"Did you come to the wrong place? I don't think they have what you want to buy here?"
According to normal rules, this is indeed not the place where Wan Feng should come, but Wan Feng himself does not exist according to the rules, so naturally these rules have no effect on him.
"I want to buy some fabric to make a shirt for my grandma. Is there any fabric suitable for her age?"
The salesperson didn't seem to understand what Wan Feng said. He was stunned for a moment before introducing the fabric to Wan Feng.
It was just the fabric on the counter that Wan Feng didn't even look at Zheng
The salesperson pulled a piece of cloth from under the counter and said, "This is a new type of fabric that just arrived yesterday. It's a little expensive, fifty cents a foot. Do you think this one is okay?"
The color of this cloth is similar to that of soybean paste, but a little darker. It is printed with a large peony flower of the same color as the cloth, and it has a faint luster.
This is very good, it will definitely suit grandma perfectly.
"Give me five and a half feet." Although Wan Feng was not good at clothing cutting, he could understand something by listening to Luan Feng muttering about clothing.
According to my grandma's height and weight, with a width of 1.5 meters, 5.5 feet should be enough.
After buying the fabric, Wan Feng went to the clothing department again. The remaining four feet of cloth coupons could only be used to make two vests or two pairs of shorts, so he couldn't get any more fabric.
In fact, there is nothing much to see in the clothing department. There are only a few kinds of clothes for men and women, and there is really not much room for selection.
"How much is this sweater?" Wan Feng asked, pointing to a light red cotton sweater hanging on the counter.
The sweater has long sleeves, a V-shaped lapel, and an elastic waist. He seems to have never seen anyone wearing this style in the countryside. Could it be a new style?
This time the salesperson at the counter was a young girl, but her attitude was also several levels lower.
It seems that the salesperson's attitude is inversely proportional to his age; the younger he is, the worse he is.
The salesperson glanced at Wan Feng and said, "That's for women."
I didn't know it was for women, and I didn't ask if it was for men.
"I'll just buy the women's version."
The salesperson gave Wan Feng a strange look and said, "One dollar and three cents a piece, and two feet of cloth coupons."
Everything will be fine if we have enough cloth coupons.
"What colors are they?"
"Light red, blue, and dark gray."
"Don't want the dark gray one, buy one of the others." Wan Feng paid for two sweaters.
Looking at the three inches of cloth coupons left, I thought about it and went back to the flower yarn group to buy three inches of white cloth.
In order to make back the money he spent today, Wan Feng increased the weight of the fish to 80 kilograms when he was carrying fish in the afternoon.
This time he didn't go through Huangjialing, but took the road to Wangzhuang Brigade. Zhang Xiangping was kicked into the sand by him. He didn't believe that the old guy would not want to take revenge on him.
If you don't get up at your door, we can hide.
Going west from the sand bank, passing Xiaojia, you will reach Wangzhuang Brigade. After arriving at the Wangzhuang Brigade, Wan Feng left the village.
Wan Feng shouted and sold his fish all the way, and when he entered the western part of Huanghui Brigade, he had sold more than half of his fish.
The first place Wan Feng entered was Sui Village in the northwestern corner of Huang Hui's brigade. As soon as he entered the village, he saw three people wandering on the road in front of him, occupying the entire three or four meter wide road.
All three of them were shirtless, leaving Wan Feng with a sun-tanned back.
The roads in the countryside are all dirt roads with tire tracks left by rain. Wan Feng was mainly paying attention to the road surface and didn't really pay much attention to the three young men in front of him. He pressed the bell without thinking.
He regretted it the moment he rang the bell.
Because when the three people in front turned around, he recognized two of them: Liu Shengan and the old man from whose family he brought to Jiang Wei who was beaten up by Wan Feng and his men, and the other one Wan Feng had never seen before.
This is really bad luck. When you avoid someone who is shitting, someone who is farting comes.
Looking back, the current scene is very reasonable. The villages in this area, Suitun, Putun and Zhoujia, are almost in the shape of a triangle and are not far from each other. It is very logical to meet Liu Shengan here.
"Oh! Isn't this that guy?" The guy who was beaten by Wan Feng recognized Wan Feng, but he couldn't remember Wan Feng's name for a moment.
Liu Shengan naturally wouldn't forget Wan Feng's name. He looked at Wan Feng with a gloomy expression and said coldly, "It's you! Come down."
Another guy who didn't know what was going on asked the guy who had fought with Wan Feng, "Who is he?"
"That's the guy Sheng'an and I went to fight with Jiangwei two months ago."
"So it's the guy who beat you up. Isn't this just a kid, Liu Yang? You were beaten up by a kid. Hahaha." The guy was gloating on the side.
It turned out that the guy's name was Liu Yang. Wan Feng's mind raced and he scanned around.
Running seemed impossible.
Although running sounds cowardly, Wan Feng doesn't think there is anything shameful in running away if he can't win.
There were three people in front of him, and he had to fly over unless he had wings under his ribs.
To run backwards he had to turn the car around, but by the time he turned the car around the cucumbers had turned sour.
Wan Feng soon came up with an idea. Since he couldn't run away, he might as well stay single.
Wan Feng got off the bike and parked it on the side of the road.
Walking to the middle of the road: "Liu Shengan! What do you want?"
"How is it? Aren't you very arrogant in school? Now that you've fallen into my hands, what do you have to say?"
"Arrogant! If I meet someone more arrogant than me, I will naturally be more arrogant than him. I am still arrogant now, right? What do you want?"
"Haha, I didn't realize this guy is quite strong. It seems like it's not unfair for you to get beaten up, Liu Yang." The guy that Wan Feng didn't know didn't know what the problem was with Liu Yang, and continued to attack Liu Yang.
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