Chapter 179 A Calm Net (Title does not match the text)
"A lot! How can there not be more!"

Yin Changrong was slightly stunned and replied, "Since the National Day this year, there are more and more big noses in Beijing. There are people in every department and even in college. They all like our mink coats very much. Every time they go back to China, they can't wait to buy seven or eight to bring back."

Wang Deming was overjoyed and asked immediately, "Uncle Yin, they all have an interpreter accompanying them when they come to the store, right? How is your relationship with him?"

Yin Changrong smiled bitterly and shook his head, and replied: "Once bitten, one is afraid of the rope for ten years. Since I was rated as a basically law-abiding household and fined last year, how dare I deal with these accompanying translators?"

"Anyway, I'm just a tailor. When I come to the store, I carefully tailor the clothes for the big-nosed people and make mink coats according to their requirements. I don't want to care about anything else."

Before Wang Deming could continue to ask, Yin Changrong added: "I am not familiar with the big noses who come to make clothes. In my eyes, they all look the same."

"This..." Wang Deming couldn't help but frowned after hearing Yin Changrong's answer. He originally thought that if Yin Changrong's clothing store often came into contact with people with big noses, then wouldn't he have a channel to come into contact with people with big noses?
I didn't expect that the idea would fall through as soon as I thought of it.

Seeing Wang Deming's expression, Yin Changrong's heart tightened. He first glanced at his eldest son Yin Jiayou who had just brought tea, then looked outside the house, leaned forward slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Deming, why are you asking about big noses? I tell you, these big noses are not easy to mess with!"

"He was so arrogant, looking at us with his chin up."

"The translator who accompanied us also repeatedly told us to put 100% of our energy into making the clothes for Big Nose and not to cause a diplomatic incident."

Wang Deming felt even bleaker after hearing this. He thought it was just a translation?

It seems to be a common phenomenon. Suddenly, Wang Deming was a little discouraged and said frankly: "Uncle Yin, I want to research some nutritional medicines suitable for foreigners to eat, so that I can export them on a large scale and earn money from foreigners."

"Traditional Chinese medicine?" Yin Changrong asked in surprise, "Many people in our country don't believe in traditional Chinese medicine. How can foreigners believe in it?"

Wang Deming had an indescribably strange expression on his face, half smiling, and said, "I actually asked a friend about it. Foreigners have been studying Chinese medicine for hundreds of years, not to mention the Japanese devils, who have stolen many Chinese medicine documents."

"Westerners translated our Chinese medicine's Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases and Golden Mirror of the Medical Tradition hundreds of years ago. Although they did not understand the twelve meridians, they found that our Chinese medicine acupuncture was useful and have never stopped studying it."

"Don't you think it's weird?"

"Ah" This news really surprised Yin Changrong, "Is there such a thing?"

"I was also surprised when I heard the news." Wang Deming shrugged and continued, "Although they don't know how to use Chinese medicine to treat diseases due to cultural factors, they have discovered the beneficial ingredients of plants in Chinese medicine, which they call herbal dietary supplements."

Yin Changrong listened to Wang Deming's explanation, bowed his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and solemnly assured him, "Deming, if someone with a big nose comes to buy a mink coat next time, I will suggest that they go to you if they feel unwell."

"But I don't know whether the specific translation can be agreed to."

The two of them were speechless and could only drink tea in silence.

Alas, why didn't I make up my mind to practice the Ukrainian and Russian girls that I was jealous of back then? Even if I didn't practice, at least I would know a few words of Russian, right? Interest is the best teacher. I still remember the few Japanese words I learned back then, such as: flax falls
The Russians are the same. Why don't they learn from the Chinese of the past, where everyone learned English? That way I can still speak a few words in English.
"Этоинтересныйдом!"

From the yard came the sound of gurgling voices and trembling tongues.

"Этотрадиционноекитайскоедомостроение."

Yin Changrong and Wang Deming looked at each other and stood up. He was very familiar with this voice. It was the big-nosed man speaking. Before they reached the door of the house, several big-nosed men and women walked into the hall together. One of them had brown hair and blue eyes, big eyes, big breasts and long legs.

Without "bigness", there is no room for it.
Wang Deming's eyes lit up. Isn't this the Mao girl I greeted at the entrance of Beijing Hotel?
Looking to the side, it was the same sanctimonious translator. When they exchanged glances, they turned away at the same time, as if they didn't know each other. The translator stood at the edge of the crowd and translated in a serious and halting manner: "These are the Soviet Union's specially-appointed teachers from Beijing Normal University. They have just arrived in our country."

"Because I didn't bring enough warm clothes, I asked the Soviet comrades who came to support our construction before, and came to your store to buy a mink coat."

"Естьлиготовоепокрытиеилиегоможносделатьназаказ?"

"The Soviet comrade asked, are the coats available ready-made or can they be customized with the style and fur color?"

Yin Changrong was already very familiar with receiving these big-nosed people. He nodded and said, "It's all right. Please follow me. Let me take a look at the style first?"

After the translation, the group went to the east wing, and Wang Deming followed quietly behind.

The interior of the east wing has now been renovated to be very modern, with pale yellow tiles on the walls and several incandescent lamps on in the room, filling the entire room with a faint warm hue.

There are several particularly beautiful mink coats and mink hats on the clothes hanger on the middle ceiling. They are black, brown, pure white, and black and white striped. When the light shines, the coats and hats shine brightly. They are really beautiful.

"Ah! этодействительнотаккрасиво, яхочувсеэто!"

Before Yin Changrong could introduce himself, several big-nosed women were already screaming with their eyes shining, and they could not wait to type to the translator: "By the way, what is the meaning of this word?"

After finally getting out of the hands of the big-nosed women, the translator straightened his collar and asked, "How much are these finished products?"

"The most expensive one is the solid color one, which costs 20000 yuan. The black and white striped one is cheaper, which costs 15000 yuan."

The translator's pupils dilated instantly, he swallowed, and asked again tremblingly: "How much?"

"Pure color 2, mixed color 1," Yin Changrong said with a smile, "No bargaining."

The translator glared, gritted his teeth, and said with a hint of threat: "You have to know that these are Soviet comrades who came to support us! Aren't you a very evil shop owner?"

Yin Changrong asked back with an unhappy look on his face: "Comrade translator, if I ask for a high price, will the government not ask? Will the previous Soviet comrades introduce someone else?"

The translator thought so and then translated the price awkwardly. Unexpectedly, the girl cheered immediately after hearing it: "Aх, этодействительнотакдешево!"

They pointed at the hanging mink coats and shouted, "Яхочуэту? Яхочувотэто?"

Wang Deming moved his feet, lowered his voice, and asked the translator in a sarcastic tone: "Comrade, what are they saying? As the translator, you must translate it quickly!"

The translator glared at him, but Wang Deming didn't shy away. He forced a sneer from the corner of his mouth: "I hate spineless people like you who treat foreigners as ancestors. You can wait for re-education!"

Suddenly, the brown-haired, blue-eyed girl said to the translator: "Ya sd e la ю е г о ｎ ａ з а к а з, но я х о ч у, ч ｔ ｏ ｂы о ｎ с н я л с м е ｎ я м ｅ ｒ к и."

The translator was immediately confused!

(End of this chapter)