Cao Cao even aggrievedly asked the Ding family to choose a marriage for Mrs. Ding, but...even if Mrs. Ding dared, how could the Ding family dare?

It is no exaggeration to say that the status of women in the Han Dynasty was higher than that in the Tang Dynasty.

And because of the status of women, Guan Lin thought that these "little wings" would be a big seller, especially in the north.

Seeing that Guan Lin didn't speak, Mi Fang repeated again.

"My good nephew really wants to sell this thing?"

"Uncle Zifang..." Guan Lin smiled, "Do you know why I have 450,000 yuan? But you... still owe me a thousand songs?"

ah…

Mi Fang became curious and quickly asked: "Why?"

"Because you know how to hammer!" Guan Lin was not polite at all.

With the cooperation in the "new city", Guan Lin and Mi Fang have a deep interest-binding relationship. Naturally, Guan Lin appears to be confident.

"Uncle Zifang, just tell me, sell this to the north? Do you have a way?"

this…

Mi Fang chirped, pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Yes, yes, but... I think..."

While Mi Fang looked at the "little wings", which were about to be taken off, he said slowly, "I think you, my nephew, can make such good paper? Then why do you need to make this for women? Just sell it.

Paper... is a sure-fire business!"

hehe…

Hearing this, Guan Lin said "hehe".

He thought, ignorance really kills people!

The so-called selling books and paper, these are troubled times... Except for San Cao, the Seven Sons of Jian'an can make fuss with paper when they are free. Who among the majority of people can afford paper?

Not to mention the common people, not many can read!

But these little wings are different. They are just like coarse salt, they are hard currency.

If you don’t buy coarse salt, your meal will be bland.

But if you don’t buy these little wings, your crotch will be wet!

You know, just these little wings... in later generations, it supported a market of 40 billion, with an average gross profit margin of 45%, one of the few industries with a higher gross profit margin than Apple's 40%.

.

even…

The "Some Dimension, Girls Series" loved by thousands of girls has a gross profit margin as high as 72%!

This thing is no longer profitable. Considering that its raw materials are just membranes, non-woven fabrics, resins, dust-free paper, fluff pulp, etc., this is simply printing money!

Of course, Guan Lin could not reach the high level of later generations.

But this thing... through the practice of Guan Yinping and Zhang Xingcai, it has been proven that... any material in it can be replaced.

Why isn't it cleaner, more comfortable, and prevents side leakage than the original menstrual belt?

Seeing Guan Lin looking down on her, Mi Fang... felt that it was ridiculous for him to be a debtor and to suspect that he had a creditor holding 450,000 gold.

So, he spoke again.

"My dear nephew, are you really sure this thing can make money?"

Guan Lin replied without thinking: "The money earned from this thing can build a hundred tiger and leopard cavalry!"

At this point, Guan Lin didn't explain much and pointed at the small wings in Mi Fang's hand.

"I won't talk about anything else. You can ask my aunt to try these pieces and let her tell you if they can be sold."

Having said this, Guan Lin suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead.

That's not right...

Immediately, Guan Lin changed his mind, "I almost forgot, there are only so many days in a month, and it may not be today! Oh, this is troublesome, how can I let Uncle Zifang see the results?"

Guan Lin raised this question.

Never thought about it, Mi Fang replied without thinking.

"It doesn't matter..."

"Your Uncle Fang doesn't have many other aunts, but you definitely have enough aunts. There will always be a day that matches your needs!"

Well…

Hearing this, Guan Lin felt a little out of line.

He looked at Mi Fang with admiration.

He gave a thumbs up and said calmly.

——"Uncle Zifang, my nephew is too hasty!"

——"I never thought that Uncle Zifang would be such an unfathomable person! Awesome, awesome! My nephew admires him!"

Say something like this.

Guan Lin felt...this matter was stable.

His ten thousand Qin crossbows were also stable.

Everything is - as stable as a dog!

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Chapter completed!