Shu Wan pointed to the sign next to her, which read: "Ten dollars a piece, no bargaining."
"Madam boss, you are not doing business honestly! Others sell the same style as yours for only five dollars each, but you charge twice as much. You treat us like pigs to be slaughtered."
Shu Wan frowned and said, "I designed this sweater myself, stroke by stroke."
"I just bought one there. If you don't believe me, look. That person lives across the street from you. Do you think I can get a bargain?" As he said this, the man took out the clothes he had just bought.
Shu Wan's eyes narrowed, and she couldn't help but ask, "Can I take a closer look?"
The man agreed readily.
Shu Wan looked at the sweater in her hand. The appearance, style and pattern were very similar to the ones she sold. If she had to say there were any differences, it was probably because she was not skilled enough or had not enough patience, and the details were handled very roughly.
As for the materials, Shu Wan rubbed the fabric on her fingertips and found it very poor. Neither the workmanship nor the materials were comparable to what she sold.
"I didn't lie to you, right? They are exactly the same." said the man.
Shu Wan smiled and returned the clothes to the other party. "Although the style and appearance are similar, the details of the clothes and the materials used cannot be compared with my house."
"What's the difference? As long as it can be worn, it's fine." The man muttered.
"There's a huge difference," Shu Wan pointed at the sweater and explained calmly, "The sweater in your hand has threads all over it. If you pull it by mistake, the sweater will probably fall apart. Also, the thread density is not high enough, and the hollow part is too large, so it can't keep you warm at all."
The man was stunned, "Is it that bad?"
"You'll know if you look at mine." Shu Wan took out a sweater and showed it to the other person. As soon as she put the sweater in her hand, she could feel the difference in the soft touch.
Moreover, she had been holding the sweater she bought before in her hand for a while, but it had not yet warmed up. As soon as Shu Wan put her sweater in her hand, she felt the warmth gathering and the heat no longer dissipated.
The man looked at it again and again, and finally put down the sweater in frustration, "I should have known not to buy hers."
The auntie who happened to have heard the conversation pushed the man aside and immediately picked two pieces. "If she doesn't want it, I will. Give me two pieces."
"Fortunately, I thought about comparing prices from different stores and didn't rush to buy it." After getting the clothes, the aunt said happily.
Passersby came over, looked at the price and backed off. One person couldn't help but say to the auntie, "Auntie, you're at a disadvantage! Other places only charge five yuan, but here they charge ten yuan, which is twice as expensive!"
Aunties are a group of people who are very careful with their money. They can't stand others saying that they are being cheated. They will immediately refute, "You don't understand. Cheap goods are not good. If you touch the five-dollar ones, the material is so rough. They don't keep you warm at all!"
"We are not that expensive. It's good enough if we have something to wear."
"Ten dollars is still too expensive."
Everyone started talking at once, and suddenly a scream was heard from the street.
This was the voice of a young woman. She stood in the middle of the street, covering her clothes, and from a distance, you could vaguely see her white skin.
For a moment, everyone was stunned by the accident.
What happened?
Someone immediately went to find out what happened, and when he came back he had a complicated look on his face.
"The bicycle got caught on her clothes and she didn't notice it. The clothes fell apart as she pulled them."
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