Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Lin Ting admired the Feng sisters' cooking skills, but didn't want to feed them.

You still need to use your brain. If you only use your hands and not your brain, you may be rich for a while, but you won't be rich forever.

A person can be pushed to walk ten steps, but cannot be pushed to walk indefinitely.

Moreover, she felt that Feng Pan was not a weak person.

Feng Pan looked at the beads and remained silent for a long time before saying, "Then, Yue'er and I will discuss how to do it."

"Row."

Lin Ting readily agreed and got up to take his leave.

Feng Pan picked up the sketches she hadn't taken with her and carefully pasted them on the wall to avoid getting them dirty.

She sorted through the beautiful beads; some looked like jade and felt heavy, while others were exceptionally bright, reflecting a dazzling light even without much illumination… She didn’t recognize most of them, but simply thought they were pretty.

She washed her hands and began to study how to arrange the already beautiful beads into an even more beautiful shape.

……

Feng family.

The old woman frowned and muttered, "Damn it, how long has it been? Why hasn't the money arrived yet? I hope the messenger didn't steal it!"

The old man sat calmly at the gate of the courtyard, smoking and drinking, squinting at the widow across the street.

The old woman stormed over and kicked him in the lower back: "What are you looking at? Do you want to offer yourself up to be cursed to death?"

The old man let out a miserable howl, slid off the chair, and fell to the ground.

The old woman was quite pleased with her masterpiece, ignoring her husband's increasingly loud screams, and turned back to the kitchen to cook.

The old man lay there for over ten minutes, howling for over ten minutes, until his eldest son, finally fed up with the noise, impatiently came out to check on things—

"Mom! Dad looks like he broke his back!"

……

For some reason, Feng Yue has been particularly happy these past few days.

It's an indescribable feeling, I'm just in a good mood.

She smiled all day long, and as a result, Feng Pan also started to smile more.

The two sisters have been doing well at work lately. Although Lin Ting didn't draw any pictures for them, she found some celebrity posters for them to refer to.

In the evening, the two sisters huddled together, feeling like they were playing together as children. Inspiration flowed uncontrollably into their heads, and they kept creating new designs.

During the day, Feng Yue goes to the shop, while Feng Pan tirelessly weaves necklaces, bracelets, and beaded necklaces, as if weaving her and her sister's future.

However, this batch of new goods has been sitting in the warehouse and hasn't been sold yet.

Just as the regular beaded bracelets in the store were about to sell out, counterfeit beaded bracelets had already spread from the university to the streets and alleys, creating a new trend.

Nowadays at Beiliao University, which girl doesn't have a beaded glass cord on her bag or keychain?

Lin Ting calculated the time, and on the third day of their price war, she and Feng Yue hung the new styles in the store.

"Necklaces are 8.8 yuan, 7.8 yuan, and this most intricate one is 28.8 yuan."

"The bracelets are 6.8 yuan and 5.8 yuan, and the set with the 28.8 yuan bracelet is 9.8 yuan."

"This row of keychains is 3.8 yuan, and this row is 2.8 yuan."

Lin Ting calmly announced a series of prices that left Feng Yue speechless.

"Boss... this is almost the price of a dress, can... can it be sold?" Feng Yue stared blankly at the necklace priced at a hefty 28.8 yuan.

“It’s okay if no one buys, but you can’t be afraid to ask for a price.” Lin Ting patted her shoulder and asked, “Did you remember the sales pitch I taught you?”

Feng Yue licked her lips, becoming unusually nervous again: "I...I remember."

"Okay, let's open the shop."

At Lin's command, the doors outside the window opened for business.

"Wow, this is so beautiful, is it a gemstone?"

"No, this isn't jewelry, it's a decorative chain, like a hair accessory."

"Then...this is fake?"

"You wouldn't ask if a hair accessory is real or fake, right? As long as it looks good, that's all that matters."

"This...how much does it cost?"

"This one you're holding costs five yuan and eighty cents."

"Huh? This is so pretty, and it's only 5.8 yuan?"

"Yes, these materials are all custom-made and hand-woven."

"What about the necklace at the very top? How much does it cost?"

"That's a limited edition item in our store, it costs 28.8 yuan."

"So expensive!"

"Yes, the bracelet next to it is a set with it, and that costs nine dollars and eighty cents."

Feng Yue thought that no one would buy a necklace that cost more than a shirt.

As a result, their limited edition necklace and bracelet set was sold out within just two hours of the store opening.

The buyer was an old acquaintance—Liang Tianxing.

Liang Tianxing is now a big spender. He sets up a stall every weekend and brings back a batch of goods to sell to his classmates when he returns to school. He counts money until midnight every day and can wake up happy in his dreams.

"Liang, are you giving this away?" Lin asked. "Do you need me to help you find a box to wrap it up?"

Liang Tianxing glanced furtively at the female classmate watching him, then decisively shook his head: "No need, just give it to me!"

Lin Ting's shop is mostly frequented by female students. When a chubby boy suddenly appears, the girls can't help but notice him.

Liang Tianxing is now most afraid of being noticed by others, and he wishes he could turn around and run away.

Lin Ting considerately gave him the money quickly and then put the necklace and bracelet into a bag for him.

"Thank you."

Liang Tianxing muttered something, then turned and ran.

Lin Ting noted it down, then went to the storeroom and took out another limited edition set to hang up.

It is indeed a limited edition, with only a little over 150 sets available.

The news that Liang Tianxing had bought the most expensive necklace and bracelet set spread like wildfire.

Everyone was guessing which female classmate would receive this gift.

News of new jewelry items appearing outside the window also spread.

They waited and waited, but instead of witnessing Liang Tianxing's confession, they ended up giving the area outside their window a free advertisement.

Liang Tianxing huddled in his dormitory, looking at Jiang Zong with utter dejection: "Can't you do these things yourself from now on? I'm too scared to even go out now!"

He doesn't have any female classmates he's pursuing!

It's all because Young Master Jiang heard today that Lin's shop has new stock, and a few girls said that it's so expensive it definitely won't sell...

Jiang Zong shook his head: "No, she'll misunderstand."

Liang Tianxing: "...?"

Was he afraid she would misunderstand, so he sacrificed himself?

Jiang Zong felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.

He frowned and pushed the bag towards him.

Liang Tianxing was even more bewildered: "Give it to me?"

Jiang Zong nodded.

"Why would I give it to you? I don't have a female classmate I like!"

Hearing this, Liang Tianxing became even more sorrowful.

He was already rarely approached by girls because of his weight, and now... things are even worse...

Jiang Zong said, "Give this to your mother."

Liang was bewildered: "Why?"

“Because…” Jiang Zong was silent for a while before forcing out a sentence, “Wishing you an early Happy New Year.”

"Young Master, it's only April, you're paying your New Year's greetings way too early!"

"..."

Young Master Jiang silently turned around, his back to Liang Tianxing.

It's really difficult to communicate with them.

I want to go see my good friend.