"Sister Jiang Yue, didn't we agree that the skirt would be sold for ten yuan?" Yang Cuiling was stunned when she saw the woman go into the house to get the money.

On the way here, she had clearly agreed with Jiang Yue that the fabric cost her grandmother twenty yuan, and her grandmother was paid ten yuan for making the skirt, which meant that on average a skirt could be sold for ten yuan. But Jiang Yue actually asked for thirty yuan for a skirt!

"Silly girl, do you think my design fee is worthless? I didn't even charge fifty for this skirt!" Jiang Yue was quite confident in her aesthetic taste.

Yang Cuiling: "...Five, fifty."

She and her grandmother could not earn fifty yuan in two months...

The young woman took out the money and gave it to Jiang Yue, three big unity notes, and said to Jiang Yue: "Next time you have goods from the south, sell them to me!"

"Okay!" Jiang Yue took the money and asked the woman if she felt there was anything that didn't fit well. When she heard the woman say that the cuffs were a bit tight, she asked Yang Cuiling to alter them.

After leaving the government housing estate, Jiang Yue went to the machinery factory and the motor factory, and used the same trick again, and sold the remaining two skirts very smoothly.

After returning to the tailor shop, Yang Cuiling was still confused. She thought these three skirts that made her and her granddaughter unable to eat for several days were going to be a waste of money, but they were actually sold by Jiang Yue?

"Cui Ling, I'm not helping you sell skirts for nothing. I have to charge you for the design fees, ten yuan for each skirt. Here, keep the sixty yuan. I'm leaving now. Just tell Aunt Yang the truth when I come back!"

Jiang Yue didn't hesitate and took the thirty yuan directly.

She came up with ideas and helped to change the style of the skirt so that it could be sold at thirty yuan each. She was already very polite by taking a commission of ten yuan per skirt.