Da Wa bought two stores in Shanghai. Although the location and position of the stores were not particularly good, it meant that he and Da Hu no longer had to set up stalls like before and they finally had a place to stay.

Although setting up stalls is highly mobile, they are exposed to wind and sun. Occasionally, when there is heavy rain, the stall cannot be set up. This is another way of relying on the weather for a living.

After opening the shop, everything was the same as before. Da Wa bought goods and sold them in the shop. The shop also hired two talkative workers to look after the shop. He and Da Hu would go to the store as soon as they got home from school or on weekends.

On the way back to school, Da Wa told Da Hu about his idea. "I'm planning to work with a factory, order a batch of clothes, and sell them in the store."

"Cooperation?" Dahu exclaimed, "How do you want to cooperate?"

The eldest child said, "Remember when we were watching the Spring Festival Gala, that actress named Xiaoqing on TV was wearing that outfit? It was that bright red lapel shirt and black skirt."

"I remember," Dahu said. "Didn't my mom and Aunt Ning say it was beautiful?"

"Yes, I want to find a clothing factory, copy a batch of similar styles, and then sell them in the store." The eldest child's eyes were full of light. "I think they will definitely sell well."

When he first started doing business, Da Wa thought about setting up a stall after seeing others doing so.

Then they started selling clothes. They would see what clothes sold well at the Qipu Road Wholesale Market and then purchase those.

But now it’s different. Since opening the store, Da Wa’s mentality has begun to change slowly.

He doesn't want to follow others and pick up leftovers anymore, he wants to create his own trends!

His mother is right. Everyone definitely wants to wear the clothes worn by celebrities. As long as they are famous, there will be no shortage of buyers.

Da Hu wasn't as smart as Da Wa, but he was obedient. He listened to Da Wa, and when he couldn't figure it out, he gave up and said, "Whatever you say, I'll do it."

The eldest child was thinking in his mind and said, "First of all, we have to..."

Finding a factory and negotiating cooperation were such complicated tasks that even for Da Wa and Da Hu, it took them more than half a month to complete all the negotiations, not to mention the rush to make the clothes.

Because the store is not big and there is not that much capital, fortunately the material of this set of clothes is not expensive. I heard that Xiaoqing bought the original shirt in Hong Kong for two dollars.

In the end, two thousand sets of such ready-made clothes were produced, but it basically took up all of Da Wa's capital, and he also borrowed some from Ning Tang.

By the time everything was done, school had already started for a month.

On Saturday, we will officially start selling custom-made clothes in the store.

It's impossible to say there's no pressure.

Da Wa asked Da Hu more than once, "What will happen to these clothes if they can't be sold?"

His worry is not without reason. Such bright red and purple colors are not very popular nowadays. Most people wear black, blue and gray. Only a small number of people wear bright-colored clothes. Most people don't dare to be so bold. Only in Hong Kong are such bright red lapel shirts popular.

In other words, there is a high possibility that the products will not be sold and will become a waste of money.

Dahu thought for a moment and said, "If it doesn't sell, just keep selling it slowly. It will eventually sell out. Clothes, even if they're not pretty, still keep you warm. There's no need to worry about not having people buy them. Maybe one day this style will become popular."

The eldest child was amused by him and said, "That's true."

Now that I have made this decision, there is no room for regret.

On Saturday, Da Wa and Da Hu got up early and placed bright red lapel shirts and black umbrella skirts in the most conspicuous places in the two stores.

Da Hu even got a plastic mannequin from somewhere, put the clothes on it, and placed it in front of the store, making it look even more realistic.

The eldest boy looked at the plastic model and admired it for a while with his arms around his chest. He thought it was very beautiful, but he didn't know whether the customers appreciated it or not.

Just after nine o'clock, the first guest arrived. She was a young woman.

Lan Ling was just shopping and passed by this small shop by chance. She was immediately attracted by the clothes on the plastic model at the door.

In the past, she would never go into such a small shop selling clothes.

