Liu Shumei, holding the new clothes and sanitary napkins, returned to her family's store in a daze. Because her brain had not yet reacted, she did not even take a detour.

Her husband, Sun Youzhong, looked at the things in her hands and said with satisfaction, "You are smart. You bought two and brought them back. I will go to the provincial capital tomorrow and ask around to see if there are any similar styles."

Although his wife likes to be picky, she is better at work than he is. It is difficult to find the same clothes in the store opposite just by looking at the description. The division of labor in their family is very clear. His wife is responsible for looking after the store, and he goes out to buy goods.

With the sample, even if he can't buy an exact one, can't he buy a similar one?

Sun Youzhong reached out to take the clothes from his wife's arms, muttering: "I see that big glass window across the street, why don't we do that? It's not difficult to modify the window, and when it's done, we can put a shelf behind the window to attract some people... Hey, let go..."

Liu Shumei held the clothes in her hands, her mind full of roaring.

This is impossible! She sells clothes, and what she is best at is convincing customers to buy clothes with just her mouth. How could she be so easily persuaded?

Even so, the clothes in her hands were not fake, and even when her man wanted to take them away, Liu Shumei was still a little reluctant...

I remembered that I was in a store just now. The bright light was shining on the mirror. The mirror was more than one person tall. With the light, no matter who looked in the mirror, they would feel that they were much more beautiful for no reason. And the atmosphere in that store, there were no men, a group of lesbians, and they could chat with each other when trying on clothes. There was also a dark and thin salesperson who was pulled by different young women to ask what the thing called sanitary napkin was...

Liu Shumei: ...It’s not my fault, it’s all the other party’s fault.

Which woman can withstand such an attack?

Liu Shumei held her breath and stuffed the clothes to the man. She didn't realize it until she went there once, but she found out that their store was just not comparable to others.

Although the shops on this street make a lot of money, especially during the peak season, every shop makes more than a thousand a month, but who can afford such expensive decoration!

The lights inside, five or six of them combined, would cost several times more a month. And the clothes racks, with their unique designs and made of good wood, would cost thousands to make. And the big windows, the "fitting room" with its dark patterned curtains...

Liu Shumei suddenly felt a sense of crisis. This was not something that could be imitated! Not to mention that the owner of that shop was a pretty young woman with a very sharp tongue!

"...Don't wait until tomorrow, leave today. Not only go to the provincial capital, but also go to Nanshui Town in the next province."

Nanshui Town is an unspoken purchasing place on this street. This town is located at the junction of the neighboring province and this province. The unique geographical location also leads to a relaxed business environment here. Many people started to do business in a big way after the reform and opening up.

A few clothing vendors who had been to the south returned to Nanshui Town two years ago, saying that the southern clothes were just styles, and the cost of traveling so far was too high. So they took the southern clothes to Nanshui Town to copy them. They used some low-end fabrics to imitate them, but they didn't expect that the goods they produced were actually quite good, and they became famous in several surrounding provinces. Until now, Nanshui Town has formed several large-scale processing workshops.

Half of the goods on this street come from the provincial capital, and the other half come from Nanshui Town. The clothing styles brought back can usually lead the fashion of the entire Y city.

There are only occasional exceptions, such as the berets a while ago. There was no news from the provincial capital and Nanshui Town, but a group of young women in Y City suddenly wore round felt hats, and some young women came to the store to ask. In the end, the shop owners on this street couldn't help it and sent the hats to Nanshui Town to have a batch of imitations. I heard that the hats were sold at a night market stall in the oil field, and they said they were from the south. After the shop owners bought the counterfeit berets, they also said that theirs were from the south.

Anyway, not many people have been out of the house these days, especially young women. The outside world is chaotic, and those who have stable jobs are those who have lived in the local area for decades. When there is nothing to do, everyone lives in the local area. If they occasionally go to the provincial capital, they are considered to have seen the world.

Liu Shumei felt uneasy, always thinking that the berets sold before the New Year were problematic. In fact, when they first opened the store, they also went to the south to buy goods. However, because the journey was too long, it was inconvenient to buy goods, and shipping was even more troublesome. Later, they only shipped goods from the provincial capital and Nanshui Town. They still made a lot of money, and they didn't have to worry about anything going wrong on the road.

Now there is one more store like this on the street. Not only them, but all the stores on the entire street have to follow suit and eat the leftovers.

Liu Shumei impatiently rushed the man to buy a ticket and gave the two sets of clothes to him to take with him. They agreed that if such styles were not available in the provincial capital and Nanshui Town, they should immediately place an order in Nanshui Town, disassemble the clothes, copy the patterns and make hundreds of them.

Time waits for no one. It is March now and spring clothes can only be sold for two months. If they cannot keep up with others by then, how much can they earn this season?

There were many shops that had the same idea as Liu Shumei. Those who were quick started booking tickets that day, while those who were slow were ready to go a few days later.

