Chapter 108 It’s just selling clothes, right?

Taking a train is a magical thing. You don’t do anything but just sit there and waste time. There is no physical labor, but you are still very tired.

Rutang ate a quick meal and took a shower. He was so exhausted that he fell asleep on the bed.

Seeing how tired she was, Yu Yaoyang didn't want to bother her any more.

I consciously sorted out the goods I brought back and tidied up the house. It was almost twelve o'clock when I finished.

At this time, Rutang had fallen into a deep sleep. Yu Yaoyang was afraid of disturbing her rest, so he didn't dare to turn on the light. He could only stare at the photo in his hand in a daze, looking at the moonlight seeping in through the gap in the curtains.

He had two photos in his hand, one of which was a photo of Ru Tang when he was twelve years old, which he had been looking at for several years.

There is another one that I got from the thief today, which is a picture of Ru Tang when he was eight years old.

It is said that children who are beautiful when they are young will become ugly and not so beautiful when they grow up.

But this sentence is not suitable for Rutang.

She has been beautiful since she was a child. She looks different in each period, but one can tell at a glance that she is the same person.

Who is secretly coveting her?

Suspicious faces flashed through Yu Yaoyang's mind, but she couldn't determine who stole her photo.

The next day, Rutang regained her energy. After having a nice meal at home, she rushed to the entrance of D Port with her clothes in hand before lunch time.

When she woke up, Yu Yaoyang was no longer at home. He had gone to Dali Village to buy agricultural products.

Rutang saw that there were a lot of new things in the yard, so he went over to take a look and was delighted.

Before Yu Yaoyang left, he made a simple clothes rack for her, and imitated the simple fitting room in the wholesale market, using two bamboo poles wrapped with round iron wire, and he also found a curtain for her.

With these things, Rutang can set up a stall to sell clothes.

She was too tired last night and didn't have time to communicate with him before going to bed. He was the one who thought of these things. Is this what it means to be in sync with each other?

This is a little romance that only business people can have. Rutang smiled foolishly at these things for a while.

Hao Mei shook her head as she looked at her daughter like this.

"Yoko, you really let me do whatever I want. You took out so much money at once, and half of the house is gone."

"Mom, don't act like I only know how to spend money recklessly. The money is gone, but don't we have the goods?" Rutang smiled and comforted her mother.

Hao Mei sighed. Her son-in-law brought back two large bags of clothes yesterday. She felt a headache just seeing them.

The villagers never make new clothes all year round, but they made more than a hundred skirts at once. Can they sell them?

Rutang did not continue to persuade her mother. Changing the inherent mindset takes time. No matter how much she said, it would be better to let her look at her own sales performance.

In order to let Hao Mei feel it more directly, Rutang specially brought her along.

Before the landlord Li Hua returned to her hometown, she left her donkey to Rutang, so there are two donkeys in the family now. The Yu Yaoyang brothers took one, and there is one left.

Rutang arrived at Port D before getting off work at noon and hung out the clothes one by one.

There was no one selling clothes at the stall in D City at that time. Her stall was so "fashionable" that it attracted a crowd of onlookers before she had even hung up all the clothes.

Some asked about the prices, some looked at the styles quietly, and some were eager to try them out.

Rutang was used to doing business. Seeing that everyone was just looking and too embarrassed to ask, he took the initiative to look for customers. His eyes fell on a pretty female worker and he greeted her warmly.

"Pretty girl, these are the latest models we got from the provincial capital. Why don't you try them? It's okay if you don't want to buy them."

The girl who was named by her was very happy. Rutang was wearing that red skirt, which was very eye-catching. Her good figure made her look like a living clothes rack. Who could have the heart to refuse being called a beautiful sister by such a beautiful woman?

What's more, the goods are from the provincial capital. In City D, the word "provincial capital" means authority and fashion.

The female worker became interested, and her companion beside her urged her to do so, so the female worker reluctantly entered the fitting room.

Rutang pulled the curtain to block it for her, and did not forget to greet other girls.

"Girl, you're so fair, you'll look great in my dress!"

"Big sister, your waist is so thin, why don't you try this one?"

These sales tactics that were commonly used in later generations were not common at that time. The waiters in state-owned department stores were almost the same as the clerks in luxury goods stores in later generations. How could they be so enthusiastic in praising customers?

The female workers whose names she called out became interested and lined up to try on clothes.

The first female worker who went in came out. The style chosen by Rutang for her really looked good on her, especially compared with the work clothes of her fellow workers, her spirit and appearance were greatly improved.

The female worker bought it readily.

The goods were bought for 7 yuan and sold for 12 yuan. Port D had good efficiency and Rutang was even luckier. The workers had just received their salaries and had no shortage of money, so the deal was made on the spot.

After the opening, a few more items were sold. Hao Mei was standing by and couldn't get a word in. She was so shocked that her mouth couldn't close.

Is it so easy for city women to buy clothes?

It’s fine that the grown-up girl buys clothes happily, but why do those middle-aged ladies who look about the same age as her also buy clothes? She didn't even try them on, she just took a few glances, asked Rutang if her size was right, then pointed at a few pieces and said she wanted them all.

In Dali Village, after a woman gets married and has children, she must consciously consider herself a "second-class citizen" in the family. Not only must she eat the leftovers of her children and men, she must also try not to buy clothes, and all good things must be given to her children and men.

In Hao Mei's opinion, if a woman over 40 buys new clothes, she will be pointed at and accused of not knowing how to live.

But they bought it anyway, and not only that, they bought it happily, some even buying two or three at a time!

After seeing off the customers, Rutang took advantage of the fact that no one was around and whispered to Hao Mei, whose worldview had been severely shaken, "Mom, that girl who bought three pieces at a time will definitely become a big customer of our family. Next time when we get new goods, remind me to bring her a small gift."

"Why is she willing to spend money so much?"

"She should be a small boss. Judging from the attitude of other workers towards her, although her position is not too high, she must have real power." In such a super large factory, the life of a small boss who holds real power is really comfortable.

Take the opportunity to give her mother some ideological education.

"In dual-income families in the city, women have a high status. They can buy whatever they want with their own money. The concepts in our village are outdated. Only the most useless men would think of saving money from their wives."

"How much have you sold after all this time?" asked Hao Mei.

“We sold more than 20 pieces.”

Hao Mei was amazed. It only took a short while and they sold so many products!

"They are at work now, so there shouldn't be any people here, right? Why don't we go back first? I still have to steam buns." Seeing that there were no people around, Hao Mei wanted to leave.

Rutang gave a mysterious smile and shook a finger.

"No hurry, let the bullets fly for a while."

"Why does selling clothes involve bullets?!" Hao Mei didn't understand what her daughter meant and gasped in fear.

It's just speculation, it shouldn't be as serious as getting shot!