Because the store is small, it means there are not many clothes to sell, and there are definitely not many good products.

But this time it was different. The reason why Lan Ling was attracted to it was not anything else, but because at the Spring Festival Gala which had just been broadcast for two months, the beautiful female host Xiaoqing, who stole the limelight and was talked about by everyone in the streets and alleys, was wearing the same dress as the one in front of her!

Today's Spring Festival Gala is not like the one that was first released in 1983, when not many people watched it.

Now that everyone's material conditions have improved, those who have spare money at home will buy a TV. As more families have TVs, naturally more people watch TV.

Not many people knew about the Spring Festival Gala, and it was only reported in newspapers. Now it has become one of the must-do activities during the Spring Festival every year.

Lan Ling watched this year's Spring Festival Gala with her whole family.

What Lan Ling's parents liked most was the melodious chorus and the magnificent recitation.

What impressed Lan Ling's husband the most were the hilarious skits and the bizarre magic tricks.

What impressed Lan Ling the most was not any of the programs, but the incredibly beautiful dress worn by Xiaoqing, the female host of the Spring Festival Gala.

Women, after all, love this kind of beautiful and exquisite things.

What's more, Xiaoqing wore that outfit so beautifully. The big red lapel shirt made her face look like jade, her collarbone delicate, and her figure perfect. The black umbrella skirt was unique in style, and her legs under the skirt looked straighter and longer.

It is no exaggeration to say that during the Spring Festival Gala, as soon as Xiaoqing appeared, Lan Ling almost automatically fell silent. She could not hear anything Xiaoqing said - she just looked at the clothes.

After the Spring Festival Gala, Lan Ling asked several of her sisters, and they also thought so. Several of them asked where Xiaoqing bought the clothes she was wearing.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a small report. It was an interview with Xiaoqing by a reporter from an unknown tabloid. The reporter asked the same question: where did Xiaoqing buy the clothes she was wearing?

Xiaoqing said she bought it at a roadside shop in Hong Kong. She just thought it looked nice, so she bought it. Then, when she was going to the Spring Festival Gala, she was asked to bring her own clothes, so she just put it on like this...

Lan Ling and several sisters felt very sorry after reading the report.

Because Xiaoqing said that she just bought it at a roadside store, and she bought it in Hong Kong.

How many buses do you need to take to get from Shanghai to Hong Kong?

The journey is too long to be considered.

This matter has always been on her mind. Lan Ling would occasionally take out the recording of the Spring Festival Gala on a CD and watch it to recall that beautiful dress.

She never expected that when she was just strolling around the street today, she would actually see the same clothes as Xiaoqing in a street shop. How could she not be excited?

Lan Ling walked into the store without thinking, pointed at the clothes on the model, and asked hurriedly, "How much is this dress?"

After asking, she glanced at Da Wa and Da Hu in surprise.

The owners of this small shop are actually two men, and they look quite young, probably around twenty years old.

Opening a shop at such a young age?

This thought just flashed through her mind, and Lan Ling answered herself and concluded that he must be a handyman hired by the boss.

Just thinking about it, her most urgent task was to buy the same clothes as Xiaoqing.

Pointing at the model, the anxiety in his eyes almost turned into reality.

The eldest child was also stunned by her question.

He originally thought that he would have to make a few more deals before he could sell the same product as Xiaoqing to customers.

Unexpectedly, the first customer who came to the store started asking about it, and it seemed that he was determined to buy it.

Da Wa's words went through his mind several times before he uttered them. However, in Lan Ling's eyes, this young man was eloquent and worthy of being a hired worker. "Sister, you have a good eye. This is the new product we just added to our store. Look, isn't it the same style as Xiaoqing's? By the way, do you know Xiaoqing?"

Lan Ling was just about to say that she'd figured it out and that's why she came here, but Da Hu beside her quickly chimed in, "Xiao Qing is the hostess and movie star. This is the dress she wore on the Spring Festival Gala."

