Chapter 161 Chapter 161 Father's Favoritism 10
Zhao Hongwei was selling a yellow dress to an old lady. Upon hearing this, he pushed Zhuozhuo's little head back into his pocket.
Ma Xia had originally suggested placing Zhuozhuo in a small basket next to the bicycle's crossbar while selling items, but Zhao Hongwei worried that he'd be too busy to keep an eye on her. What if someone accidentally snatched her away? So he found a cloth bag, modified it slightly, and tied it to his body, then placed Zhuozhuo inside. This way, he didn't have to worry about her being stolen, and he could always sense her movements, giving him a much greater sense of security.
Zhuozhuo was forced to mute her microphone by Zhao Hongwei, and immediately came out from the other side. Her little head popped up like a flower suddenly growing out of a cloth bag, attracting everyone to look at her.
Zhuozhuo was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled brightly and said to the old woman in a baby voice, "Grandma, do you want to buy a skirt?"
Her eyes subconsciously scanned the clothes on the wooden board, looking for clothes that would suit the old woman.
The old woman said with a smile, "Yes, little boy, you followed your father to do business?"
"Yes." Zhuozhuo finished looking at the clothes on display. She also watched Zhao Hongwei as he bought the goods and listened to his conversation with the boss. She knew there was nothing old enough to wear among the clothes. So she looked up and said in a baby voice, "Grandma, there's nothing for you to wear. These are clothes worn by my sisters and aunts."
The old woman exclaimed, "Oh, little girl, you're so smart! I didn't buy this for myself, I bought it..." She leaned closer and whispered, "I want to buy it for my grandson's girlfriend. She's only 19, very quiet, and well-educated."
Zhuozhuo didn't quite understand what he said, but his eyes lit up and he grasped the key point, "You want to give it to someone."
Young women aged 19 are the target customers!
"Oh, yes."
Zhuozhuo grabbed a blue puff-sleeved top and tried to hand it to the old woman, "Grandma, this is beautiful, it looks like the sky!"
She rummaged through the pile of clothes again and found a pair of white bell-bottom pants. "Grandma, look, these two pieces of clothing are blue sky and white clouds. They look so beautiful."
The old woman took it in her hands and examined it. The bodice was made of Dacron, and the puff sleeves were double-layered tulle and lace, embroidered with many small flowers. It was very delicate and beautiful. The pants were made of a slippery, light fabric that fluttered in the wind like a flower.
It’s really beautiful.
But like the clothes people wear on TV, if you wear them in real life, not only will it be inconvenient to work with, you will have to wash them if they are splashed with water.
However, my grandson's girlfriend works at the Grain Bureau and doesn't work on weekdays. Besides, the people there are all capable and rich, so my grandson's wife has to dress beautifully to fit in with the group.
The old woman convinced herself, comparing the waist of the pants and the size of the top. She felt her granddaughter-in-law could wear them, and immediately decided to buy them. She asked the price, threw the clothes onto the stall, and, as usual, began to haggle with a sullen face. "This dress won't last long, and the yarn and the trouser legs are cumbersome. Boss, is this price acceptable?"
She made the number "six" and cut it in half.
Zhao Hongwei immediately shook his head. "That won't do, Auntie. This isn't even enough to cover the cost. I personally took a bus to other provinces to get these goods. I spent days and nights on the bus, not having a single hot meal and having to hold my poop and pee. I have to make this trip and earn my hard-earned money. How about this, Auntie? I'll give you one yuan off for two pieces of clothing."
"Why are you so stubborn when selling things? It's the same whether there's anything missing or not." The old woman turned over the clothes with disgust, "Look, there's still thread."
Zhao Hongwei took out a pair of scissors and cut off the thread. He smiled and said, "I came back with the goods and arrived at the county station at noon. I didn't even have a dime to make a phone call. It was my daughter who gave me the two cents she had saved."
Zhuozhuo stared at the two of them talking back and forth, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "Zhuozhuo, lend me ten cents to call Zhao Hongwei. Zhao Hongwei is broke, has no money for food, no money for a hotel, and has to sleep in the toilet."
The old woman was shocked, "Sleeping in the toilet?"
"Yes, Zhao Hongwei held Zhuozhuo while he slept." Zhuozhuo saw the old woman's look of pity and said almost instinctively, "It's all hard-earned money."
The old woman's bargaining heart softened instantly. Looking at Zhuozhuo's patched clothes, she said with emotion, "It's not easy for everyone. If you save a dollar, it's fine. You can use the extra money to buy the little girl some delicious food and some new clothes. She's so young, but she's been following you around everywhere. She's suffered so much."
