internally, she has four biological children to take care of, and externally, she has a large family of children to pay attention to. A little further away, she has to pay attention to whoever has a child and whose birthday is celebrated in the huge network.

The Chinese New Year is coming, who likes tea, who likes liquor, and who likes pork head meat, when people come, you can't go wrong with the dishes.

If it wasn't for Ye Ming who came to write her blessings that day, she wouldn't even be able to remember this.

Not only did she ask Ye Ming to write her blessing, but she also asked him to write a lot of couplets.

These are all trivial matters for Ye Ming. When he was a child, he wrote couplets when he practiced calligraphy. The Ye family has a thick book with excellent couplets from ancient and modern times.

Hua Zhao kept what she had for her own household, and the others were given to Tang Fanghe and asked her to find a printing factory to print them.

Now that she remembered it, she could earn some points, and she didn't mind too much money.

"This year can only catch up with the tail." Tang Fanghe regretted: "There are only a few days before the New Year, and most people are ready."

This thing is one day late, and one cannot be sold, so we can only wait for the next year.

"If you have enough goods in the coming year, you will still make a lot of money." Hua Zhao said.

Ye Ming also came over today and stood beside him, only then did he know what the couplets he wrote that day were used for.

He suddenly burst out laughing, and had a slightly different mood.

His handwriting is going to be affixed to thousands of households?

this.....

"We don't want it for nothing, we'll pay for the writing." Hua Zhao looked at Ye Ming and said with a smile, "1,000 yuan for a pair."

She felt that the name of Ye's name was worth the price, even a little bit.

It was also the first time she saw Ye Ming's calligraphy, but she didn't expect it to be everyone.

If he went the way of a calligrapher, he would not know how much a word would be worth.

"Too many, no need." Ye Ming shook his head and smiled.

He felt that Hua Zhao was subsidizing him in disguise.

In order to fill the holes for Ye Xing and Ye Dan, he took out all the cash, and even managed to borrow some from Ye Shu, and his business was also affected.

And he hurried to the wrong form, and completely ended the business in his hand a few months ago.

Before, Hua Zhao managed to deliver more than half of the Ye family's underground things to him, but it was impossible for him to sell those things and realize it.

So he really has no cash in hand.

But he doesn't need it either.

"I have nothing to spend, not even my salary," he said.

Apart from honoring the elderly every month, he buys things for the younger generation, whether it is food, drink or school supplies.

"I still think I'm giving too little." Hua Zhao smiled and said, "This is a big business, who doesn't celebrate the New Year? Who doesn't post couplets for the New Year? Take out the words of the eldest brother and absolutely crush everyone else, regardless of their knowledge. Anyone who is illiterate must buy ours.

"I plan to sell a pair of couplets for 1 yuan, and print 100,000 copies, or even more. I will only give you 1,000, which is too little."

She felt that she was not exaggerating at all, and even illiterate people could tell whether it looked good or not. Ye's name was elegant and unrestrained, and it made people feel comfortable at first glance. It was definitely much better than those who were not professional.

Not even a professional.

Ye Shen had seen Hua Zhao with calligraphy, and he wrote it very well, but he must not take it out to write Spring Festival couplets, because it was too murderous.

His words carried an iron horse's sharpness, no matter how good they were, it was not suitable.

The name of Ye's name is different. People like him are warm and elegant, like a spring breeze, at least it looks like this on the surface...

"In fact, how much we sell depends entirely on our printing capabilities." Hua Zhao said: "1,000 is really little, just take it for you!"

How many families are there in China? Who doesn't post Spring Festival couplets? And it is replaced every year.

This is a huge market.

Hua Zhao analyzed it for him.

Ye Ming didn't do much, but Tang Fanghe was excited.

Is there anything wrong with her here?

The words are not hers, the printing house is not hers, the ideas are not hers, she just helps with errands.

"I have to trouble the third aunt to continue to help with errands, continue to communicate with the major printing houses, only accept our business, not others, and then sell them through the channel of the exercise book." Hua Zhao said.

If you want to make a lot of money, you still have to sell to the whole country. The market in Beijing is too small.

Therefore, Tang Fanghe, who is familiar with production and sales, can still participate.

"We have half the cost and half the profit." Hua Zhao said.

"Okay, okay!" Tang Fanghe nodded again and again, the half of it seemed like she was picking it up, of course she was happy.

It's not difficult for her to do it, anyone can come, but Hua Zhao gave her this pie, and she thought of her well.

Hua Zhao smiled at Tang Fanghe and gave it to her because she thought Tang Fanghe was a teachable talent.

Since the last time I told her not to float, she corrected it immediately.

The newly bought big house can't live anymore, so I honestly went back to live at Ye Cheng's house, and continued to attend classes after a few months of hiatus.

He said to the outside world that he was only working for others. Now that he is done with work, he will continue to come back to be a teacher.

Moreover, she also went to offer condolences to the homes where she was bitten by the dog before, and gave both things and money. She also promised that she would be responsible if the child had any problems due to the dog bite in the future.

Finally got the forgiveness of several families.

So Hua Zhao gave her another pie.

Ye Ming smiled and no longer refused.

He hadn't paid attention to this market before, but after being analyzed by Hua Zhaoyi, he really felt that it was a big market, and it was a market that was right in front of his eyes, but was not discovered by ordinary people.

Ordinary people really can't find it, because it is popular to write the couplets by yourself.

Every year, the market for red paper and ink is good.

If you don’t know how to write it yourself, go ask someone who can write it, your relatives, your neighbors.

There are always a few old gentlemen in the countryside who can write with calligraphy. Years ago was their most majestic time.

Later, with the advent of printed matter, this prestige disappeared.

Hua Zhao was also happy to see Ye Ming agreed.

If you write one hundred and eighty copies a year, you can earn 100,000 yuan, plus the blessing characters in various fonts, she also gives 1,000 for one, earning a dozen or two hundred thousand, and replaces it with a house.

Change a set every year.

If you need money in the future, you can immediately realize financial freedom as soon as you sell the house.

This money is clean and verifiable, no one can say anything, and it is safer than any other business he does.

People of his status will be more and more strict in the future, and will not be allowed to operate anything.

The three did not speak in a low voice, and everyone around them who wanted to hear them heard it.

Sun Yan felt that her mathematics was not enough. In her mind, x10, x10, and then x10, she didn't dare to multiply, and she couldn't believe that the three of them were talking about so much money.

She pushed Ye Chen and motioned for him to go over.