Wen Zhichao slowly explained his plan: "I want to make clothes. Clothes sales have been making a lot of money this year. I heard that they all like a Japanese TV series called 'Blood Ties'. The clothes worn by the men and women in it are very popular. They are called Sachiko shirts!"
That year, China introduced the Japanese TV series "Blood Ties." The innocent and sweet Yamaguchi Momoe became the dream lover of many young Chinese, and the cropped sweaters she wore in the show also became a hit. While people couldn't buy them in Japan, the Chinese people were innately adept at copying, and soon the streets were filled with Sachiko shirts.
In addition to Sachiko shirts, there is also Sachiko hairstyle, which is the fluffy hairstyle of Yamaguchi Momoe, as well as Miura Tomo's clothes and their father Oshima Shigeru's bags, all of which have become popular things.
Although this popular trend is only temporary, it does not prevent everyone from making a fortune. Just follow the popular trend.
Today's Chinese people have just opened their eyes to the world, and everything is new to them. The colorful and novel clothes from other countries are simply dazzling.
Xia Ruzheng had always thought making clothes was a good idea, but it required a higher starting point. Selling on the street wasn't high-end and was also tiring. Xia Ruzheng felt the best option was to open a store. He could buy a piece of clothing for a few cents and resell it for one or two yuan, or even a few yuan! The clothing industry, like the food service industry, is highly profitable, simply because it's part of people's daily lives—food, clothing, shelter, and transportation—and no one can live without it.
The more Xia Ruzheng thought about it, the better it seemed. He said, "When we've saved enough money, you can open two stores: a clothing store and a tape store. We can connect the two stores together. When tape sales don't go well, we can close the tape store and sell clothes in both stores!"
Wen Zhichao thought for a moment and said, "That's a good idea. Let me plan it out carefully!"
Xia Ruzheng knew that Wen Zhichao was a man who would do things cost-effectively, so after he expressed his own ideas, she did not interfere. She had her own ideas to pursue!
Currently, his stall only has three or four types of food, which is quite a variety compared to many vendors who only sell one type. However, Xia Ruzheng has some regular customers who might be fine with eating from them for half a month or a month. If they stay for longer, they might not be able to handle it and need something new. So Xia Ruzheng is thinking about when to add sesame balls, smart cakes, pumpkin cakes, and the like.
As the weather gradually cooled, more and more people came to Xia Ruzheng's stall to drink a bowl of soy milk. Some even hoped that Xia Ruzheng would be there after get off work in the afternoon. After a bowl of hot soy milk, a thin layer of sweat would form all over the body, and the cold would disappear, and it would be extremely comfortable.
Madam, today I want five wraps, three pancakes, and five fried dough sticks!" A familiar voice accompanied the jingling of bicycle bells.
Xia Ruzheng looked up and saw the man on the bicycle coming. He was immediately surprised and said, "What are you doing? Can you eat all that? I think you should buy less and don't waste it!"
Many people nodded secretly after hearing this. The boss also advised people to buy less. He didn't make any money but he was unwilling to take advantage of others and waste things. He really had a conscience.
The young man smiled, parked his bicycle, patted the newly installed cargo basket on the front of the bicycle, and said, "I'm carrying it for others! Some of my colleagues in the workshop didn't have breakfast this morning, so they asked me to buy it for them!"
Xia Ruzheng was immediately delighted: "Oh! That's great! Thank you so much for bringing me such a big business! Okay, how about this, your five fried dough sticks will only be charged for three, and I'll give you two!"
"Great! Thank you, Madam Boss!"
Xia Ruzheng was surprised to find that this young man was actually the workshop director of a textile factory. He had never expected someone so young to be so accomplished. Wang Fuqiang was just an ordinary worker.
Later, I gossiped with others and found out that because he was smart and had read some books, he became the workshop director at a young age. I also heard that the workshop he managed had high production efficiency and good quality.
Xia Ruzheng felt that there were indeed many talented young people.
After filling the bowl for them, the young man ordered a bowl of soy milk for himself and said as he drank, "It's a pity they don't live here, otherwise they could also taste the taste of this soy milk."
Xia Ruzheng said, "That's not difficult. Just get a few enamel jars with lids, and cover them tightly. Just be careful when you ride your bike and don't spill anything."
The young man straightened up, patted his thigh and said: "This method is good! Let's try it next time!"
Xia Ruzheng smiled and wondered whether he should ask Sister Li to increase the supply of soy milk. As the weather was getting colder, people wanted soy milk more and more.
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