Well, Gu Ye is indeed good-looking, but his personality is too cold, and only Jiang Yue can tolerate him.

"Gu Ye, I'll take Ningning to Rongrong's house to make clothes. I'll be back soon!" Jiang Yue took out the cloth, called Ningning and went out.

After Jiang Yue came out of the department store today, she also went to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask if there was any cloth for sale that did not require a ticket.

Jiang Yue went to a grocery store in advance, bought some cakes, packed them up, and stuffed them into the cloth clerk's pocket when no one else was paying attention.

Sure enough, this trick worked. The salesperson who had been indifferent to her told her that there really were such cloths. They were all old cloths that had been piled up for many years. He even took some out to show her.

However, the patterns of the fabrics the salesperson brought out were too old-fashioned. Except for a roll of white pure cotton fabric, Jiang Yue was not satisfied with the others.

In fact, Jiang Yue knew that there was cloth for sale without a ticket because she heard Aunt Yang mention it by chance. In places like department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives, not everything can be sold, and the same goes for cloth.

If the pattern is not good-looking, there are defects, or if it is not stored properly and is eaten by insects or rats, such cloth will definitely not be sold. It will just pile up in the warehouse and take up space, so internal employees will secretly manipulate it and sell it on the black market at a low price.

But whether the products really have defects or are infested by insects and rats and cannot be sold is only known by the employees themselves.

"If you really want it, come tomorrow!" the salesperson whispered to Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue nodded in understanding, then pulled out five meters of defective white cotton cloth. The salesperson only charged her one dollar and said that this was the clearance price. If Jiang Yue bought all of it, it would be even cheaper.