Chapter 122 Renovation of Bai Family Courtyard U8cu (jhssd)
"Take this sweater and try it on. After get off work, come and help us model. If you'd like, you can also sell clothes. You'll get a commission on every sale. Are you willing to..."
Before Qin Qing finished speaking, Liu Rou nodded vigorously, "Yes! I do! Whether it's being a model or selling clothes, I'm willing to do it."
Liu Rou didn't mind at all the hard work of working two jobs. As long as she could earn more money, she would be willing to work any hardship.
"Okay, it's settled then. The money for the sweater will be deducted from your wages. It'll be considered an advance."
"Thank you so much, boss!"
"Just call me Qin Qing."
"Sister Qing, tomorrow I will definitely try to get more TV cameras to film your clothes!"
Liu Rou is not stupid either. Qin Qing spent so much money to let them wear her clothes. She must want to use the TV station to let more people see her clothes.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"But Sister Qing, if...someone really wants to buy it, they won't be able to find you."
Qin Qing had anticipated Chen Guo's doubts. Their biggest problem right now was that they didn't have their own storefront. She had to find a way to rent a storefront in Shancheng.
"I'm the only one in the whole city who has this dress. The most important thing is to get them to accept this style of clothing, and then I'll be able to sell it naturally."
"Okay, Sister Qing, let's go back first."
Chen Guo, Liu Rou and Xiao Tian all happily left with their clothes.
"Sister Qing, is it really useful to rely on the TV station?"
Bai Mifan was confused. These were all real money they had invested. If it didn't work, wouldn't they be losing money?
"Whether it works or not, we'll know by the final results."
Qin Qing was not absolutely sure in her heart. After all, television advertisements were not as popular in this era as they were in later generations. She was just trying it out.
"Sister Qing, what should I do with this coat?"
Lei Zi looked at the coat on the hanger. This was designed by Sister Qing herself. Even people in Guangzhou liked it and were willing to spend 100 yuan to buy it. But why did no one buy it even at 35 yuan in the mountain city?
"Don't worry, these clothes won't be sold out in a day or two, so there's no need to rush. Heh..."
Qin Qing yawned. Fang Zhiwei looked at her tired face and red eyes, thinking that she had been running back and forth between Shancheng and Guangzhou in the past two days and had no time to rest properly.
Seeing Qin Qing about to take clothes out of her pocket and continue selling them, Fang Zhiwei suddenly reached out to stop her.
"What's wrong?" Qin Qing looked at Fang Zhiwei strangely.
"You said it before, these clothes won't be sold out in a day or two. Today's sales are pretty good already, so let's stop here for now. Let's go home."
Fang Zhiwei said the word "go home" very lightly, and Qin Qing felt warm in her heart.
She turned her head and saw that both Lei Zi and Bai Mifan had tired looks on their faces. At least she still had some sleep, but Lei Zi had hardly slept for two nights. One night he stared at the man in the hat, and the other night he stared at the goods.
"That's right, then we won't sell it! Let's go get a good meal first, then go to Baifanmi's house and give it a good repair. Otherwise, I really don't feel comfortable leaving these things at his house!"
Qin Qing waved her hand, and Bai Mifen and Lei Zi listened to her. When she said to close the stall, the two of them immediately did the same.
"Let's go to the Shancheng Hotel and have a good meal!"
"No need, Sister Qing, let's go to the snack street on Wutong Road. The food there is just as good as the Shancheng Hotel!"
Bai Mifen really wants to save money, and selling clothes is to make money, but the back and forth hassle, and you also have to serve picky customers, which is not an easy task.
He really didn't want to spend the money he had worked so hard to earn at the Shancheng Hotel.
"Yes, Sister Qing, we have to go back to the village after we finish eating and start working."
Lei Zi immediately agreed. Qin Qing glanced at Fang Zhiwei, who said, "The Chongqing noodles we had last time were good."
