Chapter 441: The Price of Conceit



Chapter 441: The Price of Conceit

After breakfast, Dai Qing returned home, took a book and sat under the grape trellis to read for a while. She wondered in her mind whether she should find another stall on the overpass.

I'm used to sitting in a stall in the capital, and suddenly I have some free time, and I always feel like something is missing.

Just when Dai Qing was thinking about whether to ride a bike to find a place first, Juanzi came running over excitedly.

"Xiaoqing, I'm taking a day off today, shall we go shopping together? It's been autumn for a while now, and I haven't bought any new clothes yet. I opened the closet, but there's nothing I like."

Even so, her mother still accused her of being pretentious, saying that other girls only buy one piece of clothing every two or three years, but she already has a whole closet full of them, and yet she is still not satisfied.

After listening to Juanzi's suggestion, Dai Qing thought about it and nodded directly.

"Okay, I was just thinking of going out for a walk, and you came at the right time."

The two reached an agreement, and Dai Qing took her on her bike to the clothing market.

After entering the 1990s, the Hong Kong style became stronger and stronger, and the clothing styles became more and more novel, especially attracting those fashionable girls.

Dai Qing is not very interested in these clothing styles. Perhaps because of her profession, she now particularly likes Chinese clothing.

The things that our ancestors have left behind over the years are all fine products, from the styles to the fabrics, including the craftsmanship, they are all irresistible.

After a round of shopping, Juanzi chose a beige suit. The skirt is long and reaches the ankles. It is made of a brushed material and is most suitable for spring and autumn.

Although she felt a little bit distressed by the price, Juanzi hesitated for a long time, but finally gritted her teeth and bought it.

Juanzi walked out of the store holding the clothes, feeling a little depressed.

"If my mother knew that I bought clothes on impulse again, she would definitely scold me again."

The main reason was that as soon as she entered the store, she was attracted by the clothes and couldn't give it up.

Looking at Juanzi's sad eyes, Dai Qing couldn't help laughing.

"If you want to be beautiful, you must have a strong heart. Aunt Zhang will just nag you a few times, she won't really beat you up."

"Of course I know this. My mother always makes a lot of noise but does little. But our family has been in a tight spot recently. My mother wants to save money so that she can apply for a house for my brother in the future. It's not good for me to be so extravagant."

"We've already bought it, so stop blaming yourself. How about we just withdraw now?"

Hearing Dai Qing's suggestion, Juanzi immediately shook her head and held the bag tightly in her arms.

"No, this is the outfit I am most satisfied with this year, I will never give it up."

"That's it, isn't it? My willingness is priceless, so it's okay for Aunt Zhang to scold you."

Dai Qing looked at her droopy face and laughed at her unkindly.

This girl has a good personality and is lively. She was raised under the protection of Aunt Zhang and has no ulterior motives. Her only hobby is to be vain. From a hairpin to a pair of shoes, she carefully selects them all.

As they were talking, the two of them walked to Mo Ran Yi Fang. Dai Qing stopped and looked through the glass wall at a modified cheongsam hanging in the window.

She remembered this store; she had bought a set of Chinese-style clothes here before.

Juanzi followed her gaze, patted her arm, and moved closer to her to remind her.

"Are you attracted to their styles? Although the clothes here are unique, I always feel that the owner doesn't look like a good person. I feel scared when I see him."

Hearing Juanzi's tone, Dai Qing couldn't help but laugh.

"That boss is pretty good. His appearance is given by his parents and cannot be changed. But he doesn't rely on his looks to make a living, so what is he afraid of?"

As long as you have good skills and produce good products, you will have no worries about having customers.

She remembered that the shop owner's surname was Cao, and he even gave her a business card.

Now that she was this far, she really wanted to customize two sets of autumn and winter clothes for herself.

When the door was opened, the wind chimes rang. Cao Liang, who was sitting behind the counter, raised his head. The moment he saw Dai Qing, his eyes lit up and he walked around the counter.

"Ms. Dai, welcome."

"Do you know me?" Dai Qing was surprised. So many people come in and out of the store every day, but the boss can recognize her at a glance. Does he have a photographic memory?

"My shop mainly sells handicrafts and Chinese clothing. Young people generally don't like them, but there are very few young girls like Miss Dai, so naturally they leave a deep impression."

Seeing Dai Qing's curiosity, Cao Liang explained and then pointed to the next cubicle.

"There are new autumn and winter styles in the compartment. Miss Dai, you can take a look at them. If you like something, you can try it out. If you don't like it, I still have a catalog here and can customize it, but you will need to wait a little while."

Dai Qing nodded and walked in with Juanzi. The compartment was a clothing showroom. Several sets of autumn and winter clothes were hung on the wooden racks by the wall.

One of them was a light blue, double-breasted plain silk dress with a silk lining and a plum blossom button. She fell in love with it at first sight.

The other set is a light purple satin slanting collar with quilting, suitable for early winter.

The other styles are darker in color and not suitable for her age.

Dai Qing tried it on and found the light blue satin fitted her well. The quilted cotton shirt was a little big, but she liked the style and color, so she ordered a set from the boss and came to pick it up half a month later.

"Okay, this brocade set also comes with a cloak, which is a little darker in color. It's perfect for the winter. Would you like to order it together?"

Cao Liang said this and turned the atlas to the page about the tent and showed it to her.

It's a medium-sized style with pure white rabbit fur curled edges and twill brocade, and it looks really good.

Dai Qing asked about the price and decided on it since it was within her acceptable range.

When the two of them walked out of the store carrying their bags, Juanzi looked up at Dai Qing.

"You are really generous. It's so expensive, almost two thousand dollars, and you didn't even blink an eye?"

Oh my God, what kind of world is this? She has to go without food and water for a year.

"I can feed my whole family by myself, and if I make money, I will definitely spend it on myself."

Dai Qing chuckled. One should always live a refined life. Besides, brocade fabrics are not cheap nowadays.

Dai Qing bought two bottles of soda, drank them and went home.

After entering the yard, Juanzi lay on the recliner holding her new clothes, "Ah... I am a little afraid to go home, what should I do?"

Dai Qing parked the car and poured her a cup of chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea. "The longer you delay, the more torture it will cause. I suggest you turn yourself in to Aunt Zhang as soon as possible and ask for leniency."

Seeing her wailing while holding her clothes, Dai Qing couldn't help but want to laugh.

"You're right. It doesn't matter whether I stick my head out or not. I'm leaving." Juanzi drank a glass of water and left sadly.

Dai Qing walked her to the door and watched her go home looking back every few steps. She smiled and was about to close the door when Du Aiqin came over and poked her head to look into the yard.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, I haven't seen you for a while. The grape season is over. None of our neighbors got to eat grapes this year. You can't finish all the grapes from such a big tree by yourself."

Dai Qing frowned at Du Aiqin's tone, "All the grapes this year are rotten, so we threw them away."


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