Chapter 23 It’s very heavy, okay?



Liu Jing still didn't say anything. She sold clothes, not calligraphy, so her handwriting was naturally good. Life was not easy in ancient times, without ballpoint pens and fountain pens. Her handwriting was the result of practicing day by day.

Chen Xiaoying turned up the labels on the sleeves one by one. These labels were sewn with a stitch, so they would not fall off or move away, and of course would not have any effect on the clothes.

Maybe it's because Liu Liang likes to keep things simple, so the prices of the clothes this time all start from one hundred, one hundred and twenty, one hundred and fifty, and the most expensive one is two hundred. The reason it's expensive is that she altered this dress the most and spent the most time on it. It's a coat, and the piping on the coat was manually pressed to make the clothes look more high-end. She stayed up most of the night to finish this dress. If it can't be sold, she won't sell it. She will take it back and give it to her mother to wear.

In fact, if she was not really short of money, she might not have sold this dress, because the color of the dress is a little plain, which is just suitable for Zhou Lanping's age and profession. It is generous, elegant, and at the same time not ostentatious.

There were more than twenty sets of clothes hanging on the rope, with prices ranging from one hundred to two hundred.

Chen Xiaoying did the math and found that these twenty-plus sets totaled more than 3,600 yuan. This was indeed not a small number. Considering that the average worker now earns only 400 to 500 yuan a month, more than 3,000 yuan was equivalent to what they earned in a year, and that was even without food or drink.

"Three thousand five, sister wants them all."

Chen Xiaoying sighed. Liu Liang's silence made her feel uneasy. If she had been a talkative person from the beginning, she would still have the confidence to lower the price a little more.

But since Liu Liang first bought clothes, the price has never been lower, not higher, and it has never increased. It's just this much.

That's why she gave this price, just hoping to keep it down by a hundred.

The price she mentioned was actually far higher than Liu Liang's bottom line. Liu Liang's bottom line for these clothes was three thousand yuan. Chen Xiaoying only returned one hundred yuan, which was beyond Liu Liang's expectation.

It can only be said that Chen Xiaoying likes these clothes too much, and is also afraid that Liu Liang will not sell them.

After all, selling or not selling is just a matter of one horizontal line and one vertical line, but for Chen Xiaoying, it makes a huge difference.

That is what I love most and what I think about most.

Liu Liang did not agree immediately. She knew that if she agreed too quickly, Chen Xiaoying would not feel comfortable even if she was rich. This is human nature, and Liu Liang knows this nature because she is the same person.

People are prone to desires, and she also has desires. She is not that noble, and she also needs to eat and go to the toilet.

The two of them were speechless. Finally, when Liu Jing nodded slightly, Chen Xiaoying finally let out a sigh of relief. She really felt that this little girl Liu Jing was too difficult to please.

What she fears most is the kind of person who keeps silent for a long time, because you can't figure out her thoughts at all, and she won't give you a chance.

So this kind of person is the most troublesome and the hardest to approach, and of course it is even more difficult to impress her.

But finally, the price was agreed upon.

"Help me put it together."

Chen Xiaoying waved her hand and the deal was done. She took out her wallet from her body. This time the wallet was full of money, and it definitely contained three or four thousand yuan.

Liu Liang turned around and put away her clothes without saying a word. Just as she was about to put the clothes into the snakeskin bag, a young woman ran over panting.

Why are you closing the stall now? Aren’t you selling anything anymore?

The woman finally ran to the place, patted her chest, and was secretly glad in her heart that she came early today, otherwise she would have missed it.

Last time, she didn't buy clothes and was depressed for several days. Even her dreams at night were about clothes. She, who never had insomnia, didn't sleep well for several nights in a row.

If she doesn't buy it again, she will become nervous.

As the woman looked at these sets of clothes, her eyes became brighter and brighter. The ones brought today were even more beautiful than the ones brought last time. She liked several sets at first sight, but she didn't know whether they were expensive.

If it wasn't too expensive, she would buy a few more sets. It's time to buy. If she doesn't, she will definitely regret it.

I'm just afraid that the clothes are too expensive and I'm short of money.

She brought more than 500 yuan with her today. At the very least, she could buy three sets of clothes. As she thought about it, her hand was about to touch the clothes.

Before her hand even touched the clothes, another hand came out of nowhere, grabbed them, and took them away.

"My clothes!"

The woman screamed, "Where did these robbers come from in broad daylight?"

"What do you mean, your clothes?" Chen Xiaoying smiled proudly. "These are my clothes. I paid for them. If you don't believe me, ask her."

Chen Xiaoying extended her hand and pointed at Liu Liang, "The money and goods are settled."

Liu Liang touched the more than 3,000 yuan in her cloth bag and nodded.

Yes, the money has been paid, and now the money is in her hands. If she wants to take it back, it's impossible.

The woman's face slumped, tears streaming down her face. "You can't have so much, right? Can't you leave one for me?"

"cannot."

Chen Xiaoying loves buying clothes. These twenty or so sets of clothes are not enough for her to wear. She hasn't seen many clothes she likes in the shopping malls outside. But she is particularly fond of Liu Jing's clothes. She has changed several sets of clothes in the past few days. Everyone who sees her praises her. A lot of people wanted her clothes, but she didn't give them to them.

If she gave up one set, she would have one less set, and if she gave up one set, she would be less beautiful.

But I also need clothes to wear.

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, just like a puppy, and that little expression made people feel guilty.

But no matter how much she cried, Chen Xiaoying showed no sympathy and just refused to let her go.

Just at this moment, a man came over. Chen Xiaoying was directing the man to lift the sack. The man carried it for a long time before he could barely lift it onto his shoulder. Chen Xiaoying curled her lips.

"A grown man is not even as good as a little girl. He is so light and has a painful expression on his face."

man"……"

Big sister, is this light? She tried to carry it.

Chen Xiaoying walked away with a swagger. She didn't dare to stay any longer, otherwise, someone might snatch her clothes again.

After Chen Xiaoying left, the woman looked at Liu Liang with longing eyes and complained.

"Little sister, didn't we agree that I would come over to buy it when the time comes? How come you are sold out?"

Liu Liang didn't say anything. She turned around and picked up a bag from the ground. Then she opened the bag. Inside was a light pink dress with an off-white cardigan on top.

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