Seeing Qian Shuhong's eyes full of expectation, Cai Genbao hesitated for a moment and agreed to give her ten pieces of clothing on credit, allowing her to pay after she sold them. If she didn't sell them, she could return them at any time.

Qian Shuhong was so surprised. Actually, she didn't have much hope. They were not related to her, so why would they give it to her on credit?

Uncle Yongliang is such a good man! She bowed to Cai Genbao excitedly, and then went to choose a style.

This girl had good taste. She picked out everything from the pile that Lin Yi had selected as 'not good-looking', and only women's clothing, not a single piece of men's clothing.

After selecting the clothes and asking for prices, Qian Shuhong took the initiative to write an IOU and handed it to Cai Genbao. Then, while Xiaoyuan was still trying on clothes, she quickly packed the ten pieces of clothing into the cloth bag she had brought with her. She turned to Xiaoyuan and said, "Xiaoyuan, I'm done. My family is waiting for me for dinner, so I can't be home too late. I have to go now." She was planning to go to the night market tonight.

Xiaoyuan's eyes were already shining when she saw so many clothes. She waved at her nonchalantly and continued to pick. It looked like two months' salary was not enough for her to spend today.

......

Qian Shuhong hurried home with her clothes, ate a few bites of food and headed to the night market. Her second brother was worried about her and insisted on going with her.

The night market in the county town was not far from her home. It was still early and many stalls had not yet been set up, so they had a good spot.

"Sister, how do you shout like that?" They were all clothes for girls. Qian Jinlai was a little hesitant and felt embarrassed.

"Otherwise, I'll ask my third sister to help you!" After saying that, he was about to run away.

Qian Shuhong grabbed him and said, "Since you're already here, why are you running away?"

"You have a loud voice, so you can help me shout for help later. If I make money, I can buy medicine for our mother." After saying that, she saw the shoes with big toes exposed when the money came in, sighed softly, and softened her voice: "When I make money, I will buy you a pair of Warrior shoes, okay?"

Qian Jinlai followed the elder sister's gaze and hid his right foot, which had its toes sticking out, behind his left foot: "I...my shoes are still wearable. Besides, I'm growing now. It would be a waste to buy more. They will become smaller again in a few days. If you really make money, save it and buy yourself a cotton jacket for winter."

In the past two years, my elder sister's hands and feet have been cold every winter. Qian Jinlai thought of her sister's cotton-padded jacket that had become stiff and hard. When she had to get up early and go to work late in the winter, it was really not cold-proof at all.

Qian Shuhong smiled and touched Qian Jinlai's head. She was not angry when he dodged her and said, "My second brother has really grown up and knows how to feel sorry for his sister."

......

As night fell, the night market soon became lively. The Qian siblings' stall was in a good location, and ten pieces of clothing were not enough to sell. The main reason was that the styles of the clothes she chose were relatively new here and not expensive. She only added five or six yuan to the price of one piece of clothing, which was much more reasonable than the price that Lin Yi and others charged, which was three times the price.

The night market lasts long in the summer, usually from 7pm to after 10pm. Qian Shuhong sold her last piece of clothing and thought it was still early, so she decided to go to Cai Yongliang's uncle to get some more. She thought it would take three days to sell ten pieces of clothing, but in just over half an hour, she earned more than 50 yuan, which was more than she earned in the previous month's work.

When Cai Yonghong and her brother arrived, the Zhao and Cai families were having dinner. Seeing that she came back so quickly, Cai Genbao and Zhao Yongliang stood up together to greet her.

Zhao Yongliang: "Did you forget something?"

Cai Genbao: "Aren't they all sold out?"

Cai Genbao saw that the girl was no longer shy and reserved as before, but instead looked excited and energetic, just like when he and Yongqiang first made money from setting up a stall, so he guessed that she was probably here to get some goods again.

Qian Shuhong answered Zhao Yongliang first: "I didn't forget anything, I came to your uncle to buy clothes."

Just finished shopping, and now buying again? Are people in the county town so rich? That Xiaoyuan, who had just left their family before dinner, picked out clothes worth over 200 yuan. Is this Xiaohong also so rich? Zhao Yongliang looked at the brother and sister calmly.

Seeing that the brother and sister's clothes were washed white, the boy had patches on his knees and his big toe had pushed a hole in his shoe. It really didn't look like they came from a wealthy family... Yongliang stood aside in silence.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Qian Shuhong didn't hesitate and said to Cai Genbao directly: "Brother Zhao, I sold all those clothes. I want to get some more."

She pulled out a pile of banknotes from her pocket and said, "I'll give you the money I owe you first. Then I have another fifty yuan here, which I'll give you as well. I'd like to get another batch. If it's not enough, I'll write you an IOU. Is that okay?"

What's wrong with that? Cai Genbao took the pile of money, counted it, and took out the IOU from his pocket, which was still warm, and handed it over. "You're selling pretty fast, so you can take more goods this time."

Qian Shuhong had the same idea, but was a little embarrassed to say it out loud. When she heard him say that, she thanked him repeatedly, and the siblings followed Cai Genbao to the room where the goods were stored.

Zhao Yongliang followed closely behind.

The boy had a keen intuition about money. He quickly figured out the situation: Xiaohong was broke, so she bought a few clothes on credit and even wrote an IOU. She sold the clothes in just over an hour, paid off the outstanding balance, and even bought more on credit, still able to come up with fifty yuan in payment. Where did that fifty yuan come from? It was probably her recent earnings from selling clothes!

Is selling clothes really that profitable? Then how much money did his uncle, brother, and father earn in the past month?

Qian Shuhong quickly picked out twenty pieces of clothing and wrote a new IOU. Her brother carried the bag of clothes on his shoulders, and the two sisters left Zhao's house and went to the night market with full enthusiasm.

Zhao Yongliang hadn't finished his meal yet. When he saw the two sisters leaving, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and followed the two sisters stealthily.

Cai Genbao closed the door of the warehouse and looked back to see that his eldest nephew was not there. He thought he had gone out to see someone off and then went back to eat, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

When he returned to the dining table, not only was Zhao Yongliang not there, but Lin Yi also didn't know where he had gone. The old couple of the Cai family went to the hair salon to deliver food to Ling Shuang and others and to pick up their granddaughter. He quickly ate a few bites and resigned himself to being the last person to finish eating and clean the table.

Zhao Yongliang looked nervous and excited, staring at Xiaohong and her brother in the dark with shining eyes. He had been helping her calculate, and in such a short while, they had sold four pieces of clothing. He heard both his uncle's selling price and her own selling price. Without the need for detailed calculation, she earned more than 20 yuan from four pieces.

It's only been a few minutes? And their stall isn't in a particularly good location.

What if he did this too?

Zhao Yongliang slapped his thigh and felt tears were about to flow from the corners of his mouth.

He quietly gets the goods from home without anyone noticing. The cost is borne by his uncle, but the profit is all his. There is no risk at all.

In one night he only needed to borrow ten pieces of clothing from his uncle, and sell one piece for twenty yuan, so ten pieces would be two hundred yuan.

Oh my god, Zhao Yongliang is going to get rich.