Liu Gaolou's voice was full of joy:
"My second uncle said that batch of Sheepskin Overcoats of yours was especially popular. Some households here in Almaty haven't stocked enough fuel. With a Sheepskin Overcoat like that, at least winter won't be so hard to get through."
Not everyone had access to central heating. In the early twenty-first century, Kazakhstan had decent social welfare. After all, the country had so much energy, its social resources were fairly well integrated, and its population was small, so its public facilities were reasonably good.
But at this point, things were still nowhere near what people imagined.
There were still people in the city outside the central heating system, while people in the countryside had to rely on themselves even more.
Those in the countryside had it a little better. Some people on the outskirts of the city could only find their own solutions.
"Sheepskin Overcoats sell for forty US dollars each, leather jackets for thirty, and Leather Waistcoats for ten. Rubber cotton shoes are ten dollars a pair, and cotton-lined leather shoes are twenty," Liu Gaolou said. "For the time being, we'll take as much stock as you have."
"What about Sheepskin Overcoats with a little moth damage? Do you want those? We could lower the price a bit."
"Moth damage? That's fine. As long as there aren't any big holes, people here will buy them." Liu Gaolou now had a clearer understanding of the situation in the neighboring country and made the decision directly on his second uncle's behalf.
Li Long felt reassured. After hanging up on Liu Gaolou, he called the Hongguang Leather Factory and explained his idea.
"You mean you want all the Sheepskin Overcoats?"
"Yes. Sheepskin Overcoats, jackets, and Leather Waistcoats—send me everything you have. If you have spare production