Zhao Hongwei touched Zhuozhuo's little head and chuckled with a hint of solemnity, "Of course."
Before leaving, the old woman handed the clothes to Zhuozhuo and said, "Little boy, touch them a few more times to get some spiritual energy."
I hope my granddaughter-in-law can give birth to such a smart and beautiful child.
Zhuozhuo didn't understand what was going on, but he touched the clothes carefully. After that, he raised his little hands and showed them to the old woman, "Grandma, Zhuozhuo's hands are not dirty."
Zhao Hongwei didn't know when he became very particular about this. He would wash Zhuozhuo's hands before and after meals, and before and after playing. He washed his hands eight hundred times a day. Maybe he heard some terrible rumors about bacteria and parasites on the bus.
The old woman laughed and said, "Well, little kid, you have the cleanest hands I've ever seen."
She took the clothes and left happily.
Seeing this, the others gathered around and started choosing even more enthusiastically, constantly asking prices and bargaining. Zhao Hongwei and Ma Xia were so busy that they couldn't even keep their mouths shut. Someone even teased Zhuo Zhuo, "Zhuo Zhuo, can you help me see which one I can wear?"
The young woman smiled and said that she had heard what had just been said and knew Zhuozhuo's name.
Her burning eyes were glued to the bag containing Zhao Hongwei's money, and she was eager to take out the money given by the old woman. When she heard someone calling her, she immediately looked up.
The woman in front of him was a little fat and had dark skin, but she was tall and looked healthy and strong. However, she was wearing loose coarse clothes, so it was difficult to see her specific figure.
Zhuozhuo said childishly, "Auntie, please move a little so that Zhuozhuo can take a look at you. Only then can I pick out clothes for you."
The young woman didn't expect Zhuozhuo to say that. It sounded strangely professional. She wasn't one to shy away, so she raised her arms, twisted her body, and even turned around confidently. "Do you see it?"
"Watch carefully."
Zhuozhuo buried her head in the pile of clothes and grabbed a red dress and handed it to someone.
The young woman took it, looked at it, and laughed, "Zhuozhuo, this dress is too small, I can't wear it." She stretched out her arms to gesture, and her arms were as thick as the waist of the skirt.
"You can wear it." Zhuozhuo stood on tiptoe, grabbed the skirt and pulled it to both sides. "This dress can become very big, and it can be worn by anyone."
The young woman also grabbed the fabric and pulled it, easily pulling it to a meter wide. It was obviously not as wide as it could be, and it was not at all transparent. She was amazed and touched it again and again with some love. She imagined how it would look on her body and immediately asked, "How much is this?"
Zhao Hongwei quoted a price.
The young woman actually paid without bargaining. Zhuozhuo said, "Auntie, if you buy two, it's one dollar less. You can buy one more."
Such a quick response made Zhao Hongwei happy and 9972 sad.
"I'm not a little girl, why should I buy so many clothes? This one is enough."
"It's useful!" Zhuozhuo tugged at Zhao Hongwei's arm and said anxiously, "Where's the scarf? The scarf?"
"Here are the scarves." Zhao Hongwei unpacked his large bag and pulled out seven or eight scarves to set out. It was their first time setting up a stall, and they wanted to play it safe and test the waters, so they hadn't put everything out. They hadn't expected Zhuozhuo to think of actively promoting them. There were two types of scarves: handkerchief-sized and tablecloth-sized. Zhao Hongwei quoted a price for each, which immediately drew gasps of amazement.
“So expensive!”
The young woman just glanced at it without any intention of buying it.
Zhuozhuo didn't notice and handed a large white silk scarf to the young woman, saying sweetly, "Auntie, your skirt has no sleeves and it's windy and your arms feel cold. Cover yourself with this silk scarf and you won't feel cold."
The young woman laughed, "Zhuozhuo, how come you are so good at talking?"
She took the scarf and draped it over her body, only then did she realize that it had many dark patterns on it. When the sun shone on it and the wind blew, it shimmered like the surface of water. It was very gorgeous, like the clothes worn by gods in TV dramas. Moreover, the fabric was very good and seemed to be very durable, and it would last for many years.
On top of that, she literally had nothing at home that matched the red dress.
Crazy with excitement, the young woman gritted her teeth and said, "I'll buy it!"
Zhuozhuo smiled like a flower, her voice soft and sweet, "Okay, give auntie one dollar less, Zhao Hongwei!"
"I'm here, I'm Zhuozhuo's accountant. I'm here to collect money and give change to Zhuozhuo." Zhao Hongwei joked, feeling very shocked. Zhuozhuo made two deals after asking for it twice, with a success rate of 100%. He was born to be rich, a little god of wealth on earth.
