"Then let's go find a suitable house now and rent it first."
"ah?"
Sheng Ting was pulled away by Sheng Qian, feeling a little dazed.
Sheng Qian is a woman of action.
After wandering around the neighborhood for a while, they found a shop suitable for them to have their clothes made.
Although the rent is a bit expensive, it's considered cheap for a place within Beijing's Third Ring Road.
There was also a living area on top of the shop.
Sheng Qian and Sheng Ting spent the whole day looking for a rental apartment, moving their belongings over, and tidying up the shop.
The neighbors on the left and right are a steamed bun seller and a seller of imported goods, respectively.
The so-called foreign goods were video recorders, tape recorders, and television sets imported from abroad.
Unlike steamed bun shops, foreign goods shops have very large storefronts, and not everyone can afford to open one.
Sheng Qian even took a special look, and the sales clerk inside gave her a haughty look in return.
The imported goods store is on the left, and their shops and steamed bun shops are on the right. This place is a big bend.
The customer traffic is quite good.
However, compared to those bustling areas, this place is relatively quiet.
Seeing that there were still one or two baskets of steamed buns left at night, you could tell that business wasn't very good.
No wonder the shop was empty.
In the evening, Sheng Qian and Sheng Ting prepared two or three dishes for dinner in the small kitchen at the back of the first floor. The kitchen was separated from the other side, so apart from the aromas wafting in and out, there was no problem.
"We can make the clothes ourselves by doing some simple renovations tomorrow," Sheng Qian said, not thinking of hiring workers to do another layer of renovations.
The original decoration of the shop is still usable.
"We'll do it ourselves?"
"No need to paint the walls, just make some coat hooks, and buy two sewing machines and some fabric," Sheng Qian said, focusing on simple decorations.
Will this work?
"We'll see once we try it out. There's no need to decorate too much in the early stages. After all, this place isn't ours yet. If we overdo it, the landlord will complain, and we'll have to go through all the trouble of restoring it to its original state."
Sheng Ting hadn't thought of any of this, and when she heard what Sheng Qian said, she knew that she couldn't ruin the original appearance of the shop.
"Whatever you say, we'll do it."
The next day, the two were going in and out of the shop when two strange women, so young and beautiful, suddenly appeared. The owner of the steamed bun shop kept glancing over, and his wife grabbed his ear and scolded him.
Sheng Qian and Sheng Ting ignored the commotion at the steamed bun shop next door and just went about their own business.
In Sheng Ting's eyes, Sheng Qian's practical skills were better than those of ten men.
Seeing this, Sheng Ting worked even harder to improve herself, so as not to hold others back.
The two girls worked quietly for two days, carrying back quite a few things.
Sheng Qian found a long wooden board, wrote the sign on it, and hung it up.
"Xiao Qian, I didn't know you could write, and you write so beautifully! Just like the elders in the village!" Sheng Ting stared at the plaque with bright eyes, praising it incessantly.
Sheng Qian said, "Once things settle down, you can also learn to read. With more practice, you can write even better than me."
Sheng Ting dared not think too highly of that direction.
Purchasing goods and renting a place cost Shengqian a lot of money.
Even if Sheng Qian is now a coal mine owner, she can't spend money like this.
Sheng Ting now wants to do something to help Sheng Qian earn the money back.
In Sheng Ting's view, the four characters "Muqing Clothing" had no connection with Sheng Qian whatsoever.
Only Sheng Qian knew.
These are the names of my real parents.
"霂" means light rain, while "晴" is self-explanatory.
These two characters possess a very peculiar magnetic field.
For the next two days, Sheng Qian and Sheng Ting stayed at home making clothes.
Sheng Ting could only make simple clothes before, and she learned it from the elderly in the village. She had to learn many things from Sheng Qian again. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and quickly mastered many tricks by learning from Sheng Qian.
After two days of hard work, the two of them finally made a few simple outfits and hung them in the shop. Now that it's June and the weather is getting hot, people are starting to buy thinner clothes.
Even if you're in a remote location in the capital, as long as your stuff is good, people will always come to you.
After Sheng Qian lost contact with the Long family, all the advertising she had asked them to do was wasted.
So this time she has to come up with a new advertising plan to promote her brand.
Five sets of clothes were hung up, the door was opened, and there were no ceremonies such as setting off firecrackers; just hanging a few red ribbons was considered the opening ceremony.
There weren't many people going in and out of the foreign goods store next door; most went in and came out again, as many didn't dare to buy anything because they thought it was too expensive.
Those who need it just buy it and leave.
The people at the steamed bun shop, after buying their buns, turned around here. Seeing the novel designs inside, their eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but come in and ask about the prices.
He frowned and left after hearing the price of ten yuan.
Several people came to inquire, but were scared away by the price.
Sheng Ting immediately looked worried. "Xiao Qian, should we lower the price a bit?"
“This price is already the lowest we can go, we can’t lower it any further,” Sheng Qian explained to Sheng Ting. “Including our rent, raw materials, and labor costs, ten yuan a set of summer clothes is already very cheap. There will always be people who appreciate quality, so don’t worry about not being able to sell them.” As she spoke, Sheng Qian lowered her head to work again, the sewing machine whirring loudly.
Seeing this, Sheng Ting also calmed down and started making clothes.
Two more days passed, and they still hadn't sold a single piece of clothing, but the number of people asking about them was increasing.
The younger saleswoman next door sneered at the older saleswoman, "Just watch, they'll be moving out in a few days. They're so arrogant, opening a clothing store here; they're bound to go bankrupt sooner or later."
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