Chapter 2315
Luxury Goods Sector
He An fiddled with a plain silk handkerchief in her hand, on which was a small flower and her name was embroidered.
"Dad, what do you mean by a dream?"
"What were your dreams when you were a child?" He An couldn't stand her father's earnest and concerned look, so she said something rather lofty.
It would be best to make He Yuzhu like the fourth brother.
Just now, He Shouyi heard He Yuzhu tell him to go back and write down his experiences of the past few days in a short essay.
He immediately climbed to the top bunk and pretended to be asleep.
It's already snoring softly.
He Yuzhu scratched his head and said, "My dream back then was simply to have enough to eat."
When your grandmother was alive, I hoped that she would put less whole grain flour in her cooking.
Later, I thought that white flour steamed buns would be enough to fill me up, and it would be best if the dishes had more oil.
Your grandfather goes out to work and comes home safely..."
"Dad, you're being unreasonable. That's not a dream at all." He An heard his father say all this in bits and pieces, just about eating, drinking, and the family being safe and sound.
It had absolutely nothing to do with her understanding of dreams, so she couldn't help but act coquettishly.
He Yuzhu shrugged and smiled, "But this was the shared dream of 400 million Chinese people at that time."
No, in most families, the thought isn't about eating white flour buns; it's about whatever they can eat, as long as it fills their stomachs.
I'm just glad my family is safe and sound!
"I wish all those bad guys who bullied us would die."
"Don't you have any long-term goals?" He An asked disappointedly.
"When just surviving is a problem, thinking about anything else is too much of a luxury."
Back in the day, your dad had a nickname: Silly Pillar.
It was your grandfather who gave me that name.
Do you know why?
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The bullets whizzed past my ears. I ran like a madman, using my familiarity with the terrain to finally shake off those soldiers.
While I was sitting on the steps catching my breath.
A person came over, pointed at me, and said, "Kid, it's dangerous outside."
Amidst the chaos of war...
I'll do a good deed and buy all your steamed buns, so you can go home now.
"..."
He Yuzhu's words are definitely false. For example, when those soldiers chased him back then, although they threatened him with guns, they never actually fired a shot.
But when he got to this point, his voice inevitably became deep and somber.
After all, that was his life, his life across two lifetimes.
"...I took the money and happily went home, then gave it to your grandfather."
Your grandfather took one look and exclaimed, "Damn it, it's counterfeit money!"
Then your grandpa slapped me across the face and blurted out "Silly Zhuzi".
An'an, you know, I was suffering so much back then.
Why would that person still try to lie to me?
He didn't know that there were many people selling steamed buns on the street.
Even the flour for making steamed buns was bought on credit from the grain store?
It's very possible that if he scams me, my business will go bankrupt.
If I have no food to eat, there's a high probability that I'll end up as a beggar on the street.
Finally, they starved to death. He Yuzhu described the past to his daughter with great emotion.
He Andu's eyes welled up with tears.
Of course, He An didn't know that his father had also done ideological work with the employees in his workplace.
They are quite adept at recalling past bitterness and appreciating present sweetness.
"So, you asked your father what exactly a dream is."
Back then, my dream was simply to live without going hungry.
Later, your grandfather did something foolish. He abandoned me and your aunt...
So, don't think about things that are too far in the future.
Find an industry that interests you, get in there, establish yourself, and then move forward step by step.
Your generation is fortunate.
"..." He Yuzhu then told his daughter about how he led the rainwater and struggled to survive back then.
It contains some exaggerations, but most of it is realistic.
"But, Dad, I just like pretty clothes and I like to play around all day doing nothing."
I love a stress-free life!
"Our family has the means, why should I work so hard?" He An made a last-ditch effort, admitting that what her father said made a lot of sense.
But a down-to-earth life like He Yuan's is not something she's interested in.
Therefore, children from wealthy families often end up studying art or delving into philosophy.
Because it's something that ordinary people can't obtain even if they work hard their whole lives.
It's something they can easily obtain.
In the mundane world, they have nothing left to look forward to.
Therefore, one can only seek the value of one's existence in art and philosophy.
This is a different kind of emptiness, the very same emptiness that Kong Yiji once felt, standing in a small tavern teaching others how to write the character "茴" (huí) in the context of fennel beans.
"That also allows one to pursue a more refined beauty."
Take this handkerchief of yours, for example. It's made of silk. Look, the name you embroidered on it is crooked and messy. Didn't you think about making it look nicer?
This handkerchief of yours must be the Shuanglin silk that your mother brought back from Zhejiang Province.
"Your mom really liked it, but you threw a tantrum and begged her to take it, right?" He Yuzhu said, and the atmosphere between father and daughter became more relaxed.
He An blushed and hid the handkerchief in her palm.
However, He Yuzhu did not intend to pursue the embarrassing incident of his daughter from back then.
He took a sip from his large teacup before continuing, "Zhejiang Province has Hangzhou embroidery, Oujiang embroidery, hair embroidery..."
This is just from one province.
There's also Suzhou embroidery, Nanjing brocade...
Look, there are so many categories in ancient weaving alone.
Since you like beauty and pretty clothes, why not put some effort into that?
Collect those ancient manufacturing techniques and summarize them.
I recommend going outside.
Our family has the means.
You can also make this your career.” He Yuzhu’s words were not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather something he had been thinking about for many days.
He naturally knew his own daughter well.
Let her go to work at the company properly.
This girl either won't last long, or she likes to take shortcuts.
Instead of doing that, He Yuzhu might as well have let her turn her interest into her career from the beginning.
I don't expect her to achieve great success or earn a lot of money.
It would be good enough if she could calm down, quietly work in one industry, and not cause any trouble.
Furthermore, with the deepening of reform and opening up...
The light industry market will inevitably undergo tremendous changes in the future.
For a long time, handcrafted artworks will inevitably be impacted by industrial products.
He Yuzhu encouraged He An to enter this industry, and also to use the He family's resources to provide some protection to these industries.
Now that my daughter is settled, I'm afraid she'll do something outrageous.
We can also start now and turn the skills passed down from our ancestors into a business.
It's like Lou Xiao'e's exclusive circle of luxury goods.
That kind of occasion should have been the perfect stage for our ancient Chinese craftsmanship to shine and dominate.
Those foreign brand bags,
The branded belt that He An brought back for him from Hong Kong Island.
Compared to true luxury goods in China, they are simply insignificant. (End of Chapter)