Chapter 153 Wang Yuqing's Dacron Skirt

Wang Yuqing shrugged and looked at the sales clerk: "It's really tough on you, sales clerk. You're selling clothes and someone still tries to haggle over the price. Just because she's poor doesn't mean she's right. She's only twenty and still young? How dare she say that?"

Upon hearing the woman speak her mind, the saleswoman smiled and said, "That's right, this is the first time I've encountered someone like this. If you can't afford it, then don't buy it. Go home and save up the money and come back later. I have clearly marked prices here. It's 29 yuan for everyone. Even if my own sister comes to buy it, I'll still sell it for 29 yuan."

Wang Yuyan gritted her teeth in anger, feeling embarrassed. However, the tall girl next to her whispered a reminder, which instantly gave her confidence: "Oh, why are you shopping in a department store? Did you come to the wrong place? Are you here to buy a thread or a needle? You can buy them at your commune's supply and marketing cooperative or the brigade's supply and marketing cooperative."

The tall woman said, "Maybe they just want to come in and take a look. The door is open, so why can't people come in and join in the fun? Besides, who wouldn't want a piece of this polyester clothing? If they can't afford it, can't they just look at it a few more times? Why are you so concerned, Yu Yan?"

The short girl nodded: "Yes, you can look around as much as you like, Wang Yuyan's second sister. It's not easy to come to the county town, so go back when you've seen enough."

The three women took turns mocking each other, and even the sales clerk next to them couldn't stand it anymore. But since it didn't concern her, she just needed to do her job, after all, this position wasn't easy to come by.

Wang Yuyan noticed that Wang Yuqing was still wearing Wang Jiandong's old work clothes from ten years ago, and figured that even if she was selling snails recently, she probably didn't have much money.

Like most farmers, he didn't have much money but wanted to join in the fun and see what it was like. In reality, he didn't buy anything and just went back to brag.

She'd seen plenty of farmers like that, and she'd roll her eyes at them every time.

Seeing Wang Yuqing staring intently at the fabric and the finished garment, Wang Yuyan said disdainfully, "Aren't those clothes quite nice? But they're really expensive; a shirt costs eleven yuan."

She pulled out twenty-six yuan from her hand and smiled smugly: "I'm quite poor, I only have twenty-six yuan. It's not good to bargain, but at least I really want to buy it. I'm much better off than many people who just look at things for nothing."

She counted out eleven dollars and slammed them on the counter, haughtily raising her head and commandingly saying, "Pack up my shirt, don't wrinkle it, or I won't take it."

"I'll take that top."

Wang Yuqing suddenly spoke up.

Wang Yuyan looked at Wang Yuqing beside her as if she had misheard, and asked, "What did you say?"

Wang Yuqing ignored her and smiled politely at the sales clerk: "Hello, please wrap up that shirt for me. I'll buy it. I think the size is just right for me."

Wang Yuyan lost her temper and couldn't help but shout, "Can you afford it? Why are you taking my things? Are you going to give up all your possessions for a little face? If you're so capable, why don't you buy the Cuihua skirt too? It's 18 yuan."

The tall girl said, "Yes, if you're going to buy it, buy the whole set."

Wang Yuqing ignored them completely, not even glancing at them, and pointed to the green floral dress that Wang Yuyan had her eye on, saying, "This green floral dress..."

Wang Yuyan and her two female colleagues listened intently, wondering if they could really afford it.

As a result, Wang Yuqing said, "I don't want it."

The three men scoffed in disapproval.

Wang Yuyan crossed her arms. She had looked down on her second sister since childhood, and now she still did, even pretending to be ignorant.

If you really ask her to buy a dress, well, she can't afford it.

Wang Yuqing pointed to the most eye-catching red dress and asked, "How much is that dress, saleswoman?"

The saleswoman, who had been engrossed in watching the play, snapped out of her reverie and hurriedly said, "That dress is a bit expensive; many people like it but can't bring themselves to buy it."

Wang Yuqing asked, "How much?"

The salesperson said, "It will cost twenty-two yuan."

Wang Yuqing readily agreed, "I'll take it."

The sales clerk didn't hear her clearly and asked, "What did you say?"

Wang Yuqing said clearly, "Please wrap this up for me, I want it."

After saying that, she added, "That green flower skirt is too ugly, I don't like it."

The sales clerk was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly said with a smile, "Okay, I'll wrap it up for you now, it'll be thirty-three yuan in total."

Wang Yuyan and the two other women thought they had misheard. They looked at each other and then stared straight at Wang Yuqing.

Wang Yuyan was so shocked that her eyes widened, and she looked at Wang Yuqing very nervously, afraid that she would really take out thirty-three yuan. She hoped that she could not take out that much money and that she would be embarrassed!

Otherwise, your own face will hurt more than if you were actually slapped.

To their surprise, Wang Yuqing casually pulled out a large stack of ten-yuan notes, so flashy it hurt their eyes. The three of them estimated that it must have cost at least two hundred yuan.

Wang Yuyan thought she was seeing things. She rubbed her eyes and then stared intently at the large stack of ten-yuan bills without even blinking.

When she saw Wang Yuqing picking up the bills and counting them one by one, making a rustling sound, her eyes widened in shock. She went from being excited to seeing so much money, to feeling jealous, to feeling embarrassed, and finally to having a mental breakdown.

How come that idiot I've looked down on since I was a kid has so much money? What gives him the right?

Wang Yuqing's lips curled up slightly, and she deliberately counted slowly with her fingers.

Even the sales clerk behind the counter was dumbfounded. Although she felt that the three women in front of her had gone too far, she also felt that this woman could not possibly have that much money. After all, she was dressed in such shabby clothes that she looked like an ordinary farmer. Where would a farmer get so much money?

She has worked here for five or six years, and only one or two farmers have come to buy Dacron clothes.

Without hesitation, Wang Yuqing took out thirty-three yuan and handed it to the sales clerk, saying, "Count it."

The sales clerk took the money with both hands and quickly counted it. It was thirty-three yuan, not a penny less. Feeling guilty for her earlier disdain, she became even more enthusiastic and said, "I'll wrap it up for you right away. This size is just right for you. You're so pretty and have such a good figure. You'll definitely look even more beautiful in it. Would you like to change into it now?"

Wang Yuqing smiled and said, "No need, thank you for your compliment."

The saleswoman genuinely felt that this farmer woman was very polite, much better than the three women in front of her who called themselves workers.

Wang Yuqing watched as the sales clerk wrapped up the clothes, then turned to look at Wang Yuyan and the other two women. She raised her chin, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and lightly patted her left hand with the remaining money in her right hand, saying, "Wang Yuyan, and these two sisters, if I were you, I'd find a hole to crawl into. It's just too embarrassing."

The three of them looked extremely grim, but their eyes were glued to the money in Wang Yuqing's hand, almost blinded by its brilliance.

Wang Yuqing switched a stack of ten-yuan notes to her left hand, then back to her right, and asked in a low voice, "Which hand do you think is more comfortable holding the money?"

Wang Yuyan rolled her eyes. What a pretentious act! However, she was insanely jealous because the fool she looked down on had actually bought the clothes she had always wanted! And he even had so much money in his hands.

The next second.

Wang Yuqing suddenly used her right hand, which was holding money, to slap Wang Yuyan, the tall woman, and the short woman in turn across their faces.

The money made a particularly crisp sound when it hit their faces.

It attracted a lot of attention.

Wang Yuqing took a breath and then exhaled. It felt so good. There was no way around it; after reading too many novels, she loved to show off and get her face slapped.

The key point is that these three people are the kind of villainous cannon fodder characters in novels, lacking both brains and intelligence.