After dinner in the evening and after Xiang Liguo's marriage was arranged, Zhang Jidi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She had always been worried that Xiang Liguo was still determined to be with Qi Yu. Now that the betrothal gift had been given and Xiang Liguo had behaved well, how could Zhang Jidi not be happy?
But I have to take care of my son and I can't ignore my daughter either.
"Meimei, take the money and the ticket, go to the department store and buy ten feet of cloth and two pounds of wool. Pick bright colors and make it when you have time."
Zhang Jidi saw that his daughter's wardrobe was full of old clothes. She would be moving out next year, so she couldn't get married in work clothes, right?
It’s better to prepare now while you have time than to rush around when the time comes.
The weather was cold, and Xiang Mianmian didn't want to make matchboxes anymore, so she immediately jumped up and said she wanted to go. The cunning Xiang Lili also said she would go and help her second sister figure out some patterns.
Zhang Jidi had no choice but to agree.
The three girls went straight to the store. The fabrics for the clothes were on the second floor. Meimei looked at them and saw that most of them were gray, black, white and army green. Even if there were other colors, they were dull.
She doesn't want such ugly clothes as her dowry!
With a roll of his eyes, he used his pocket money to buy six egg cakes for 40 cents, carried the paper bag to the third floor, and went to find Ming Erni at the gold and silver jewelry counter.
"Aunt Ming, I'm here to see you. Are you okay at the counter?" Xiang Meimei was sweet-mouthed and made Ming Erni happy with just a few words.
Turning around, he explained his purpose: "My mother asked me to buy ten feet of bright cloth and two pounds of wool, but the ones downstairs don't look good. Do you have anything better?"
She was about to marry her daughter into the Xiang family, and this sister-in-law was also very capable, so Ming Erni was of course willing to give her some convenience: "Okay, come with me."
Ming Erni took off her glasses and took her three sisters to the fabric counter to find someone she knew.
When working in a shopping mall, the tellers are all familiar with each other and will provide any convenience they can. After all, who knows when you will be asking something of others?
The cashier took the four people to the workshop at the back. The wooden shelves for the fabrics were as high as the ceiling. Most of the fabrics were black, white, gray, and military green, but there were a few pieces of different colors at the very top.
The teller said, "Look, there, there are sample colors on the shelf. If you like any, tell me and I'll get the ladder."
Xiang Meimei looked carefully and chose rose red.
The cashier who brought the cloth up the stairs took it out. The cloth was very heavy, so when he put it down, he asked Ming Erni to help him catch it for fear that it would get dirty.
She came down again and measured ten feet with a ruler, leaving some extra allowance, cut a notch with scissors, put down the scissors, pinched the left and right sides of the notch with both hands and tore it apart, easily dividing the ten feet.
"This needs a receipt, 40 cents a foot. If you don't have a receipt, you have to pay 20 cents." The teller folded the cloth, wrapped it in a piece of white paper, tied it with a rope, and gave it to Xiang Meimei.
Although you can get a good deal through the back door, the money and tickets that should be returned to the public must not be reduced.
Xiang Meimei knew that this was all out of courtesy, so she quickly flattered him and stuffed two candies in his mouth: "Give it to the children at home. Don't despise it if it's not worth much."
The teller was also happy to receive the benefits and praise, and even went to find the teller who sold wool:
"Auntie, this is Erni's sister. Do you have any pretty yarn?"
"Oh, what a coincidence! Oh, and this ball of white wool has turned yellow. Do you want it? I can give you a discount."
The yarn teller was looking at the ball of white yarn worriedly. She didn't know which wicked person had left it in the corner. When she took it out, it was all yellow in patches and looked very ugly.
"How much is this?" Xiang Mianmian was curious.
"No need for a ticket. These three pounds are originally 1 yuan per pound. I'll give you a 40% discount, so just give me 1 yuan and 80 cents."
Normally, a pound of wool costs 1 yuan even with a ticket, but this ball of wool is half price and still has extra cash.
There is no way. White wool yarn was originally the best-selling product because it is easy to dye. You just need to go back and find some colored materials, boil them, and add some alum to fix the color.
But if the white wool turns yellow, the dyeing will be uneven and the finished product will look ugly.
Xiang Meimei was tempted by the discount, but she couldn't include this defective item in her dowry, so she had no choice but to say, "Sister, I don't want this. Do you have any normal white wool yarn?"
"Yes, I'll get it for you. Do you want two or three kilograms?" The teller put down the yellowed wool and took out his treasure from the bottom of the cabinet.
Generally speaking, three kilograms is enough for an adult to knit a sweater, while two kilograms is only enough for a vest.
Therefore, these two specifications are the most common in shopping malls.
Xiang Meimei said crisply, "Give me two pounds. Here are the tickets and money."
The teller was taking the money and bills when she said to Mianmian, "Auntie, I want this yellowed wool. Here's the money."
"Oh, you are quite rich, little girl? If you buy this, will your mother scold you when you get home?" The teller looked at Xiang Meimei and didn't dare to take the 2 yuan from Xiang Mianmian.
Xiang Meimei knew that Yaomei was rich. After all, in addition to Xiang Lidang's subsidies, she also gave Xiang Mianmian some pocket money:
"This will turn yellow and won't look good when dyed. Are you sure you want it, Mianmian?"
She patiently discussed the matter with Xiang Mianmian instead of rudely saying no.
Xiang Mianmian is particularly afraid of the cold. She wears old clothes from her two sisters, which have been washed and patched over and over again. Her sweaters and woolen pants are no longer warm enough.
"It's okay. You can't see it inside. You need to wear clothes outside."
Since the little girl said so, Xiang Meimei could only agree: "Okay, big sister, we'll buy it."
The teller solved his biggest problem and happily put the two balls of wool into a paper bag, sealed it and handed it to Xiang Meimei, and then gave 20 cents in change to Xiang Mianmian.
"Do you have needles at home? I don't want you to have to make another trip." She asked worriedly.
Nodding to Meimei: "Yes, thank you, sister."
After buying the cloth and wool, the three sisters went home satisfied.
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