Chapter 19: Mouth has its own ideas
The first floor of the department store sells grocery stores, and the second floor sells clothes.
While Rutang was buying tea, Yu Yaoyang disappeared when he turned around.
Rutang was wondering where he had gone when she saw Yu Yaoyang walking down the stairs slowly with one hand in his pocket, looking as if he had no rivals on the entire street. He had something tucked into his elbow.
"Hey." He threw the thing in his elbow over to Rutang, who caught it. After seeing it clearly, his whole body trembled.
This is a dress that can be described as the tears of the times.
Huge wide shoulder pads, medium length, and a design that makes anyone who wears it look burly.
What made Rutang speechless was the pattern of the dress. The white dacron material was smudged with big red flowers. From a distance, it looked like a victim running out of a crime scene covered in blood.
"The one I liked before was red, which is more luxurious than this one. I don't know which idiot bought it first. This one is a bit of a stretch. You can wear it when you get the marriage certificate and take pictures."
Yu Yaoyang deliberately downplayed the situation, his eyes full of pride, and it was obvious that he had been planning this for a long time.
“Still, still taking pictures?!” Rutang’s eyes went dark.
"Brother Yaoyang, the photo on the marriage certificate will be kept permanently, and we should look compatible, right?" She used all the social skills she had learned in her previous life when she was a wealthy wife and roamed around the world of rich women.
Yu Yaoyang nodded with satisfaction. Why does the sentence “They look like a good match” sound so comfortable?
"I'm wearing such fancy clothes, red and white, how do you match them? Why don't we all wear something simpler?" Ru Tang revealed his true purpose.
"Look, what this is!" Yu Yaoyang took something out of his trouser pocket with great pride and shook it in front of Rutang.
Without sufficient preparation, would he have the nerve to marry such a beautiful wife?
"Ah, this..." Rutang swallowed.
In his hand, there was actually a bow tie, bright red in color. The front of the bow tie looked decent, but it was connected with an elastic band, which he put on when wearing it, just like a fake collar. Bow ties are also very popular among young people.
“I have a white shirt, so I’ll wear this!” Yu Yaoyang was thinking very simply when he bought the bow tie. If he couldn’t afford a woolen suit, why wouldn’t he be allowed to buy a woolen bow tie?
"How much did you pay for it?" Rutang asked.
Yu Yaoyang raised five fingers.
"Fifty cents?" Rutang asked hopefully.
"I'll sell you a bungee cord for 50 cents! Five bucks! The salesperson said it's made of wool and contains wool!"
Five dollars! Rutang's eyes went dark again, and he seemed to see a conch in a large iron washing basin, flying away with wings.
Due to the limitations of production technology and output, the clothes are indeed very expensive. This bow tie is made of woolen fabric, which is considered the highest-grade fabric. At five dollars, you can't say you're being ripped off.
But the problem is, no matter how good the material is, it won’t look high-end if it’s tied with an elastic rope. It looks like the bow tie worn around the neck of a dog in later generations.
It’s a bright red one. It’s okay to use it during weddings, but there’s no chance to use it on ordinary days.
"Can it be returned?" she asked. She would rather spend more money to buy a piece of cloth and make one for him herself than buy such a festive big bow tie.
"Why should I retreat? When we have a son in the future, I will pass this to him!" Yu Yaoyang has even made plans for the future.
"Well, what if I can't give birth to a son?"
"Then leave it to the son-in-law!"
“…” Rutang suddenly felt sorry for her future son and son-in-law.
I stayed in the mall for a while, went to Uncle Wang's house to get the stove, and arrived at the train station at around 11 o'clock.
Yu Yaoyang set up the stall, carried a kettle into the station, and asked the staff member who had been bribed by his "virtue" yesterday for hot water to make tea.
Sister Zhang was so happy to see her coming. The pot of fried conchs last night deepened their friendship. Sister Zhang even helped Rutang set up the stall.
"Have you heard that Sister Ying was arrested!" Sister Zhang was beaming with joy.
“When did it happen?” Rutang pretended to be ignorant.
"After you two had diarrhea and closed the stall, many police officers came and checked the outside of the station carefully, wanting to catch Yingjie's accomplices. They even posted a reward."
Sister Zhang pointed to the electric pole in front, and Rutang ran over to take a look. After Sister Ying was arrested, she revealed that there was an accomplice on the run and offered a reward of 50 yuan.
"That's good. The security at our station will be good for a while. Let them do bad things! God will take them away!" Sister Zhang said with gritted teeth, feeling very relieved, in contrast to her timid and trouble-making attitude yesterday.
Rutang looked at her with a smile.
Most ordinary people are like Sister Zhang. It’s not that they don’t have a sense of justice, but they are afraid of retaliation from the evil people and dare not expose it.
The aunties who had come to watch and learn cooking skills yesterday came again and formed a circle early in the morning. Rutang did not chase them away and started frying her seafood.
Today we have added fried clams, 20 cents a plate. It looks like a lot, but in fact, the clams are cooked and their shells have opened to make up the number. Several ladies tasted the dish in the front row and gave it high praise.
Sister Zhang was rolling her eyes up to the sky. The old lady just likes to take advantage!
However, when Rutang handed her a little to taste, Sister Zhang still took it with a smile on her face.
The seasonings are the same, but the taste is slightly different. If you want to say which one tastes better, fried clams are still better. It is also easier to eat, one bite at a time, and the price is the same.
Rutang was surprised that clams did not sell as well as fried conchs, but after thinking about it carefully, it was easy to understand.
There seemed to be a lot of clams, but they were eaten so quickly that I finished a plate in no time.
The conchs are eaten slowly and one cup can take half a day to finish. Moreover, the fried clams are served on a plate, which gives people the illusion that "this is a dish". If they are sold as a dish, Rutang does not have an advantage.
Food near the train station is generally more expensive than in the city. Even so, a dish of fried food at a small roadside restaurant for only 80 cents will fill you up.
In this comparison, Rutang’s clams really have no advantages.
Seeing that more than ten pounds of small conchs were sold out, there were still a lot of clams left. Yu Yaoyang prepared to close the stall and return to the village. If he couldn't sell them, he would keep them for himself. If he couldn't finish them, he still had chickens and ducks.
Ru Tang was unwilling to accept this. The fact that she collected the clams meant that she was sure she could sell them. It would be wrong to let such delicious food be left over.
There are fewer people at the train station at noon, so there is no point in wasting time here.
"Brother Yaoyang, let's go into the city."
“…Are you kidding me? You want to sell fried clams to the locals?” How is this possible!
"Would you like to make a bet with me? If I win, you can return the tie and I will arrange your wedding outfit."
"Brother, I'm sure to win, why do we need to gamble?" Yu Yaoyang wanted to brag, but when he thought about how he lost to her yesterday, he coughed twice.
"I am a good young man now. Can a good young man gamble? My father-in-law is currently receiving re-education from the Party because of gambling."
"If you win, I will give you the same treatment you received before I entered the room last night."
Just, baji or something.
"Let's bet!" Yu Yaoyang heard an impassioned voice answer like this.
Hey, is this him talking? ! Why does his mouth always have thoughts of its own?
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