Chapter 219 Duomei sells goods
The next day was the market day in the county, and people had to go to the market early, so Gao Mingcheng and Xuanyuemei got up at dawn.
When the two of them got up, Gao Guobing and the others had not yet gotten up.
So the two of them took the things out quietly and closed the door gently.
As for breakfast, you can just buy it when you get to the market.
Going downstairs to the yard, Xuanyuemei first took out the red floral fabric and spread it on the flatbed cart, then took out all the new clothes in the bag, while Gao Mingcheng helped hang the best-looking pieces on the rack.
After setting up the stall, the two headed towards the market.
Gao Mingcheng was pushing a cart while Xuanyuemei was walking beside him empty-handed, their expressions hinting at a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.
It was still dark and there were few pedestrians on the road. The two of them came to the market, which was already crowded with people, but there were more sellers than buyers.
The two searched for a while and quickly found a decent empty seat, and occupied it with a cart.
Gao Mingcheng asked Xuanyuemei what she wanted to eat for breakfast, and Xuanyuemei said that she would just like to eat a few buns, so Gao Mingcheng went to the breakfast shop nearby to buy buns.
He bought five meat buns, five vegetarian buns, two fried dough sticks and two cups of soy milk. When he returned with his things, the stall was not open yet.
This is normal. The shops open now basically sell food, hardware, daily necessities and the like, and you have to wait a while before anyone comes to buy.
But people who sell things have to come early to grab a spot, because apart from fixed storefronts, stalls are mobile, and whoever occupies it first gets it, and a good spot can affect the success of business.
While there were no customers yet, the two of them quickly ate their breakfast, and then continued to organize the clothes on the stall, folding them one by one so that they would look better.
Next to the cart, there are more than twenty bottles of honey, which he plans to sell together.
It was already bright outside and more and more people were gathering in the market. All kinds of hawking sounds could be heard, some selling food, some selling vegetables, and some selling pots and pans, but the most eye-catching thing was the sale of rat poison.
These people who sell rat poison do not occupy a fixed stall, but instead push a small cart around with some dead rats hanging above the cart.
It’s hot in the summer and fresh mice will quickly start to smell bad, so most of the mice hung are dried mice, or simply some mouse tails, to prove that the rat poison is really effective.
Gao Mingcheng doesn't need to buy rat poison. Although dogs are nosy when it comes to catching mice, there are really fewer mice at home because there are two good dogs.
Black Tiger and Elf often caught voles and rabbits at the foot of the mountain to eat. As for the mice in the house, they were also ruthless and would bite one to death if they saw one. Over time, few mice dared to visit their house.
"Hey, are you really selling clothes here? Your skirt looks pretty today!" A slightly familiar voice sounded. Gao Mingcheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was the young woman he met in the photo studio yesterday.
Many beauties immediately smiled and said, "Isn't it beautiful? This dress of mine has been worn by celebrities in Hong Kong. If you don't believe me, take a look!"
She pulled out a fashion magazine, opened it to a page and showed it to the young woman.
In fact, they are not completely similar, but they are somewhat similar.
"Oh, this is... this was also bought in Yangcheng? The stars in it are so beautiful!" The woman excitedly took the fashion magazine and started flipping through it.
This magazine was specially brought by many beauties. I have to say, with this magazine, the quality of my clothes feels like it has been raised to a higher level.
People tend to follow the crowd, and the originally deserted stall began to attract other customers after the first customer came.
Some people looked up at the clothes hanging on the wooden racks, some looked down at the clothes on the carts, some held the clothes and tried them on, and some even asked directly about the price.
Xuanyuemei was the main hostess, and Gao Mingcheng would only help with the sales when she was too busy. There were few men selling women's clothing at that time, and the young and shy ones would blush when they saw Gao Mingcheng.
But some people also felt the urge to buy it after hearing Gao Mingcheng praise it by saying something like "it looks good" or "it's suitable".
Gao Mingcheng is 1.8 meters tall, with regular facial features, heroic temperament, well-proportioned figure, and decent clothing. No wonder he makes the opposite sex feel flustered.
With the two of them busy, the stall opened quickly.
The first person to buy something was the young woman I met yesterday. She bought two skirts at once and even wanted to buy the fashion magazine.
But many beauties cannot be sold!
These magazines were brought back from Guangzhou with great difficulty, and they are still useful!
After opening the store, sales started to go very smoothly. Their goods were novel in style, but the prices were lower than those of those who actually sourced their goods from Guangzhou.
There are a lot of goods in Yangcheng, and if the quantity is large, there are some discounts, but the logistics are underdeveloped now, and the transportation is slow and unsafe, which costs a lot of money.
The clothes they wore were of Yangcheng style, but the goods were local. Gao Shouwang got the fabric at a low price from the textile factory through his son's relationship, and the sewing was done by Dong Feixia and a group of apprentices, so the cost was much lower.
As the saying goes, good quality and low price will never be a problem for sales. After just one morning, two-thirds of the clothes on the stall were gone!
Even the honey that was sold along with the goods was sold more than half.
