After having lunch in the cafeteria, Cheng Maixiang, carrying the clothes and handkerchiefs she brought from the garment workshop, trotted to the grove near the school.
The forest is not big, but it is very cool and shady, especially in midsummer, it is a good place to cool off.
At this time, a few students who had finished their meal but did not want to rest or do their homework gathered in groups of three or four to take a walk in the woods.
Cheng Maixiang chose this place for the transaction in order to avoid being too conspicuous in school and attracting attention.
As soon as Cheng Maixiang arrived there, more than 20 girls surrounded her, chirping like a group of ducks, all looking forward to the clothes and handkerchief in Cheng Maixiang's hands.
Cheng Maixiang was a little troubled, so she had to let the people who wanted to buy clothes line up first. She handed the packed clothes to each person, and asked them to pay with one hand and receive the clothes with the other.
The girls who got the clothes couldn't wait to open their bags and carefully look at the clothes they bought for six dollars. The more they looked, the more fashionable they thought they were. If there weren't other people in the woods, they would have taken off their clothes and put them on immediately.
After distributing the clothes, Cheng Maixiang took out thirty handkerchiefs embroidered with different patterns and colors. The girls rushed over screaming and surrounded her in an instant.
"Wow, this handkerchief is so beautiful. Look at the pink petals, they look like butterflies. I have never seen such beautiful flowers." A girl said, pointing to the Phalaenopsis orchid on the handkerchief.
"That's nothing. Look, there's an orchid in this empty valley. What a beautiful scene!"
"There are so many handkerchiefs, in so many different styles, I don't know which one to choose."
"Yes, I want every dollar, but I only have three dollars."
The girls chattered for a long time before they reluctantly decided on the pattern they wanted. Cheng Maixiang divided the handkerchiefs and kept the money.
The girls held their clothes and handkerchiefs, greeted Cheng Maixiang contentedly, and left the grove in groups of three or five, commenting on the patterns of others' handkerchiefs as they walked.
He Qiuhua and Feng Yan walked with Cheng Maixiang. Feng Yan held her arm affectionately and said, "Maizi, do you still have those handkerchiefs with those patterns in the clothing shop?"
"Of course there are. Not only those, but there are other colors as well."
"Really? That's great. Next time, please get me something different. I won't ask for it for free. I'll pay for it."
This time she bought a dress and a handkerchief. She chose the one with a pattern of a small bridge and flowing water, but she also liked other patterns. Unfortunately, she didn't have enough money and Cheng Maixiang didn't bring any goods.
"Okay, I'll bring you more next time."
Looking at the three people leaving, Zhong Lanlan couldn't help but say to Niu Lina with emotion, "Cheng Maixiang is really capable. She's only been at high school for a week, and she's already sold so many clothes. I just calculated, and she must have earned at least a hundred yuan this time."
Niu Lina snorted coldly, "She's a student. Instead of studying hard, she's thinking about all sorts of messy things. She actually brought her business to the school and made money from her classmates. What's there to be proud of?"
Ever since she was confronted by Lin Jiayu in the dormitory, she has been holding her breath, but Cheng Maixiang doesn't live in the dormitory at all, and she doesn't approach her when she sees her on weekdays. Even if she wants to make trouble, she can't find a chance. If she keeps looking for trouble, not only will she not gain any advantage, but she will also be accused of being unreasonable by her classmates.
But this time, she suddenly came up with an idea, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Cheng Maixiang, I won't let you be so glorious and proud forever.
Just wait.
The next morning, Lin Jiayu rode his bicycle to take Cheng Maixiang to the school gate as usual. After a week, everyone in the school knew about their relationship. The boys who had originally had their eyes on Cheng Maixiang had to give up their unrealistic ideas.
However, Cheng Maixiang is indeed beautiful, and she knows how to dress herself, so she is quite popular among boys. Among the four most beautiful girls in Linwen High School who were privately evaluated in the school, Cheng Maixiang was elected with the highest number of votes.
When Feng Yan told her the news, she sneered. She was about 28 years old when she died in her previous life, and her mental age was more than ten years older than these adolescent high school students. She was really not interested in the games of these middle school students. She didn't even respond, but just buried her head in doing her homework.
The fact that Cheng Maixiang didn't take the title of one of the four beauties seriously at all was instantly heard by the boys through Feng Yan's big mouth. The boys liked her even more and felt that she was much more mature than those girls who pretended to be pretentious.
Lin Jiayu saw that the boys coming and going couldn't help but take a few more glances at his young wife when they passed by her, and some even looked at him with envy. On the one hand, he was secretly proud of himself, but on the other hand, he was a little unhappy that his young wife was so popular in school.
Cheng Maixiang waved goodbye to him. Just as she reached the classroom door, someone suddenly grabbed her back and said, "Cheng Maixiang, stop right there!"
Cheng Maixiang turned around and saw that it was Yao Tingting, a girl in her class. She had an angry face and was waving the clothes she bought from Cheng Maixiang yesterday with her right hand.
"Cheng Maixiang, you're going too far! I spent six dollars to buy you a pair of pants with a hole in it. How could you do this? You can sell torn clothes? And you sell them for such a high price!"
Cheng Maixiang was startled. Before she could say anything, a sarcastic voice rang out from the side, "Yao Tingting, I advised you last time not to buy clothes from some rural workshops. If you want to buy clothes, buy them from formal channels like the supply and marketing cooperatives. You refused to listen. Now look what happened. Who knows if this is a defective product she got from the garment factory and sold to you as good clothes!"
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