Lan Ling laughed, "I know." Then she asked, "How do you sell these clothes?"

Da Wa and Da Hu exchanged a glance, and Da Wa said, "This big red lapel shirt is eight dollars, and the black skirt is seven dollars. Do you want to buy one piece or a whole set? The whole set is cheaper, so I'll sell it to you for fourteen dollars."

"Can you buy it individually?" Lan Ling asked in surprise.

The eldest child smiled. "Of course, maybe you only like the top. We can't force you to buy a whole set." He looked Lan Ling up and down again. "But you're pretty, sister. If you put on a whole set, I think it would look just like Xiaoqing."

Being praised and complimented by the older girl, Lan Ling couldn't help but curl her lips. "Alright, wrap it up for me."

Dahu quickly responded, "Okay."

After receiving the clothes, Lan Ling couldn't help but grumble, "The things you sell in your store are much more expensive than what Xiaoqing bought in Hong Kong. I saw in the newspaper that Xiaoqing bought this shirt in Hong Kong for only two dollars, but you're charging eight dollars."

The eldest child wasn't angry at being questioned. Instead, she laughed and said, "Sister, you're really wronging us. You know how far Shanghai is from Hong Kong. If you took a train or a boat to Hong Kong, the money from the tickets alone would be enough to buy ten of these bright red lapel shirts." She added, "Besides, this Xiaoqing shirt of ours was custom-made by a factory. Look at the pattern. Is it right? Is the color bright? I guarantee that no other store can sell the same style as ours."

Is this true? Lan Ling just said it casually. If the clothes were really not worth the price, she would not pay for it. Consumers are not fools.

However, the word "Xiaoqingshan" made her eyes light up. "What did you say just now? What shirt?"

Da Wa was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was talking about Xiao Qing Shirt. He just had a sudden inspiration and blurted out the word for some reason. Now when Lan Ling asked him, he immediately said, "It's called Xiao Qing Shirt. It's the same style that celebrities wear."

Xiao Qingshan, Xiao Qingshan, Lan Ling savored the name carefully, and the more she heard it, the more it sounded like that.

By wearing this Xiaoqing shirt, can she immediately become a great beauty like Xiaoqing?

Lan Ling's heart was filled with joy as she thought about it. She wanted to share such a good thing. "Do you still have this Xiaoqing shirt in your store? I'll bring some of my sisters over to buy some tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, don't worry." Dahu said quickly. There was nothing in the store except Xiaoqing's clothes, and he was worried that they couldn't be sold.

Lan Ling nodded with satisfaction.

The eldest child suddenly had an idea and said, "Sister, if there is still a celebrity-style item like this, would you like it?"

"Yes, why not?" Lan Ling said almost the same thing as Ning Tang, "If celebrities wear clothes, they must be good stuff."

Da Wa sent Lan Ling away, his heart burning with joy.

Because Xiaoqing wore more than just this dress on the Spring Festival Gala. She also sang "Red Flower" as a singer. The pink jacket with a white lapel that she wore while singing was also well received by Ning Tang, Luo Saozi and others.

Similarly, in addition to Xiaoqing shirts, there are countless various celebrity items. In just a blink of an eye, Da Wa came up with several of them.

His heart was burning with excitement, and he wished he could rush to the factory right now to place some new orders.

Unfortunately, he was tied up for a while.

Because of Xiaoqingshan, word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and it became almost popular throughout the entire Shanghai market.

Almost all young people in Shanghai who love beauty and are at the forefront of fashion know that there is a small shop opened by two young people that specializes in selling this Xiaoqing shirt.

The two thousand sets of Xiaoqing shirts customized by Da Wa were sold out in just one month, which is an almost impossible record.

After the clothes were sold out, many disappointed customers grabbed Da Wa and asked if there were any similar clothes.

Xiaoqing shirts have even become popular in several surrounding cities. Every weekend, people from different cities and counties take trains to buy them.

