Back to the 1970s: Building My Fortune Through Time Trading-Chapter 401: Custom-Made Tin Cans

"Sis, nothing more needs to be said. From now on, you’re our savior here in Chenhe Village. We’ll treat you like royalty."

Chen Guanghai looked at Su Xiaoxiao with gratitude written all over his face.

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

It’s really not necessary. She wouldn’t want to be enshrined that quickly.

"Sis, I agree to your terms, and we’ll also give you ten percent of our profits in the future. We can’t let you work for nothing." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Chen Guanghai was a truly appreciative person. Comrade Su had helped their village significantly, and he couldn’t just shamelessly accept without expressing his gratitude.

Su Xiaoxiao hadn’t expected Chen Guanghai to offer ten percent of the profits right off the bat, leaving her with an even better impression of this man.

Seeing that it was late, Su Xiaoxiao was planning to ask Chen Guanghai to take her to the town so she could find an inn to stay at. But just as she brought it up, the couple firmly refused.

"There’s room at our place, how could we let you pay to stay at an inn?"

After saying this, Wang Xiujuan immediately prompted Chen Guanghai to tidy up their largest bedroom for Su Xiaoxiao, even bringing out the new bedding from their wedding which they had yet to use.

Chen Lingling, seeing she was settled, got up to leave: "Sis, I’ll head home now and come find you after work tomorrow."

Having just arrived in a new place, she initially thought she’d be unable to sleep, but it turned out she was overthinking it.

She was so exhausted she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, sleeping soundly until morning.

While she slept sweetly, Chen Guanghai and his wife couldn’t sleep a wink, getting excited over the thought of making seafood cans.

In the morning, when the rooster crowed, the two of them got up with dark circles under their eyes.

Wang Xiujuan, yawning, went to prepare breakfast for the family, while Chen Guanghai smoked and paced around the yard.

This was the scene Su Xiaoxiao saw when she got up.

Hearing the sound, Chen Guanghai looked up with delight, the large dark circles under his eyes exceptionally visible.

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

It’s just making some seafood cans, no need to get so excited, right?

If she were to tell Chen Guanghai she also planned for him to build a factory later, wouldn’t he be jumping for joy?

Seeing her come out, Chen Guanghai quickly stubbed out his cigarette.

"Sis, where do you think we should start today?"

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said: "Let’s start by finding a craftsman who makes tin items and see if they can make the type of can I want."

This craft has gradually been replaced by machines in modern times, so Su Xiaoxiao wasn’t sure the current craftsman could make cans to the desired standard.

Actually, her requirements weren’t particularly high—just that the can doesn’t leak broth, and aesthetically, it should be as nice as possible. Whether it’s square or round doesn’t matter.

"That’s easy. There’s one right here in the village. I’ll take you now."

Excitedly, Chen Guanghai slapped his thigh, eager to take Su Xiaoxiao to find the person.

Seeing the time, it was at most five-thirty in the morning. If she hadn’t been woken up by the urge to pee, she’d still be dreaming.

Going to find someone at this hour seemed somewhat inappropriate.

She gently suggested, "Chen big bro, maybe we should go later? Isn’t this a bit too early?"

Chen Guanghai, already impatient, didn’t care about timing, promptly taking Su Xiaoxiao out.

"No worries, the craftsman is my third uncle from the same clan. He should be up around now."

Su Xiaoxiao, feeling compelled, was quickly led by Chen Guanghai straight to Chen Uncle’s house.

Chen Guanghai went ahead, banging on the door: "Third Uncle, it’s me, hurry up and open the door! I have something urgent to discuss!"

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

They almost seemed like they were abusing the elderly.

Soon, a rather strong elderly voice called from inside: "You little punk, calling out like a spirit at this hour?"

Chen Uncle shuffled out in slippers, muttering as he opened the door.

Upon seeing the two standing outside, he paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over Chen Guanghai and finally resting on Su Xiaoxiao’s face. He thoughtfully asked, "Is this the wife of your eldest son?"

"Pff~"

Su Xiaoxiao nearly spat in the old man’s face. What kind of thinking was this? The Chen family’s eldest son was only thirteen this year, while she was nineteen. No way they could be in any sort of relationship.

Chen Guanghai looked embarrassed: "What are you babbling about? She’s the esteemed guest of our village leading us to prosperity, Comrade Su."

After speaking, he quickly explained to Su Xiaoxiao: "Sis, don’t mind my uncle’s babble; he has no filter whatsoever."

Chen Uncle sniffed, "If she’s not marrying your eldest, why’d you wake me up so early for this?"

Chen Guanghai embarrassedly stroked his forehead; this old man was truly imaginative.

He didn’t mind his eldest being so much younger than Su Xiaoxiao—the problem was that his son was no match for Comrade Su.

If Comrade Su did become his daughter-in-law, he’d be overjoyed.

Pulling his thoughts back, he cleared his throat to discuss the main issue.

"So you want me to make tins for seafood cans?"

"Yes, sis, quickly tell Uncle what kind you want."

Su Xiaoxiao felt words alone were insufficient, quickly saying, "Could you bring me paper and a pen? I’ll draw it for you."

Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoxiao could draw; now, Chen Guanghai looked at her with eyes full of admiration.

He eagerly and enthusiastically fetched a stub of pencil and a sheet of paper from inside, attentively setting them up for Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment before quickly sketching a round can on paper, styled like the common aluminum cans, but instead of drawing a pull ring at the top, she designed a lid similar to modern tea containers.

She had learned that people often use tin cans to store spices or small items.

This way, after eating the fish, the tin can can be cleaned and reused, serving a dual purpose.

"Uncle, can you make something like this? If not, we can try a different design."

Chen Uncle glanced at it, nodding: "No problem, no need to change it. How many do you need?"

He hadn’t expected the young girl to have such talent—the box was both beautiful and practical.

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment: "Uncle, what’s the maximum number of tin cans you can make in a day?"

Uncle thought and replied, "Eighteen."

This was far fewer than the quantity Su Xiaoxiao envisioned—she intended for at least fifty cans before moving on to the next location, to first try promoting in nearby state-run restaurants.

She had only one week for this trip, and it was already the second day. She could stay just two more days before heading to the next place.

Thinking it over, she asked Uncle Chen, "If I want fifty tin cans in two days, do you have people who could come help?"

Just as Uncle Chen was about to respond, someone ran over from afar, shouting: "Village chief, trouble! Our people are fighting with the neighboring village again, please come quickly!"

Hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly had an idea. She told Chen Guanghai: "Chen big bro, let me come with!"