Although Xuanyimei could recognize words, she was still not good at math, so Gao Mingcheng was responsible for collecting and giving change. At this time, the bag containing the money was already bulging.
The sun was high in the sky, the weather was getting hotter, and the number of people in the market was gradually decreasing.
Gao Mingcheng didn't want to continue basking in the sun, so he said to Xuanyuemei, "Let's go back?"
Many beauties looked around reluctantly and found that there were indeed not many people left, so they said, "Let's go back!"
It was not yet noon when the two returned to the police station's family compound.
There was still no one at home, but Gao Guobing gave him a key, so he could come and go freely. After stacking the remaining goods in the room, Xuanyuemei prepared to go to the kitchen to cook. She had helped Zhao Dongmei in the kitchen before, so she was very familiar with the layout here and could easily get started.
After about half an hour, the delicious meals came out of the pot one after another.
When cooking in the county, people don’t use big iron pots, but pressure cookers. They also use small iron pots for stir-frying. This makes many people who are used to big iron pots a little uncomfortable.
In her opinion, food cooked with firewood and in a big iron pot tastes better.
So she said to Gao Mingcheng: "Can we build a clay stove like the one in the village in our house in the county?"
Gao Mingcheng thought for a moment before saying, "We need to build another kitchen, otherwise it will be difficult to install the chimney. There is still some space at the back of the house where we can build a kitchen. Let's do this. When the roof of the house is completed, I will tell the contractor to buy some more materials."
"That's great!" Manyu Mei got what she wanted and couldn't help but smile.
At noon, Zhao Dongmei came back in a hurry. She saw the cooked food at a glance, so she smiled and said, "You guys are back from the market? How is business today?"
"Good! Business is good! Most of the clothes we brought have been sold!" Xuanyuemei said with a smile, in a very good mood.
Zhao Dongmei looked at her and smiled, saying, "You can make money on your own, which is also good! You don't know, I was busy with one thing this morning. A family in the east of the city beat their wife and beat her half to death. Someone reported her to the Women's Federation, so we went to mediate. After asking questions, we found out that the wife didn't have a job and secretly gave her father-in-law's money for buying medicine to her parents. When she was discovered, she was beaten up!"
"Ah, this woman needs to learn how to make money! We felt sorry for her because she was beaten half to death, so we asked her if she wanted a divorce, but she refused to do so. We had no choice but to persuade her husband to calm down and warn him that beating someone to death is against the law and he will go to jail."
After Zhao Dongmei finished telling what happened in the morning, she sighed.
Working in the Women's Federation, Zhao Dongmei has experienced a lot of such things, but every time she has experienced it, she feels unhappy as she is also a woman.
So she likes to see many beautiful women being able to run their own businesses independently.
After hearing this story, Xuanyuemei suddenly felt a sense of urgency. She thought that she had to brush up on her math knowledge, at least to learn how to collect money and give change.
She knew that Gao Mingcheng had his own things to do, and it would be impossible for him to help her every time she went to the market, so she had to learn how to do the accounting herself.
As they were talking, Gao Guobing and Gao Yue came back one after another.
"Guobing, Gaoyue, come, let's taste Duomei's cooking together!" Zhao Dongmei had already come out of her previous emotions, and cheerfully invited everyone to sit down and eat.
Naturally, everyone praised this meal.
After dinner, Gao Yue found Gao Mingcheng and said, "Hey, do you know what the most common cases in the police station are now? It's gang fights! Nine out of ten reports we receive are about fighting over water! The lighter ones are just injuries, but the more serious ones can even lead to deaths!"
Upon hearing this, Gao Mingcheng could only remain silent.
He knew that the weather was dry this year. From summer to winter, it had only rained a few times. There was a drizzle in the early autumn, and the rain stopped before the road surface was even wet.
Due to the dry weather, this year's autumn heatwave is very severe and the winter is warmer than in previous years.
As the saying goes, every autumn rain brings a chill. Without the autumn rain, there will naturally be no chill.
Gao Guobing lit a cigarette and smoked it with a relaxed look. He said to Gao Mingcheng, "You were right to hide. We are all from the same clan. If you accidentally hurt someone, that would not be good."
Gao Mingcheng could only smile bitterly this time. Who would have thought that being too skilled could also be a trouble?
Because there was no telephone, Gao Mingcheng could not know what was happening in the village in time, so he stayed in the county for one more day.
Taking advantage of the rare free time, Gao Mingcheng took two bottles of honey to Xiao Jinfeng's transportation company.
He planned to take a ride on a car. He had never driven a car since his rebirth, so his hands were unfamiliar. But fortunately, he had experience after all, and after a brief familiarization, he got the feeling.
He looked straight ahead, stepped on the accelerator, steered the wheel, and drove a circle on the wide field.
In the eyes of Xiao Jinfeng and Gao Mingwan, this was somewhat astonishing.
Especially Gao Mingwan, he has been learning from a driving master for such a long time, but now he still can't drive well, while his second brother dares to drive after only a short time!
And it drives pretty well!
At this moment, Gao Mingwan began to doubt himself deeply.
He felt that among the four brothers, his second brother might be the smartest.
(End of this chapter)
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