Chapter 24
"Buy you a coat too, so our whole family can be dressed in new clothes."
Zhong Miao looked at Pei Ze with her phoenix eyes. He was wearing a thin cotton jacket. Although it was not patched, it was washed white.
The whitish cotton cloth has a vintage effect. Even such a simple piece of clothing makes him look like a model on the catwalk. It does not look shabby at all, but instead gives him an unruly temperament.
Clothes make the man, but clothes also need people to set them off. The same clothes will look different on different people. Otherwise, why do press conferences always have models walking the runway? Can't they just grab a few at random?
"Okay, I'll listen to my wife and make everything neat and tidy." Pei Ze was happy now. This girl finally thought of him.
Zhong Miao also picked out a woolen coat for Pei Ze. It was a more novel style than her father's. The materials used at that time were exquisite, all made of wool, and it was really expensive.
Woolen coats are a luxury item these days.
The little money Zhong Miao had was soon spent.
"Pei Ze, where is the commission you said you would give me?"
"I didn't give it to you yesterday because you fell asleep. It's here with me. There are so many people here that it's hard to pay. I'll pay for whatever you want to buy and I'll settle the bill with you when we get back."
"Ah? Then are my three melons and two dates enough to spend?"
"Haha, if it's not enough to spend, just draw a few more pictures to pay off the debt." Pei Ze teased her, wanting to see her reaction.
"Okay, today's all mine. I'll draw a picture for you when I get home."
Zhong Miao waved her hand. She spent money without blinking an eye. If Pei Ze hadn't been good at bargaining, she didn't know how much money she would have wasted.
She, the daughter of a wealthy father, has no such concept and is not even very sensitive to money and prices. The only thing she can remember the price of is painting supplies.
"Okay, then I'll take advantage of you."
His wife is not a stingy person at all. He doesn't care about it because he makes money to spend it. But his mother is frugal. After all, it is her daughter-in-law who spends the money and it has nothing to do with her son. If his mother has any doubts, he will use his wife as a scapegoat.
He finally realized that his mother was a wealthy woman who raised her daughter in luxury, and that it was her right for her daughter-in-law to spend whatever she wanted. If her son dared to spend money like that, he would definitely be scolded.
After buying these, Zhong Miao bought An An the most fashionable toy cars and toy guns.
Pei Ze is tall and handsome, and Zhong Miao is extremely beautiful. The couple looks very well matched when standing together, and they stand out from the crowd. With so many people in the mall, it is inevitable that some people will stare at them, and they will definitely get a lot of attention.
Pei Ze had felt these gazes from the beginning. Some men were staring at his wife nakedly. He held the things with one hand and put his other hand around Zhong Miao's waist.
"What?" Zhong Miao didn't understand.
"Declare sovereignty." Pei Ze was also unambiguous. With his wife being like this, how could he let her go out alone in the future?
"Huh?" Zhong Miao took a moment to understand what he meant. "Is it really that serious?"
Zhong Miao was accustomed to this kind of gaze. Whether it was now or in her previous life, she looked like this. Wherever she went, she would be the center of attention, but she would also attract some attention. She was used to it because she could let people look at her if they wanted to.
Especially since she later became a well-known painter, she accepted interviews, published books, participated in exhibitions, and attracted even more attention. This was just the beginning.
“As for.”
After coming out of the mall, Pei Ze took his wife to the grocery store. When Zhong Miao saw the pastries and snacks on the counter, her eyes sparkled with greed.
"There's chocolate?" There was chocolate on the counter, the kind that was square, thick, and dark chocolate.
"Buy it if you want to eat it." Pei Ze knew that she loved to eat it.
Zhong Miao looked at the price tag. The card was the size of a business card and had the word "chocolate" written on it, with eight yuan printed on it in a red seal. It was eight yuan per pound, so expensive. Other pastries were not cheap either. She decided to look for something else.
"No, it's too expensive."
"If you want to eat, buy it. It's not like I can't afford to support you."
Pei Ze has made a lot of money in the past few years, and his family is frugal, so they have accumulated a substantial fortune.
Selling furniture is a huge profit, and he is a well-educated and intelligent man. Not to mention being a millionaire, he must be richer than him. He doesn't dare to say anything about the city, but in towns and villages, it is really hard to find anyone richer than him.
"Okay, buy some then."
Zhong Miao bought a few pieces of chocolate and two exquisite pastries. The service here is really good. The waiter sorted the pastries and put them in brown paper bags, then weighed them, folded the seals, and finally stapled them shut.
Zhong Miao had never seen such packaging before. In his previous life, high-end snacks were packed in boxes, and popular ones were packed in plastic bags. This felt a bit novel.
Chocolate is expensive, but dried fruits, cat ears and other handmade snacks are cheap. Zhong Miao bought a lot of them for An An, and of course she couldn't forget the toffee.
After strolling around for most of the day and gaining a lot, Pei Ze was almost jealous. Wherever his wife went, there were crowds of people staring at her, as if they wanted to stare a hole into her.
He saw that Zhong Miao didn't care about others staring at her, as if it had nothing to do with her.
Pei Ze took his wife to a restaurant and ordered braised pork slices and pork ribs stewed with sauerkraut, which made Zhong Miao very happy.
"Hey, is it okay for you to spend money so lavishly? How much have you spent in one day?" Zhong Miao asked. She originally thought that she would just have a simple bite, but she didn't expect Pei Ze to order two meat dishes as soon as he came.