Since the three of them had the same attitude, Qin Qing could not continue to act on her own. The four of them rushed back to Wutong Road together. However, Qin Qing did not really eat Chongqing noodles. Instead, she took the four of them to have a hot pot. The hot pot base was spicy and fragrant, mixed with butter, and the red soup was boiling.
Qin Qing was also willing to spend money, ordering beef, tripe, pig throat, and thousand-layer tripe, all kinds of meat dishes. The red marks on her face had almost completely disappeared, and Fang Zhiwei no longer stopped her from eating spicy food. The four of them sweated profusely after eating this meal, which was called a very satisfying experience.
"This is the authentic mountain city flavor. After a trip to the province, I have to eat hot pot when I come back to satisfy my hunger!"
I wiped the sweat off with the white rice and ate until my stomach was full, feeling extremely satisfied.
Lei Zi ate a lot of meat and burped loudly. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Sister, I'll help Brother Bai repair the house later. Let me do any heavy work. I have endless energy now!"
"Let's go, get to work!"
After dinner, the four of them rushed to the Bai family's house. Bai Mifan and Fang Zhiwei went to the market to buy brand new doors and windows. Lei Zi then worked with them to install the doors and windows.
Qin Qing originally wanted to help, but the three of them said in unison that there was no need for a female comrade to help, and the three of them were enough.
At the strong request of the three people, Qin Qing had no choice but to watch them work. After watching for a while, she began to look around the yard of Bai Mifan's house.
Bai Mifan's yard was quite large. The west wing was the kitchen and bathroom, the east wing had three rooms side by side, and the main house was the main hall and two side rooms. She looked at every room. After the Bai family's house was burned down by debt collectors last time, the walls were pitch black, and the furniture in the house was tattered and unusable.
But all the rooms are square and not small in size. Qin Qing roughly estimated that the yard of Bai Mifan's house is probably more than 300 square meters, which is considered a large yard.
The location of Wutong Road is also good. This street is full of snack streets, with many shops and a large flow of people.
Qin Qing walked out of the Bai family's house and looked around. Yellow poplar trees lined both sides of the house, each with a ten-meter gap between them, leaving no shops. It felt like a quiet place amidst the bustle. The stone path at the door was also seven or eight meters away from the small noodle shop across the way, so they didn't interfere with each other.
She suddenly became distracted and turned around to tell Bai Mifan when the door slammed shut with a bang, almost hitting her nose.
Qin Qing stepped back in fright, and the door suddenly opened. Fang Zhiwei was knocking on Bai Fanzi's head.
"Why did you close the door so suddenly? What if you hurt Qin Qing?"
"Oh my, Brother Fang, I was wrong. I just wanted to test how the door was installed."
Bai Mifan covered his head, smiled at Qin Qing, and pointed at the door.
"Sister Qing, look at this door, isn't it magnificent?"
Qin Qing looked up and saw that Fang Zhiwei had carried the door back wrapped in paper. Now that she had unpacked it, she could see clearly that it was a wooden door in its original wood color. The two tiger-shaped copper buckles in front of the door looked very majestic. This door looked very expensive.
"White rice, your house is already burnt to this extent, isn't it a waste to add such a domineering door?"
The proprietress of the small noodle shop opposite, sitting at the door and eating melon seeds, joked.
Bai Fanci put her hands on her hips and said, "Wealth comes from the door. When I make money, I will renovate this yard from the inside out!"
"Hahahaha... Have you paid back Boss Ke's money yet? Aren't you afraid that he'll burn it down right after you install this door?"
The proprietress was laughing so hard that she fell backwards, as if she had heard some great joke.
"Don't look down on the poor young man, I will turn things around this year!"
Bai Mifan yelled loudly, but the proprietress rolled her eyes in disdain. He wanted to argue with her again, but Qin Qing pulled Bai Mifan into the house.
"White Rice, tell me honestly, how much money do you owe?"
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