"have!"
"How much?"
Yunduan pointed to a hard-shell cardboard sign standing next to her, which said: Top ten dollars, skirt sixteen dollars, buy them together for twenty-three dollars.
There is no way to set up a street stall, and no matter how good the quality and style are, they can only be sold at the Pinduoduo price.
It’s so cheap, yet the aunt who asked the question was still hesitant!
The others started to stir. Yunduan waited for a while before finally seeing someone speak first:
"Give me a suit like the one you're wearing!"
The man was a middle-aged man with a pen in his breast pocket and a black briefcase. He spoke with a local accent.
Yunduan smiled and quickly packed his clothes.
The middle-aged man counted out twenty-three yuan and handed it to Yunduan, who took it with a smile.
After selling the first set of skirts at the stall, Yunduan felt more confident and her voice became much louder.
"Comrade, your clothes are really nice. Give me one too."
"I want one too!"
"Where did you get this stuff? I haven't seen it sold anywhere else, nor have I seen anyone wearing it?"
"I designed and made this dress myself, so you're just buying it directly from the manufacturer."
"Why else would it be so cheap?"
As soon as Yunduan said this, more people bought it.
Unfortunately, she only made ten sets in total. Before she put them on the stall, a waiter at the hotel bought one, leaving nine sets, which were quickly sold out.
Yunduan's pocket was stuffed with 320 yuan, and his heart was filled with the sense of accomplishment of making money.
Before, she was worried that she couldn't make money and that without Huo Qiu Sheng, she would have to follow Xiao Pu'er, who was a beggar. Now, she looks at Yundu with such admiration!
"Mom, that's amazing!"
Yunduan smiled and pinched her soft and tender face, "Be good."
At this moment, a woman suddenly ran over, looked at Yunduan preparing to close the stall, and asked regretfully:
“Sold out?”
"Yeah, just sold out."
"When will you open your stall next time? Will you still have the same clothes and skirts for sale?"
"It depends."
Yunduan didn't expect that they would all be sold out so quickly.
Before setting up the stall, she told herself that as long as she could sell three sets of clothes and make back the expenses for the past two days, it would be pretty good.
After all, many people's salary is only 50 or 60 yuan now, and she sells one set for 23 yuan. If you don't have some money, you really can't afford it.
It seems that she still underestimated how rich the people in the county are!
In less than one morning, she earned what others earned in almost a year.
If she continued like this, she would be able to double the money in Huo Qiu's savings account in a few days.
The county town is too far away from the army, and it is impossible for her to run so far every day to sell clothes.
Besides, she was the only one sewing, so even if she worked so hard on the sewing machine that sparks came out, she still earned her money through hard work.
If you want to make big money, you still have to rely on Lu Haode Clothing Factory!
As she pondered, she looked around for Huo Qiusheng's figure and muttered to Xiao Pu'er,
"Why has your father gone for so long and hasn't he come back yet?"
Little Pu'er also frowned.
She and Yun Duan were busy sweating just now, but Huo Qiu Sheng just disappeared. This was too unreliable.
However, she did not complain in front of Yunduan, but just complained silently in her heart.
It would be bad if Yunduan got angry and ran away with her again!
Yunduan packed up and sat down on the curb with Xiao Pu'er, waiting for Huo Qiu Sheng.
As soon as they recognized the spot where the stall had been set up, a woman selling moldy tofu immediately took the spot.
The other old man selling vegetables was a step slower and kept cursing for a long time.
Yunduan found it funny. These two people probably thought that her business was good and that the location of her stall was good.
Just then a pair of Liberation shoes appeared in her sight.
Then Lin Xiaobo's voice sounded above his head.
"Didn't you say that without a man, you, a woman, wouldn't know how to raise a child?"
"Why do I think you make money quickly?"
When Yunduan raised his eyes, he saw Lin Xiaobo's handsome face that was as cool as Edison Chen, and was stunned.
Little Pu'er's surprised voice rang out: "Why are you holding the clothes my mother is selling?!"
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