Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 90

DIVORCE, THEN BUY A SHOP!

The design on the notebook was angular, exuding a strong sense of three- dimensionality.

Some details were also sketched out very well, with text annotations aside that were clear and distinct.

It even surpassed some of the professional designers.

Who would believe that such a design was the work of a 17-year-old girl if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

Moreover, these kinds of paper cups were only circulated abroad. They were almost non-existent domestically, making it hard to imagine how extensive the knowledge and experience of this person were!

Mo Qishen had a look of astonishment.

Ni Yang nodded, "I drew it, but I'm not sure if there's a manufacturer who can produce it."

"How many do you need now?" Mo Qishen asked.

Ni Yang replied, "I need about 2,000 a day, which amounts to about 60,000 a month, and the demand may increase."

Although the quantity was large, it was actually not that much due to the weightlessness of disposable cups.

The difficulty lies in finding the cup manufacturing factory.

Ni Yang had already approached several factories, all of which stated they did not possess the required technology.

Some people even misunderstood the concept of making cups using paper.

Mo Qishen observed the design, "I have a classmate in this field. He even went abroad for an investigation tour. I'll ask him for you."

"Really?" Ni Yang was somewhat surprised.

Mo Qishen nodded, "Really."

Ni Yang smiled and said, "Thankyou so much, Brother Mo."

Mo Qishen responded, "You're welcome. We are friends, plus you just helped me."

Friends...

If he could add a 'girl' in front of'friend', that would be even better.

"By the way, Brother Mo, have you ever tasted milk tea?" Ni Yang asked.

"No," Mo Qishen responded immediately.

Ni Yang continued, "Then, come to my place. I'll make milk tea for you."

"Sure."

The pair arrived at the noodle restaurant. They hadn't started business for the day yet, Wang Jinfang and Zhou Qingshang were napping inside. They walked in quietly. Ni Yang whispered, "Brother Mo, you sit here for a while. I'll make the milk tea for you."

They were very close to each other. Mo Qishen could even smell the faint fragrance from her, smelling like bamboo but not orchid. It was particularly pleasing.

"Okay."

Ni Yang turned and entered the kitchen, opened up the gas stove, and started making milk tea. Soon, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of tea.

Seeing osmanthus flowers and glutinous rice flour on the side, Ni Yang also made a few osmanthus cakes.

About half an hour later, she walked out of the kitchen.

Ni Yang placed the milk tea and osmanthus cake in front of Mo Qishen, "Brother Mo, have a taste."

Mo Qishen first pinched a piece of faint yellow osmanthus cake; it was soft and glutinous. The cake melted in his mouth, the sweetness was just right, displaying a refreshing texture. It was incredibly delicious.