Da Wa quickly placed an order for another 10,000 sets from the factory, barely achieving a balance between supply and demand.

Because it was only two months since the Spring Festival Gala ended, and Xiaoqing was a popular actress, she was at the peak of her popularity. The popularity of Xiaoqing's clothes continued until the middle of the year when the eldest children and their friends were on summer vacation.

Recalling the days of selling Xiaoqing's clothes, Da Wa only had one thing to say: "Counting money is so tiring."

Dahu really wanted to beat him up. If there was a word for showing off one's wealth now, he would definitely blame Dawa. "Come on, others can't even count if they want to."

That's right. Recently, with the help of Xiaoqing's shirt, Big Wa has earned a lot of money and attracted the attention of many colleagues.

This summer vacation, Da Wa and Da Hu simply did not return to Hailang Island and continued to run their business.

The two small shops originally rented in the old city were transformed into a spacious two-story building purchased in the downtown area.

Now, this two-story building sells Xiaoqing shirts and various celebrity-themed shirts on the first floor, while the second floor continues to sell the same denim jackets as before.

Riding on the success of Xiaoqing's shirts, Dabao launched Fei Xiang's suits, Zhang Mingmin's suits with matching scarves, and Dong Dai's Western-style puff-sleeved long skirts...

Every time a new product is launched, Da Wa will count the money over and over again until his hands are tired, just like he said.

It's not that other peers haven't followed suit, but firstly, Da Wa has already seized the opportunity, and secondly, they don't have the same vision as Da Wa, and not many people like the celebrity-themed products they launched.

So they can only get a small piece of the cake, and the big kid still makes the most of the profit.

By the time Da Wa had opened branches in more than half of the sixteen districts of Shanghai, bought a small factory, and hired his own designers, even Er Niu's roommates knew about it.

She even bought a Western-style puff-sleeved long skirt of the same style as Dong Dai's, except that the original one was light blue and hers was pink, but it looked just as beautiful.

Because there are many people who like the same style as celebrities, but if most people are wearing exactly the same clothes, no matter how good-looking the celebrity style is, no one wants to wear the same clothes as the celebrities, so Da Wa will make some changes based on the original style, maybe adding lace to the skirt, or changing the lapel to a stand-up collar. It's just a small change, but it looks more fashionable and better-looking than the original style, and it's not easy to wear the same clothes as the original. This is also one of the secrets of Da Wa to be ahead of his peers.

Erniu was a little scared when she saw Wang Jenny wearing that Western-style puff-sleeved dress.

Because Wang Jenny was born and raised in Shanghai, her elders were all in business and her family was well-off. She didn't like ordinary local brands and only bought international brands. If she wasn't an only child and her family didn't want her to be too far away, she would have gone abroad.

Wang Zhenni stood in front of the mirror, turned around, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became. She asked Erniu, "Chen Ya, look at me. Does this dress look good on me?"

Erniu took a serious look at it and said, "It looks good." Then she asked doubtfully, "Don't you always buy that foreign brand you like? What's it called?"

Wang Zhenni waved her hand and said, "Well, it's because you wear it every day. I thought it looked nice, so I went to Tangya to buy it. Besides this puff-sleeved long skirt, I also bought quite a few other things. And, you know what, they're all very nice and novel. They're much better than some of the clothes from some big foreign brands. They're not irritating, and the fabric is good and fits very well."

After saying that, he muttered, "Why is this shop called Tangya? It sounds quite feminine. I heard that the owners are two young men, about the same age as us. Wow, we are the same age, but we are studying while they are doing business. They are really young and promising."

Erniu muttered to herself, thinking that it was because Da Wa was too lazy to come up with a name for the store, so he used one character from each of her and her mother's names. "Who knows? Maybe they thought it sounded nice, so they just went with it."

Wang Jenny just said this casually, her attention still on her clothes. She continued chatting, "We're both juniors, and will be seniors soon. Have you decided where you want to work in the future?"