"Ah Ling, how much did you make from these goods today?"
Feng Ye threw away the stick he had been holding all afternoon and walked up to Ye Qingling to ask.
"We don't know yet, let's all help count."
When they counted them, everyone was shocked; there were actually quite a few pieces.
I never expected that the village had such strong purchasing power.
You underestimated them a bit.
But thinking about it, it makes sense.
After all, there were too many people, two or three hundred in total.
On average, each person only spent fifty or sixty yuan.
The desire for beauty is universal.
These days, relatively few families in the countryside buy ready-made clothes.
The main problem is that ready-made clothes are too expensive; it's far more cost-effective to buy the fabric yourself and have a tailor come to your home to make them.
However, the clothes made by the tailors were relatively simple in style, and some were outdated and not very attractive.
The ready-made garments are designed by professionals, with a wide variety of styles and a strong sense of fashion.
It's rare to find such affordable and stylish clothes, so what's a little money to buy a few pieces?
At Feng Ye's suggestion, the money was divided up on the spot.
Feng Ye received half of it, 8408 pieces.
Ah-Can's share was given to Aunt Ling, and like Du Guilan's, it was 4204 yuan.
It was quite late, so after dividing up the remaining clothes and fabric, everyone dispersed.
Back home, Feng Ye finally asked the question that had been bothering him: "Didn't I tell you yesterday to distribute them according to the quota? Why were they all taken to the workshop again?"
"That's what I said, but Aunt Ling said that the clothes should be washed and dried in the workshop before being sorted. She said it was inconvenient for her to dry them at home because she was afraid someone would steal them, so she had to watch them all day long."
"We moved everything into the workshop to wash, but then it started raining. We had just brought everything that had been drying out into the warehouse when those people came."
Ye Qingling then asked with a puzzled look, "I wonder how they knew we picked up the clothes and fabric?"
"Didn't you leak it?"
“I asked my parents, Uncle Ling, Aunt Ling, and my sister-in-law, and they all said they hadn’t told anyone.”
"It seems the problem lies with Uncle Guo, and only he and his wife know the truth."
"Hmm, Aunt Guo is a big mouth, so it's probably her."
"Ah-Can and I helped them out yesterday, and they repay kindness with enmity!"
Feng Ye sighed, "Fortunately, nothing serious happened, and the result was alright. Otherwise, I would have given him a good scolding."
"It was a mistake, but it caught us off guard. Luckily you came back in time, otherwise we really wouldn't have been able to control those people."
Ye Qingling chuckled and said, "Evil people will always be punished by other evil people. I never thought your bad reputation would have this effect."
"You guys are too worried and too proud, which is why you're easily bullied."
Feng Ye then said smugly, "I'm different. I'm the one who bullies others, but no one has ever dared to bully me."
"You're getting smug, aren't you? You think I'm praising you?"
Isn't that so?
"Alright, you're getting too cocky." Ye Qing quickly changed the subject. "What about the rest?"
"It's up to you. You can give it away or keep it for yourself. It's not a lot anyway."
"I already have a dozen or twenty pieces of clothing and several bolts of fabric. Is that not enough? Besides, I had already saved some for myself."
Feng Ye said nonchalantly, "Anyway, it's all free, so it doesn't hurt to keep a little more. Don't be stingy."
Only a few pieces of clothing?
Imagine women in the future buying clothes as if they were free.
If I see something I like, I'll buy it without caring whether I can actually wear it.
Many clothes are only worn once or twice and then never worn again. Some clothes even have the tags still on before they go into the closet and become relegated to the bottom of the drawer.
That's why they say women's money is easy to earn.
Then look at men, they only have a few sets of clothes all year round, two or three sets of summer clothes and three sets of winter clothes.
Enough to wear is fine.
Moreover, they don't buy new ones until the clothes are completely worn out.
"No, how am I supposed to wear all of these?"
"Staying at home all day, either pacing around the stove in the kitchen or working in the workshop, there's no way I can wear anything!"
"Besides, it will get old and fade if left for too long..."
"Aren't clothes just for wearing? You can wear them to work too. It's so nice to dress up like an angel every day. I'm so envious of the women in the village."
Ye Qingling was overjoyed by the flattery, but pretended to be angry: "You always have so many fallacies."
"How is that a fallacy? I'm stating the facts."
Feng Ye continued, "If someone comes to your house to buy, you sell it; if no one wants it, you keep it all."
"These clothes aren't worth setting up a stall in town, and the main problem is I don't have the time."
"Um."
Ye Qingling nodded. "By the way, you came back so early today, you probably didn't catch many fish, right?"
"There aren't many fish, but they make a lot of money."
As Feng Ye spoke, he took the money out of his pocket and handed it over.
Ye Qingling took it and counted it, then said happily, "570 yuan, that's quite a lot."
After all, they only did homework for half a day and came back early, so it's already quite good that they've achieved this much.
"And here's something even happier: Ah-chan's share has already been given to him, so two-thirds of this 570 yuan is ours."
"Great, that means we have..."
"380 yuan."
"Yes, yes, 380 yuan."
Ye Qingling smiled brightly, "I also have some good news to tell you: Dad and Uncle Ling have sold the cigarettes."
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