Back to the era with space supplies

Chapter 9 The Proud Miss Si
"Yes, I roasted it in the morning, and I brought it out for half an hour. There are 40 ducks. Do you want others?"

Of course I will.

40 roast ducks, 60 roast chickens, and two lamb legs weighing four catties totaled 3084 yuan, and the owner wiped out a fraction of 4 yuan.

Roasted chicken and roasted duck were first wrapped in oiled paper, and then wrapped in a clean plastic bag. The leg of lamb was wrapped in tin foil according to Si Ningning's request.

The shop owner helped Si Ningning carry it into the trunk, and reminded him when he left: "You can eat it cold, but if you want it hot, you can eat it in the oven or microwave."

"Okay, thank you!"

unplanned gains.

Thinking about it this way, Si Ningning got an inspiration. In addition to herding young animals, fresh meat and vegetables should also be prepared.

After writing it down in his notebook, Si Ningning drove to the nearest fabric city.

There are four floors in the cloth art city, and there are all kinds of things sold in it. Of course, most of them are related to "cloth".

There are customers in front of each shop, some haggling and bargaining, some choosing fabrics, and some pointing, looking for shops to process bed sheets and quilt covers.

Si Ningning had never been here before, and he looked very excited along the way, especially when passing by the kind of shop that provided processing, where the sewing machine "tucked" needles, and a pillowcase was sewn in the blink of an eye.

"What do you want? Go inside and look, there are curtains and tablecloths!" A pregnant middle-aged woman in the shop greeted Si Ningning.

Si Ningning didn't hold back, and went into the store to have a look.

Walking along the road just now, many shops are opened for weddings and ceremonies. The various fabrics sold in them are either yellow with dark patterns and exquisite patterns like dragon robes, or bright red inlaid with gold.

This store is different, the cloths sold are more elegant, such as light blue floral, taro purple small white flower, Tiffany green and so on.

I touched it with my hands, it was soft and thick.

"How do you sell this?" Si Ningning asked, unable to restrain his eyes from glancing at the sewing machine, he felt an inexplicable urge to try it himself.

"The green one is 80 a meter, the other colors are 60 a meter, and the bag is 110 a meter."

Si Ningning let out an "oh", looked around unconsciously, and did not speak again.

Her appearance, in the eyes of a middle-aged woman, is an expression of wanting and feeling expensive.

The middle-aged woman said: "Girl, I won't lie to you. Our shopkeeper does wholesale, and the price is honest. If you don't believe me, go out and look around. There is no more affordable price in this building than our house."

Si Ningning was at a loss for words for a while.

Where is the problem of price?

After hesitating for a while, she tentatively asked, "I'll buy more, can you sell that to me too?"

She raised her little hand, and her bud-like fingertips pointed to the sewing machine that had just stopped.

The middle-aged woman looked at the sewing machine, then at Si Ningning, and was probably left speechless by such a weird question.

After being silent for a while, he looked at Si Ningning with an expression of doubting his life due to toothache, and asked tentatively, "Then how much do you want?"

Si Ningning didn't know how much she wanted.

She turned around, looked at the various fabrics on the shelf, and pointed with her little hand along the way: "This, this, this, this, this, and this, and this, is there one that is one shade darker?"

"Have……"

"Then I want it too! I want it as much as I have in stock."

"..." The middle-aged woman froze on the spot, "So many are not cheap, are you sure you want them all?"

(End of this chapter)