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Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...

Chapter 215 The Skirt for Three Yuan and Eighty Cents

After confirming the address, Ye Yun began to renovate the house.

The house, which had been uninhabited for a long time, felt rather cold and deserted. When Ye Yun came to tidy up the clutter, she specially hired a few extra workers to warm up the house.

Then she went to the carpenter's house.

She not only had a carpenter make tables, chairs, and benches, but also two large bookcases. Gu Jin, who was leading the way, was puzzled and asked her, "Why are you making bookcases?"

Ye Yun smiled, "It works."

With such a prime location, wouldn't it be a waste to only open a shop selling mung bean cakes?

That's what she thought.

There are two rooms available. The outer room is set up as a restaurant with tables and chairs for people who just want to eat. The inner room is decorated as a quiet and clean little library where people can eat, read, and relax. This will attract students from the surrounding area and help increase the shop's visibility.

Of course, she also had her own selfish motives.

She had always wanted to open a bookstore.

However, the most important thing is the students. These days, kids who can afford middle school generally come from relatively well-off families. There might even be children of some leaders among them. The power behind these kids could bring you unexpected benefits.

The next day, Tian Xiaohui also came to the city.

As soon as Tian Xiaohui saw her, she happily ran over and took her arm, laughing, "Sister-in-law! The city is so nice! There are buildings everywhere! This is my first time in the city!"

Ye Yun smiled and asked her how many characters she had learned from her little nephew at home.

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiaohui scratched the back of her head sheepishly and said, "Hehe, I didn't have any... But don't worry, sister-in-law, I'll keep track of the accounts and won't let you lose money!"

Ye Yun: "..."

Okay, as long as you can do the math.

She didn't have high demands, and over the next few days she took Tian Xiaohui to look for books.

It's a pity that many good books have disappeared because of major revisions, and even now that they've been released to the public, they're rarely seen on the market.

Ye Yun looked around and only picked up some books available on the market.

It's unrealistic to fill both large bookshelves at once. She can look for books slowly later instead of picking out a bunch of useless books just to fill them up.

On her way back, she noticed clothing stalls set up at the entrance of the mall.

"Sister-in-law? What's wrong?"

Seeing that she had stopped and was staring in one direction, Tian Xiaohui waved her hand in front of her eyes.

Ye Yun was drawn to the clothing stall.

The shirts and pants on the stall were mostly old-fashioned plain-colored fabrics, occasionally interspersed with two touches of tacky bright red, giving people a feeling of being both rustic and vulgar.

These days, there are actually many clothes that look good and are of good quality.

However, very few people actually wore them.

Because it's expensive.

Most people still wore cheap, coarse cloth clothes, and the best fabric they knew was Dacron.

"Sister-in-law? Sister-in-law!"

Tian Xiaohui's voice rang out again, and Ye Yun snapped back to reality, smiling at her, "It's nothing, I was just spacing out."

Tian Xiaohui didn't take it seriously, "Then let's go look for books in other places?"

"No."

Ye Yun didn't mention the books again and walked towards the clothes stall not far away.

Tian Xiaohui was surprised.

But she didn't have time to think and hurriedly followed Ye Yun, saying, "Sister-in-law, wait for me!"

Ye Yun arrived at the clothing stall.

Just as she expected, the clothes on the stall were either coarse cloth or polyester.

Dacron fabric is good, but it's a bit stuffy compared to other fabrics. As the fabric industry becomes more diverse, Dacron fabric will gradually be phased out.

"Young lady, buying clothes?" the old lady at the stall said with a smile.

Ye Yun glanced at the clothes on the stall and smiled, "Let me take a look first, ma'am, how much is this dress?"

"You mean this? This one costs four!"

The old woman held up three fingers.

Four pieces?

Ye Yun was slightly surprised, but she quickly calmed herself down and touched the fabric of the dress in her hand.

The skirt is gray, knee-length, and fitted at the waist; it doesn't have any particularly novel design.

Wearing a dress like this is all about convenience and comfort, not about looking good, but the price... If it had some other design elements, it would be fine, but this plain dress costs four yuan, which just feels a bit lacking.

"Hey girl, are you pregnant?"

At this moment, the old woman spoke up again.

She grabbed Ye Yun's hand and kept promoting the dress, saying, "Let me tell you, this kind of dress is perfect for you since you're heavily pregnant. It's cheap and convenient. You can't find a dress for four yuan anywhere else."

Ye Yun shook her head, "Never mind, I'll take another look."

She put the skirt back where it belonged and planned to go look around elsewhere.

Just as she was about to leave with Tian Xiaohui, the old woman hurriedly called out to her, "Sister! If you really want it, I'll give you a discount of two mao, how about three yuan and eighty cents!"

Ye Yun paused slightly.

Seeing that she had stopped, the old woman quickly picked up the skirt again and said, "Young lady, it's not that I'm selling it for a high price, it's just that fabric is expensive now. I get this wholesale from the garment factory for three yuan and fifty cents, so I'm only making a profit of three mao per piece!"

Garment factories are still so expensive?

To be honest, she didn't believe it; she figured that with this quality, it would probably only cost one yuan a piece wholesale.

Ye Yun politely declined the old lady's sales pitch.

He left the street stall with Tian Xiaohui.

However, as far as she knew, the two garment factories in the county were in cahoots when it came to high-end clothing. Although they were competitors, once they had the best fabrics and designs, they would only hang them in shopping malls and sell them at high prices.

One item costs about ten yuan.

Ten yuan is half a month's salary for an average person, and not many people would be willing to buy it.

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