Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 42

Ling Yue didn't go in directly, but stood at the door for a while.

I saw that the people inside bought goods by robbing them, and the sound could be heard tens of meters away.

"Boss, do you still have this blue polka-dot blouse? Give me twenty pieces."

"I want forty pairs of these flared pants!"

"Jeans, do you still have jeans, give me fifty pairs of jeans!"

"..."

Everyone in the shop is scrambling for goods, and it seems that if you are slow for a second, you will not be able to get the goods.

Only she and Ji Zhongqiu stood at the door in a daze, looking out of place.

Ling Yue walked in, and as soon as she got a piece of clothing, someone snatched it immediately: "Boss, give me thirty pieces of this piece of clothing!"

The deafening cry almost pierced Ling Yue's eardrums.

Ling Yue just glanced at the person who snatched the clothes, picked up another piece of clothes and was snatched away before he looked carefully.

"Sister, you can't do this."

Ji Zhongqiu saw the way, and said to her: "They are all robbing goods, you can't get a piece of goods like this."

Ling Yue just touched a red polka-dot blouse, and seeing that the people next to him were about to grab it again, Ji Zhongqiu held it firmly in his hand and shouted: "Boss, I want twenty pieces of this dress."

Ling Yue was taken aback: "What are you doing, you want twenty pieces before we ask the price?"

Ji Zhongqiu said in her ear: "You can see how popular this store is, and the quality of their clothes is definitely not bad."

"That's what my brother told me. He asked me to look for stores with a lot of people. Only by buying in such stores will I not lose money."

Ling Yue nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing that the people next to him wanted to snatch a pair of blue jeans in front of him, Ji Zhongqiu quickly grabbed them again: "I want forty pairs of these pants."

Ling Yue stared at him with staring eyes: "Mid-Autumn Festival, can you stop messing around? Go in as you do, I'm afraid I don't have enough money!"

"Don't worry about it, just trust me."

Ji Zhongqiu went around and picked up another bat shirt with black and white horizontal stripes: "I want thirty pieces of this bat shirt."

Seeing his reckless purchases, Ling Yue was infected by him. With a heartbroken heart, she picked up a khaki long trench coat: "This trench coat needs twenty pieces."

"Forty of these white shirts with bows."

The billing clerk who was so busy finally came over, looked at the model number on the clothes tag, and wrote it in a hurry.

While writing, she asked loudly: "The long windbreaker is only available in one size, how many pieces do you want?"

"Twenty pieces."

"Where's the bat shirt?"

"Thirty pieces."

……

Taking advantage of the time when she was billing, Ling Yue glanced at it.

I saw that the unit price of the windbreaker is 20, the unit price of the bat shirt is 4.5, and the blue jeans selected in the mid-autumn season cost 19.

She quickly thought about it in her heart, and her face suddenly changed.

Not enough money!
Ji Zhongqiu was still chattering about asking for this and that, Ling Yue tugged at his sleeve: "Mid-Autumn Festival, I don't have enough money."

Zhong Qiu looked back at her, "Sister, how much money did you bring?"

Ling Yue had no choice but to tell him about her predicament.

"Don't worry," Ji Zhongqiu smiled as expected, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and patted them on his palm: "I've been prepared for a long time."

Ling Yue was surprised and delighted to see it, and before he could ask, Ji Zhongqiu recruited: "Sister, I knew you didn't have enough money, so I borrowed 1000 yuan from my uncle. But I can agree, this Money pays interest."

Ling Yue was overjoyed immediately: "How do you know I don't have enough money?"

"You are renting a shop and buying a TV, no amount of money can afford you to spend so much!" Ji Zhongqiu rubbed his nose, "So I borrowed 1000 yuan from my uncle the night before yesterday just in case, It turned out to be my guess.”

The biller wrote down all the clothes Ling Yue wanted, and then asked: "Comrade, you have a good eye. The goods you bought are the most popular in Hong Kong this year. What do you want? We still have grids here. Vests, do you want to bring some?"

"What colors are there?"

"Three colors, black and white coffee." The billing clerk quickly introduced, "This vest is more flattering, and it only comes in one size."

Ling Yue understands that white and black are the most popular classics no matter what era they are in, and they are versatile, and brown is relatively more suitable for skin tone.

Dark-skinned people don't look as good in brown as white.

"How much is one piece?"

"This one is cheap, one piece is [-] yuan, how many pieces do you want?"

With an extra 1000 yuan in hand, Ling Yue became more confident: "Ten pieces of each color."

"Ten polka dot blouses of each color."

"Twenty pieces of this kind of diamond cardigan come."

"..."

After surviving in a hurry, Ling Yue spent the money in his hand until only 12 yuan was left.

The clerk quickly packed their clothes into two bags, and the two of them each carried a big bag and rushed to the train station.

When I went to the train station to inquire, the train from Zhushi to Qingpu departed at 11:30 noon, and it was already [-]:[-]. The two of them had no time to eat lunch, so they quickly bought train tickets and entered the waiting room.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the two returned to the shop tiredly carrying their clothes.

When the two arrived at the shop in a rickshaw, Chen Zhaodi hadn't confiscated the stall yet, but when she saw them coming back with goods, she hurried up to unload them.

"Miss Xiaoyue, why did you come back so soon?"

"Yeah, how is it? Today's business is not bad, right?"

Chen Zhaodi handed the bag to her: "Fortunately, I kept it for a day and sold it for nearly 200 yuan."

Ling Yue glanced at the goods on the stall, and there were not many goods on the stall, and now most of the goods left were tapes.

"Very good, we will deal with all these department stores tomorrow, and we will throw away the money." After accepting the package, Ling Yue asked Chen Zhaodi, "Zhaodi, when will your sister arrive?"

"If all goes well, we can arrive the day after tomorrow."

Seeing the two of them chatting and talking about Chen Pandi, Ji Zhongqiu was in a bad mood.

Immediately prepare to oil the soles of your feet and run away.

"Sister, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"You stop for me!"

Chen Zhaodi grabbed him, "Are you going back if you don't even close the stall?"

"Okay, Zhaodi, he's tired all day, let him go back and rest."

Ji Zhongqiu nodded to her gratefully, and ran away quickly.

The two closed the stall, and Chen Zhaodi was still very interested in Ling Yuejin's clothes.

"Miss Xiaoyue, can I see the clothes you brought in?"

"Look, there are windbreakers, polka-dot shirts, bat shirts, cardigans, and short sleeves." Ling Yue didn't hesitate, opened both packages, and picked up a pair of jeans: "I heard that these are very popular in Hong Kong now." jeans."

Chen Zhaodi touched the jeans, "What kind of material are these, why are they so thick?"

Ling Yue took out a windbreaker: "Look at this woolen windbreaker. Wear a shirt inside, wear a pair of jeans, and carry a bag. It's as rustic as you want."

(End of this chapter)