Is pricing a single mushroom really a problem?

Li Weidong laughed: "What's so difficult about that? Just set the price as I said, and you won't go wrong."

He remembered clearly that in his previous life, after mushroom prices skyrocketed, the government intervened.

The price dropped even before it reached that age, and was even slightly lower than before.

Shen Xiaoyan, however, remained skeptical: "Can it really work? What if the farmers aren't willing?"

"They will agree."

Li Weidong said confidently, "Just wait and see, this price won't stay high for long."

Shen Xiaoyan wanted to say more, but suddenly remembered the wine.

Previously, Li Weidong also predicted that the price of Moutai would rise, but no one believed him.

In the end, he was right; he made a fortune from selling drinks.

Perhaps this time will be the same?

She didn't say anything more and nodded, saying, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Li Weidong smiled and then said, "Okay, I'll go out for a walk."

Tomorrow is our engagement day, so I should go out and buy some engagement gifts.

Gift money is gift money, and betrothal gifts are betrothal gifts; they are ultimately different.

In that era, material wealth was not abundant, and compared to later generations, the things that could be bought were very limited.

If you have money, you have many options.

Li Weidong went all the way to the People's Department Store, ready to pick out some items.

Unlike the chaotic and noisy market, the department store was clean and tidy everywhere, and the smooth marble floor was so smooth that you could almost see your reflection.

Most people in this era are still struggling to escape poverty. Even when they buy things, they usually go to the market. Those who can afford to come to the department store are people with a certain economic foundation.

That's why most of the people you see in department stores are dressed smartly and attractively.

Li Weidong was momentarily dazed when he entered the room.

It felt as if we were in a shopping mall from a past life, not in the 1990s.

However, he quickly came to his senses.

Department stores still can't compare to shopping malls in later generations.

Putting aside other things, the clothes worn by passersby and even in shops that are fashionable now but seem outdated and old-fashioned from a later perspective are the best proof.

Li Weidong shook his head, clearing his mind of those thoughts, and walked forward.

The past is the past; the most important thing now is to focus on the present!

He strolled along, looking at the shops on both sides.

The first floor is mostly filled with clothing stores. Unlike the sturdy and durable clothes in the market, the clothes in the department store focus more on style.

There have even been quite a few rather bold designs.

For example, deep V-necks, flared pants, and various colorful slip dresses—they're all very fashionable and avant-garde.

Many girls were browsing and bargaining in the store, creating quite a lively atmosphere.

Some of the bolder ones even took the clothes directly to the fitting room, changed, and then came out to sway their hips and waists in front of the mirror, occasionally asking their companions for their opinions.

Li Weidong found it amusing.

When he died in his previous life, society had already developed to a very advanced stage, and there were countless styles of clothing available.

But back then, girls became more conservative, even wearing a tank top with a sun-protective shirt.

As a result, girls in the 90s were even bolder, daring to wear all sorts of bright colors and revealing styles like tank tops and deep V-necks, really...

What a feast for the eyes!

Li Weidong was overwhelmed by the sights and suddenly an idea popped into his head.

Or, how about we buy Zhou Xiaoye some clothes too?

The Zhou family favored sons over daughters, and Zhou Jun was always dressed smartly and elegantly.

But Zhou Xiaoye's clothes were always the same: new for three years, old for three years, patched and mended for another three years. As a teenage girl, she couldn't find a decent set of clothes.

She couldn't even keep up with the new three-year-old standard; the clothes that her relatives didn't want were her "new" clothes.

Li Weidong felt very distressed and couldn't help but walk towards a women's clothing store.

The shop owner, a woman in her forties, smiled even before she spoke: "Handsome, buying clothes for your girlfriend?"

Li Weidong then came to his senses and couldn't help but hesitate.

I'm a grown man, after all, and I've never bothered to find out what kind of girls like.

What if Zhou Xiaoye doesn't like the clothes she bought, but has to wear them out of politeness? Wouldn't that be doing more harm than good?

The shop owner saw through his thoughts and said with a smile, "You probably don't know what kind of girl your partner likes, right?"

Li Weidong nodded hesitantly.

“That’s easy. I’ve been selling clothes for so many years, I know girls’ preferences best.”

The shop owner patted her chest and said, "Tell me what your girlfriend is like, how old she is, what colors she usually likes, her height and weight, and I'll help you pick one out. I guarantee she won't have a single flaw in it!"

Li Weidong thought for a moment and then described Zhou Xiaoye's figure.

Finally, he added, "By the way, she's 16 years old this year."

"Ten...sixteen years old?!"

The shop owner's eyes widened, then he looked at him with a knowing expression: "You're quite capable, handsome!"

Although there are many girls who get engaged and married in their teens these days, most of them choose their partners based on the man's family background, and they usually marry older men.

For someone like Li Weidong, who looks to be in his early twenties, to marry a sixteen-year-old, the only possibility is that his family is wealthy.

Li Weidong didn't explain much, but urged the boss to make a selection quickly.

The shop owner didn't hesitate and quickly picked out several sets of clothes to display.

"These are all the most fashionable styles this year. I got them from the south. Every girl who comes to my shop can't take her eyes off them!"

The shop owner said smugly, "Buy it, and I guarantee your little sweetheart will be satisfied!"

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