"Aren't you happy when you spend money? Just eat whatever you have. I can afford to support you even if you eat meat every meal."
"Oh my, oh my, the girls in the village must be so regretful. If they knew you were so qualified, they would have rushed to marry you. What are you trying to achieve? You're always misunderstood as a scoundrel who doesn't do his job properly. Even at your age, no one wants to marry you."
This was said with some sarcasm, but it was also Zhong Miao's true feelings. Pei Ze is educated and can make money, but why does he maintain the image of being a lazy person?
If it was just the original arrangement, and everyone had to follow the plot, it would be unchangeable and would not make sense. She felt that the influence of the plot was changing on the people around her.
For example, Pei Ze, she understands the plot and knows how it changes. She intuitively feels that the power of the plot has less and less influence on him, but she doesn't know when she can completely get rid of it.
The biggest variable is herself. She hasn't completely gotten out of the plot yet, and she doesn't know how she knew it. It's hard to explain, but she just knows it.
"How can we let outsiders know about our family wealth? We don't worry about thieves stealing it, but we worry about thieves thinking about it. Besides, I have married a wife. Don't you think you have a good idea? You can marry someone like me. It's beyond your expectation, right?"
"Oh, it's really all thanks to you." Just talk, why are you being narcissistic?
"I'm glad to know." Pei Ze thought Zhong Miao's repeated words were very cute, and her humming and grunting made her seem a lot more lively.
Whether in the village or in the city, most people speak loudly. There are few people like Zhong Miao who can speak softly, not to mention repeating words. Old and young, male and female, everyone speaks with a strong accent, and some dialects are even incomprehensible.
Fortunately, Zhong Miao is also from the north. Although she didn't speak like this before, she can understand these dialect words and has heard most of them. She also thinks that the old-fashioned northern dialect is humorous and interesting, and quite fun.
The dishes came out quickly and were all large portions, and there were two large bowls of rice, which was very affordable.
Zhong Miao gave a small portion of the rice to Pei Ze and picked up a piece of fried pork. The fried pork still had a crispy texture and was covered with starch sauce. It was salty and fragrant with a hint of sweetness. It was very delicious and a standard dish to go with rice.
The ribs in the pork ribs stewed with sauerkraut are not all small thin strips, there are also some spines, which are particularly fragrant when stewed with sauerkraut. The sourness of sauerkraut is different from the sourness of vinegar or lemon. It is mild and not irritating, and at the same time the strong sourness is particularly full and fragrant.
While eating, Pei Ze picked out the small pieces of bones with more meat and gave them to Zhong Miao, and ate the larger pieces himself.
After the improper lunch, the couple returned to the furniture factory with all their spoils.
"Are we going home today or tomorrow?" Zhong Miao asked, still drawing a picture in her hand.
"Let's go tomorrow. It'll be dark and unsafe later." Did he dislike the darkness? No, he wanted to spend one more day with his wife.
"Okay, go and do your own thing. You don't have to accompany me." Zhong Miao urged him to go to the factory to take a look.
"Well, call me if you need anything."
"good."
Pei Ze is actually quite busy. Although Erwa can maintain normal operations, Pei Ze still has to do more work himself.
There are not many college students nowadays, and even fewer management talents. As a result, although the factory is not small in scale, its management is still that of a traditional workshop, and its efficiency is not very high.
During the past two days, Zhong Miao also visited Pei Ze's furniture factory. He also said that he is currently mainly engaged in wholesale, with considerable profits and high volume.
Zhong Miao was drawing and thinking about the furniture factory. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was room for improvement.
In fact, Pei Ze has contributed a lot to this furniture factory. He has done all the work himself and has become extremely proficient in this business.
Winter is the off-season for the furniture industry, otherwise he wouldn't have had so much time to accompany her shopping for several days. When he was busy, he would live in the furniture factory and couldn't leave.
This kind of management and production model of a traditional workshop is difficult to sustain for a long time. Even if it can continue for a long time, it is difficult to maintain competitiveness and occupy a place in the market.
After all, the economy will develop soon, there will be more and more private enterprises in various industries, and the competition will become more and more fierce. By then, Pei Ze will either change with the changes in the market economy or lose his competitiveness. As the original text says, no more business will come to him.
She wanted to help Pei Ze. After all, her mother-in-law, him, and even An An were all very good to her, and she didn't want to see Pei Ze's hard work go to waste.
Because Pei Ze had been absent-minded these days, he had a lot more trivial work to do. After coming back and having a hurried dinner, he went to work overtime again. It was already quite late when he came back again.
Zhong Miao sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a few drawings he had just drawn and revising them. "I'm back, can you take a look at it?" Zhong Miao handed over the drawings.
The drawings this time include dining tables in square and round shapes, dining chairs with four sets of patterns, TV cabinets, coffee tables, sofas, chaise longues, etc., as well as several styles of beds.
This set of furniture is similar to the simple Chinese style of the previous life. It looks high-end and atmospheric, but simpler and more comfortable than traditional Chinese style.
In the past two days, Zhong Miao learned that at this time, there were only wooden beds and iron beds. Iron beds were more economical, and they were all plank beds, so she did not draw the ones with ribbed frames.
"Okay, that's good. It's getting late, let's stop it."
"Well, go wash up first. I have something to tell you." Zhong Miao's eyes sparkled.
"Well, lie down first. It's cold."
After washing up, Pei Ze got into bed and leaned against the headboard. "Come here." He stretched out his arm.
"What?" Zhong Miao didn't understand.
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