Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket! Chapter 288

"Nongmen Escape: The Doomsday Boss Has Space (

Bai Wutong asked for so much canvas material in one breath, which surprised not only the stall owner, but also Cui Lingyi and the others.

Their tent material has a waterproof effect, which is much better than this canvas. Everyone does not understand why Bai Wutong buys such a canvas material.

But Bai Wutong thought of jeans, denim jackets, denim suits, canvas shoes, canvas bags, stationery boxes, etc...

She had touched it just now. The canvas was a little less stretchy, but it was close to modern denim.

Make a cowboy suit, then put on handsome cowhide boots and a cowboy hat, you must be the most beautiful boy in the crowd.

If it was in Youjia Village, Bai Wutong would definitely not make such outrageous clothes, but the southern border was different. She had heard that there were many ethnic groups in the southern border, and the clothes and costumes were blooming.

Bai Wutong plans to make some less tight, loose ones that everyone can accept, and then transition a little bit.

Moreover, this kind of material is wear-resistant, and the jeans are convenient to wear and work, and they will be popular with everyone.

Sheng Huaixuan must be very happy to do this business, Bai Wutong said to the stall owner: "I have my own ideas."

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said cautiously, "I won't return it if you buy it!"

Bai Wutong smiled and nodded, "I won't ask you to return it."

The stall owner was assured, he breathed a sigh of relief, and discussed the price with Bai Wutong. He felt that Bai Wutong was really a generous fool, and asked cautiously: "I still have a lot of canvas at home, do you want to buy it?"

Bai Wutong bought these, and it was enough to give a pair of jeans to one acquaintance around him. When he was about to refuse, the stall owner hesitated: "If you buy all of my family, I will give you half price!"

The ones in her house have been piled up for a long time. If they don't sell, they will be piled up in the warehouse and become moldy. It is better to sell them now and have the money to buy some new materials.

She thinks that the big flowers on Xiaobai's body are very good, and it must be very profitable.

Bai Wutong felt that she just sold it for a very cheap price, but she didn't expect it to be half price.

It's not impossible to buy at half price.

If the fabric can't be taken away, if it stays here, the caravan can also make it according to the style she gave and sell it, and it will definitely make a lot of money.

Bai Wutong asked, "Are these materials woven by your own home?"

The stall owner said honestly: "Some are, and some are from others."

Bai Wutong's eyes lit up, she felt that the material could be softer, if it was softer and thinner, it would be comfortable and breathable to wear in summer, and everyone would no longer think that canvas can only be used for tents.

Since it is made by the stall owner, maybe with a little improvement in the raw materials and weaving techniques, a better canvas can be weaved.

Bai Wutong asked: "Is your home close? I want to see the fabric first." By the way, he looked at the textile machine.

Hearing that Bai Wutong was looking at the ingredients, the stall owner immediately smiled and said excitedly: "It's not far ahead, I'll take you there now, and wait for me to clean up the stall."

It was getting dark, Sheng Huaixuan winked at the people around him, and someone took the initiative to help the stall owner close the stall.

On the way to the stall owner's house, she chatted, and Bai Wutong had to know her name Jiamu.

On the way, a tall man stepped forward to meet Jiamu and took over the burden on her back.

Their actions and words were intimate, and Bai Wutong guessed that they should be husband and wife. As a result, when they entered the courtyard of Jiamu's house, a strong man appeared and took Jiamu into his arms.

Everyone was dumbfounded, but the man next to him was calm.

Jiamu didn't hesitate, and introduced it generously: "This is Yangqiu, and like Hei Yan, he is my man."

"Unlike you Han Chinese, we Syrians can have multiple wives or multiple wives as long as they look right."

Bai Wutong was a little surprised, and Cui Lingyi looked at Sheng Huaixuan even more surprised, how come they didn't even know there was such a custom.

Lin Yue was obviously dumbfounded, and then he looked at Qingfeng nervously, for fear that she would think of picking another man.

Chu Tianbao and Sheng Huaixuan's expressions were as usual, but they just turned their eyes away from Bai Wutong and Cui Lingyi's questioning eyes for some reason.

Jiamu took them into a small bungalow where fabrics were stored, next to an old-fashioned shuttle loom.

Jiamu is the canvas woven with this old-fashioned shuttle loom.

Bai Wutong looked at the machine carefully, and then looked at the raw materials next to it.

Seeing that she was interested, Jiamu took the initiative to show how she could weave canvas with an old-fashioned shuttle loom.

Bai Wutong took a serious look and determined that if the canvas is softer and more elastic, there is no problem with the machine, and the raw materials must be improved.

Bai Wutong looked at the canvases in the corner again, and said to Jiamu, "Are you going to buy canvases in the future?"

Jiamu waved his hand: "There are too many people who can weave canvas. It's not easy to sell it. I don't want to sell it in the future."

He smiled again: "If the Northeast Flower is easy to sell, I will sell the Northeast Flower for two years and buy dozens of lambs~www.mtlnovel.com~ to herd the sheep."

With a positive and optimistic look on her face, Bai Wutong was infected, and she said with a smile, "Northeastern flowers are easy to sell, and so will canvas."

Bai Wutong's words were strange, Jiamu looked puzzled, but was told by Bai Wutong that someone would come to tell her.

Jiamu didn't take it to heart. All the canvases were sold. She is in a good mood now, but she is a little worried about sleeping with Yangqiu or Heiyan tonight.

On the way back, everyone couldn't help but ask Bai Wutong what to do with these fabrics.

Bai Wutong is no longer in business, and said with a smile: "It's used to make clothes."

"Clothes?" Cui Lingyi wondered, "Didn't Jiamu say that it is not suitable for making clothes."

Bai Wutong said: "The robes we wear are made of canvas, which is naturally heavy and unsightly. However, if you change the style, it will be different. It is not only convenient but also very durable. The locals in southern Xinjiang will definitely accept it.”

"I think it will sell well. At that time, I can order more canvases from Jiamu to drive the income of the local people." There are still a few Syrians who own a large number of cattle and sheep, and many Syrians want to take care of others. Sheep, or like Jiamu to do some business subsidies.

After listening to Bai Wutong's words, Sheng Huaixuan's eyes lit up as expected, and asked excitedly, "What style?"

Bai Wutong smiled and said, "I'm looking at the style of an ancient Western book. I'll make it for you when I go back."

Cui Lingyi was also very interested: "I'll help you too."

After hearing Bai Wutong's words, Sheng Huaixuan nodded happily. Even if he hadn't seen the pattern, he had a hunch that canvas would definitely become the most sought-after fabric in the future.

Everyone was very happy, but Chu Tianbao's face darkened.

By the time Bai Wutong is done, he must be tired...

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