Worried that Zhuozhuo was tired, Zhao Hongwei took the time to feed her some water and took out the only piece of dried meat for her to chew on to grind her teeth.
Zhuozhuo felt that chewing the dried meat would distract her from her conversation, so she stuffed some into Zhao Hongwei's mouth. She smiled and continued the middle-aged woman's question, "Auntie, do you want to wear it yourself, or buy it for the child?"
He seems to have evolved into a mature small businessman.
The stall was bustling with activity. Word spread quickly, and more and more people gathered. Some bought, some didn't, but overall, the trial was a success. After most of the interested buyers had made their purchases, the stall gradually quieted down. Zhao Hongwei and Ma Xia were about to pack up and move to another location when they heard a few exclamations and instinctively looked over.
A beautiful lady with a curvy figure and red lips slowly walked towards the alley entrance. She was wearing a tight red skirt and a large white shawl, and she approached like a queen.
Everyone in the alley was stunned. Someone exclaimed, "Oh my god, the big star on TV has come out."
Someone recognized the identity of the person who came, "It's Weiguo's wife!"
The man laughed, "It's me!"
Suddenly it became bright and beautiful.
The people in the alley immediately gathered around, "Why are you dressed like this? I can hardly recognize you!"
"Your skirt and scarf are the two you just bought. How come they look so good on you?"
The young woman smiled proudly, "I even used red paper to make my lips red. Doesn't it look good?"
"It's so beautiful, my eyes are wide open!"
Everyone's eyes fell on the stall, and they gathered around it as if they had spotted a hot commodity. "Boss, do you have any more like this? I want one too!"
The young woman also squeezed in, looking at Zhuozhuo with shining eyes, "Zhuozhuo, can you see what other clothes are suitable for me?"
Zhuozhuo, who was a little sleepy, immediately perked up and picked up a small red silk scarf. "Auntie, this!"
The young woman tied it around her neck on the spot and showed it to everyone, "How is it?"
It received unanimous praise, "It looks great!"
Wearing a large shawl, she looked like a queen or a noble lady, and with a small silk scarf tied around her neck, she looked like a passionate and hot career woman. The simple people, witnessing the saying “clothes make the man” for the first time, were eager to buy themselves ten or eight sets of clothes immediately.
The stall was once again surrounded by people. This time, everyone's desire to buy was very strong, creating an atmosphere of looting. Not only did they clear out the goods on display, but they also cleared out one-third of the goods in the big bags.
Zhao Hongwei and Ma Xia were so tired that their backs ached and their throats were burning. Zhuozhuo, who was frequently asked for advice on outfits because his aesthetic taste was recognized, had already fallen asleep from exhaustion and curled up in a ball in his cloth bag.
Zhao Hongwei realized that this sleeping position was uncomfortable, so he carried Zhuozhuo out and urged Ma Xia to pack up and ride his bike away. Their business was so good today that Zhao Hongwei was worried about being targeted. He was so hungry that he didn't dare to eat in the city. He took a shortcut to Ma Xia's house before dark.
As soon as they got home, they each filled a bucket of cold water, then locked the door and started counting money without even having time to eat.
The more he counted, the more excited he became. Ma Xia felt dizzy and dizzy from lack of oxygen to his brain. He simply squatted on the ground and watched Zhao Hongwei count, whispering repeatedly, "You've made a fortune, Brother Hongwei, you've made a fortune."
He took out banknotes and coins of various denominations from his wallet and piled them up on the table into a small mountain. It seemed like he could never count them all.
Zhao Hongwei's hands were shaking with excitement, but he pretended to be calm and said, "This is nothing. We will make more money in the future."
"Yes, Brother Hongwei, you're smart. I'll make a lot of money following you!" Ma Xia saw Zhao Hongwei handing out a pile of money and thought it was for him. He immediately shook his head and waved his hands, backing away. "Brother Hongwei, I..."
"This is Zhuozhuo's. We were able to sell so much today, thanks to her." Zhao Hongwei counted out all the money Zhuozhuo had earned from the clothes she had sold, recording it on a piece of paper with charcoal. Zhuozhuo was still young and couldn't give her so much money, but he kept track of every penny for her and would give it all to her when she grew up.
Ma Xia wasn't embarrassed either, and said with emotion, "Zhaozhuo is amazing! He's the most amazing kid I've ever seen, even more amazing than the child prodigies on TV."
"Yeah." Zhao Hongwei's brows relaxed, his expression proud. After a moment's thought, he counted out another stack of money and placed it on Zhuozhuo's pile. "This is a bonus for Zhuozhuo. Half of today's sales were driven by her."
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