Lin Yi didn't have much money left in his pocket. He walked around the morning market. There were quite a few stalls selling clothes. Some of them set up tables, pushed tricycles, or had simple clothes hangers nailed together with wooden sticks. At the very least, there was a camp bed to put the goods.

What they did was to spread a few sacks on the ground and then spread the clothes directly on the sacks, which was quite unique.

Passersby who wanted to see the true appearance of their goods had to squat down and look through them. Plus, with the uncle and nephew standing behind the stall like door gods, customers naturally just passed by without stopping for a moment...

Lin Yi handed the pancakes to Cai Genbao and Yongqiang, and asked them to stand aside and eat breakfast first. He connected the ropes for tying clothes one by one, and then tied the two ends of the ropes to the trees on both sides of the stall. Then he took out a few pairs of jeans and sailor shirts, propped them up with hangers, hung them on the ropes, and patted the dust off his hands: Well, they can be displayed barely.

As soon as it was put up, customers came.

The two fashionable young ladies who came had their hair curled and wore knee-length dresses, watches on their wrists and lipstick on their lips. This outfit was definitely a fashion leader in the mid-1980s, and it was obvious that they were wealthy.

The girl in the red skirt was the first to notice it. She pulled her companion's arm and jumped to the front of the stall in a few steps. Her voice was filled with joy: "Oh, jeans! Xiaoli, look, we have jeans here too."

Xiao Li stumbled when she pulled her, but she was not annoyed: "Oh, it really is jeans. I was planning to ask my aunt to send me a pair from Shanghai, but I didn't expect to find them here, and they are flared."

Lin Yi immediately took the light blue flared jeans off the string: "Sister, you have a good eye. These jeans are imported from Shanghai. They are said to be made by a manufacturer in Hong Kong. They are popular styles in Hong Kong, Shanghai, and Beijing. They are big brands and are loved by Hong Kong and Taiwan celebrities."

"How much is it, boss?" The girl in the red skirt took the pants and compared them to herself. "Don't try to cheat us. We won't buy them if they're too expensive."

"That's not possible. Doing business requires honesty. We will have to set up a stall here for a long time. To be honest, we have just set up this stall and haven't opened for business yet. You two are our first batch of customers."

After saying this, he glanced at the goods on the stall, then, as if seeking his companion's opinion, glanced back at the uncle and nephew who were nervously staring at him with their pancakes in hand. Then, with a gritted teeth expression, he said, "I just heard you have relatives in Shanghai, so you must know the price. I won't bullshit you two. I originally wanted to sell them for 60 yuan each, but since we just opened, this is my first order, so I'll sell them for 50 yuan."

"Only fifty." The girl named Xiaoli blurted out, but was pulled by the girl in the red skirt.

"Boss, fifty is too expensive. It's almost as much as my monthly salary. Can you make it cheaper? I want one for each of us." The girl in the red skirt was obviously very good at bargaining.

Lin Yi smiled bitterly: "The price I'm giving you two is the lowest price, not a big deal at all. Pants like this sell for at least 80 in Shanghai, and I just don't have that much profit here." Seeing that the two girls opposite were silent, he added: "What's more, our stall is a partnership with someone. If the price is even lower, not only do I not have the authority to tell you, it will also be difficult for me to report it to others."

"It's always good to buy things without bargaining. Even if you can give me two dollars less, that's fine," the girl in the red skirt insisted.

"How about you take a look around first? There are a lot of clothes shops on this street. Maybe their purchase price is lower than mine, and they can sell them cheaper than me. If you still like the clothes here after taking a look around, come back and I'll get you an unopened piece." Lin Yi refused to lower the price.

Xiaoli quietly tugged at the clothes of the girl in the red skirt: "It's really not expensive. My cousin spent a hundred yuan on that one. I want to buy it."

The girl in the red dress wanted to try harder, but the little sister was trying to sabotage her, so she had no choice but to say, "What else do you have? Let me pick some more."

"It's just this one style, but it comes in three colors: black, blue, and light blue. It's hot out now, so the light blue one is a good choice for outfits." Lin Yi said as he flipped through the colors on the stall. "It comes in three sizes: large, medium, and small. I think the small size is enough for you two."

"I want a small size light blue," Xiaoli started to pay. "Xiaoyu, which color do you like? Let's wear the same one and go out together, just like sisters," Xiaoli said to the girl in the red skirt with a smile.

"Okay, then get me a small light blue one," Xiaoyu also took out five ten-yuan bills and handed them over.

"Okay, Yongqiang, come here and collect the money." Lin Yi responded happily, and called Yongqiang beside him to come over and collect the money.

The two girls left with the pants, and Yongqiang handed the money to his father: "Dad, you are really amazing. You sold it so quickly."

"The money is with you. You are smart, so you will be responsible for collecting the money from now on," said Lin Yi.

"Brother-in-law, what am I responsible for?" Cai Genbao was eager to try. They bought jeans for 18 yuan each, but his brother-in-law wanted to sell them for over 50 yuan. He said only a fool would buy them at that price, and if they couldn't sell, they would have to lower the price. He didn't expect the store to open so quickly.

"You can come sell clothes with me, Yongqiang, and you can also help with the sales. Before your school starts, sell out the clothes quickly so we can get another batch soon," Lin Yi said to the uncle and nephew.

"Dad, I...I can't speak," Yongqiang said shyly.

"Brother-in-law, please teach us." Cai Genbao said he needed pre-job training.

"You two eat first, and then find a place to change into the new clothes I bought for you yesterday. I will teach you while I sell goods. When you two get the hang of it, I will give you two dollars for every item you sell." Lin Yi generously held out the carrot magic weapon.

Yongqiang's eyes lit up: "Does that mean I get a salary too?"

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows at him: "Yes, your commission will be entirely at your disposal by then, and I promise mom and dad won't worry about it." Thinking of how his original self had even fleeced the children's competition prize money, and had done it quite cleanly, Lin Yi felt disgusted.

Cai Genbao nodded subconsciously, but he didn't say anything. Having served in the army for fourteen years, he must be more knowledgeable than the farmers in the village, but life in the army was rather monotonous, and he didn't know much about things in society.

Moreover, he was of a very straightforward character and had never been very flexible. When he heard the nonsense his brother-in-law said just now when he was selling the goods, he didn't feel disgusted, but wanted to learn from him.

If he had the same eloquence as his brother-in-law, he wouldn't have been transferred to another job and returned home for more than half a year, and his work would not have been unfinished.

In short, the small team of three people has different ideas, but they have the same goal and are full of energy. They have no worries about selling forty pairs of trousers and thirty sailor shirts.