Xiuqing sighed, "Alas! Miss is also a human being, and everyone has shortcomings. If you ask me, I should ask for help. If all else fails, you can hire two people to help us."
This time, Xiulan agreed with Xiuqing's point of view. "Yeah, it's better to hire someone reliable. That sewing machine is too fake. It makes me nervous."
Huang Wanzhen didn't know that her two generals were teasing her behind her back.
As I entered the Dongdan Flea Market, I was immediately attracted by the things in the sheds, including various old furniture, rickshaws, porcelain, and even old clothes.
She deliberately found a larger store, went in without looking at anything, and went straight to the clerk in the black cloth jacket, "Master, do you have any old sewing machines for sale?"
The clerk put down the rag in his hand and said with a smile, "Miss, you've come to the wrong place. We don't sell such expensive things here. If you continue walking east, there is a store called "Shengxuan". They mostly sell foreign goods."
Huang Wanzhen thanked him with a smile, walked out of the store and continued walking forward. About two hundred meters away, there was indeed a store called "Shengxuan". The storefront was very wide and was painted with gold.
Huang Wanzhen walked in, and immediately a waiter in a white jacket came over and asked, "Miss, what would you like to see?"
Huang Wanzhen quickly scanned the area and didn't see any sewing machines. She couldn't help but ask, "Do we sell used sewing machines here?"
The clerk in the white coat smiled and said, "Miss, you've come at the perfect time. We just received three Red Lion brand cars a while ago. Can I take you to have a look?"
Huang Wanzhen immediately nodded in agreement and followed the waiter inside to the northeast corner.
"This Red Lion brand sewing machine is made in China. Although it's smaller than the foreign ones, it's more labor-saving and lightweight."
Huang Wanzhen frowned slightly when she saw that the three cameras were all mottled. "These are too old. Can they still be used?"
The guy patted the nearest sewing machine twice. "Okay! It works! This thing is made of very solid material. It will last a lifetime. If you want, I'll replace the belt for you with a new one later. I guarantee it will last you ten years."
Huang Wanzhen was hesitant, but since she was already here, she didn't want to make a wasted trip. "Can I try it?"
The waiter turned around and moved the stools, placed them in place, and asked Huang Wanzhen to sit down.
Under the guidance of the clerk, Huang Wanzhen tried all three sewing machines.
Huang Wanzhen was pedaling the sewing machine while listening to the guy's constant praise. Every sewing machine turned into a Transformer in his mouth. Long strings of the best adjectives kept coming out of the guy's mouth and into Huang Wanzhen's ears.
Huang Wanzhen was thinking that this guy was really talented and would definitely achieve great things in the future.
"Miss, do you want all three? If you want all three, I can give you a discount and deliver them within the city. What do you think?" Even if Huang Wanzhen didn't respond, the waiter would continue talking on his own, and all of it was what Huang Wanzhen wanted to hear.
"How much?" Huang Wanzhen stood up and asked, stroking the sewing machine in front of her.
"Miss, you have good taste. I'll tell you the base price: ninety dollars. That's a bargain, right? Elsewhere, you wouldn't even dare to think about that price."
Huang Wanzhen turned her head and looked at the waiter, dumbfounded, "Ninety dollars for one? I might as well buy a new one."
The waiter quickly waved his hand and explained, "Three, I'm talking about the package price. If you want one, the minimum you have to pay is thirty-two dollars."
Huang Wanzhen feigned displeasure and said, "Are you taking advantage of me because I don't know how to calculate? Three machines cost ninety yuan, and that one is only thirty yuan, right? Why is it thirty-two?"
The clerk clasped his hands together and bowed repeatedly, "My dear! I'm not kidding you. When this machine first came, we sold it for thirty-five yuan, but few people knew about it, and it's been sitting in the corner for quite some time. The boss had no choice but to reduce the price by two yuan to thirty-three yuan in order to make back the money."
"I finally found someone who knows what they're talking about. I'm not in a hurry. I'll sell you three for ninety. We'll give it to you this time, and it will also solve our boss's worries. If you only buy one, thirty dollars is a big deal, and we'll have to pay for the labor."
"Think about it, we have to hire people to transport it back and forth."
Huang Wanzhen shook her head. "Look at this one. The paint is peeling off. It's so old. More than 30 yuan is too expensive. I was planning to buy one for 20 yuan."
"I just happened to have sixty dollars with me and was planning to buy three of them. Who knew this old thing would be so expensive?"
"If you can accept this, I will give you the sixty dollars, and you can sell me two sewing machines."
Huang Wanzhen kept finding fault and asked the waiter to give her a lower price. The waiter had no choice but to find the boss, who was a middle-aged man with a beard, wearing a melon-shaped hat, and was very thin.
"Okay, let's just be friends. I'm really losing money to you. It's not even enough for my wages."
Huang Wanzhen hurriedly thanked him, picked out two sewing machines, watched the clerk change the belts, put them on the cart, followed him, and slowly walked towards Dengshikou.
After walking two or three kilometers, her feet could no longer bear it, but she didn't force herself. She just stopped a rickshaw and got in.
When they arrived at Furongju, Huang Wanzhen got off the car first, paid the fare, and led two cart pushers to the back door.
"Please help me move into the main room, so I can save some energy, thank you."
There were three rooms in the backyard. Both the west and east rooms had kangs, so the open space was naturally small. Only the main room in the middle had an eight-immortal table and a few stools on the northernmost side. The rest of the space was empty. Huang Wanzhen directed two workers to set up the sewing machines in the main room. She took out a few copper coins from her waist pocket and gave four to each of them. "Thank you for your hard work, I won't offer you any water. Go to the street and buy some tea."
The two workers had never thought that there would be such a benefit. They accepted it with a smile on their faces. The younger one even said auspicious words, "I wish the boss good fortune and great wealth."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and imitated them, clasping her hands together and waving them in front of her chest. "I wish you prosperity, too. We all will."
After seeing the two off, Huang Wanzhen locked the back door and came to the shop. Seeing that there were not many people around, she first pulled Xiuqing and went to the backyard. "Look, this is the sewing machine. I'll use this one, and you and Xiulan can take turns practicing on that one."
"Go get some scraps and I'll teach you how to use them."
After witnessing the magic of the sewing machine, Xiuqing and Xiulan became very interested in it.
"Oh! I can take out the clothing catalog again. With this machine helping us, are we still worried that we won't be able to finish it?" Xiuqing was particularly happy.
She was the most insecure, and her mind was full of making more money so that the lady would know her usefulness and not abandon her.
Xiulan's admiration for her own mistress reached a new level, and she was full of energy and enthusiasm every day.
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