Anyway, Y City is such a big market, and Qingyue is just a shop of more than 50 square meters. The prices are there. Their shops on the same street can always attract people if they sell a little cheaper.

Three days after opening, Qian Qing was beaming with joy as she calculated her income.

The Qingyue brand has now become well-known among these young women with a certain level of financial ability. On the second and third days, many people came saying that they were introduced by friends or colleagues.

And the iconic large windows of Qingyue, the heavy printed dressing room curtains, and the large mirror that is almost as tall as a person reaching the ceiling...

All these together are Qingyue’s signature.

After the busy first three days, the business entered a relatively stable development period. Qian Qing no longer gave away sanitary napkins. It was almost three days since the opening, and she still had several hundred packs of sanitary napkins left. She had to keep them and see how many return customers she could get.

Qian's mother and Qian Yu had both left, leaving only Qian Qing and Xu Ahua in the store.

In the past few days, Qian Qing couldn't be more satisfied with Xu Ahua, almost even more satisfied than Ding Jie.

Xu Ahua is perceptive, good at speaking, and most importantly, she understands things very quickly. She doesn't need Qian Qing to teach her word by word. She just needs to watch Qian Qing attract customers and learn from her.

"Ahua, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

This shop is good in every way except that there is no place to cook. Xu Ahhua lives here and usually buys food there.

Qian Qing was satisfied with Xu Ahua and offered her a monthly salary of fifty yuan. Her expenses were all covered when she was on a business trip, and her accommodation was provided but not food.

But despite this, recently all the breakfasts were brought by her from the oil field, and the two of them usually had lunch together outside. Only dinner was eaten by Xu Ahua alone.

This made Xu Ahua feel very embarrassed, and she felt that she was taking too much advantage.

"Anything."

The boss is so nice to her, why would she be picky?

"Then let's have fried vermicelli for lunch. I see there's a new stall selling it on the corner."

"OK!"

Qian Qing dug out two lunch boxes from under the cashier's counter and came back a short while later. The two lunch boxes were full of shiny, salty fried vermicelli sprinkled with chopped green onions.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the store at the moment, Qian Qing stuffed a pair of chopsticks into Xu Ahua's hand and opened Qian's mother's chili sauce. They each scooped a spoonful and poured it on the vermicelli. After mixing them evenly, the aroma and taste of the chili sauce spread, and the fragrance rolled up in people's throats. They wanted to pick up the bowl and eat to their heart's content.

Qian Qing and Xu Ahua both carried their rice bowls to eat under the window sill at the back of the house. Qian Qing was very strict about some things, such as not eating around clothes to avoid the smell. So in the past few days, the two of them carried their bowls to eat inside with the window open.

While eating, Xu Ahua stared at the door. From this place she could see the main entrance. If any guests came, she would put down her bowl and go to greet them.

Qian Qing advised her: "Eat well. There is a bell installed at the door. It will ring when someone comes in."

"bite……"

Sure enough, someone came. Xu Ahhua put down her bowl and was about to go out. Qian Qing patted her and said, "I'll go. You eat first."

The person who came was a regular customer. He smiled and greeted Qian Qing: "Is it a bad time for me to come? Are you having dinner?"

Qian Qing: "Where is it? I just opened my lunch box and you came just in time."

The other person was the owner of a nearby watch shop, her surname was Lu. Since her business did not conflict with Qian Qing's, she would come over to look at clothes when she had free time. She would also chat with her when Qian Qing was not busy.

Sister Lu lowered her voice and said, "Well... do you still have sanitary napkins in your store? Give me a few packs."

Qian Qing nodded: "Yes."

But didn't she buy a bag of clothes a few days ago? How could she use it up so quickly?

Sister Lu's voice became even lower: "My daughter..."

Oh, I see. The girl was embarrassed to come, so she asked her mother to buy it.

“Are two packs enough?”

"That's enough. Here, two dollars, right?"

"right."

Qian Qing took the money, and Sister Lu took a piece of cloth to wrap the bag and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he saw the chili sauce on the counter that Qian Qing had just forgotten to put away, and said with a smile, "You want to eat this chili sauce too?"

Qian Qing followed Sister Lu's gaze and saw that it was the chili sauce made by Qian's mother. She smiled and replied, "Yes, Sister Lu, you know about it too?"

Sister Lu: "I have a relative who lives in the oil field. He gave me some twice before and my daughter said it was delicious. Later, I was too embarrassed to ask my relative for more, so I went to the night market stall in the oil field to buy it myself. The taste of the bottle I bought back was not the same as before. I think your bottle looks strangely like the one my relative gave me. I wonder where you bought it?"

Qian Qing found it strange. The quality of Qian's mother's chili sauce has always been very stable. How could the taste be different in different batches?

She handed the chili sauce to Sister Lu: "Please open the lid and smell it to see if it tastes right?"

Sister Lu didn't shy away and opened the lid: "This is the smell! It's the same as the one my relatives gave me!"

"The ones I bought later didn't have this scent. Even though they looked similar, they just didn't have this scent!"