Chapter 89: Practicing Stalls (1/2)



Chapter 89: Practicing Stalls

After arranging the clothes and putting away the gifts they brought back, the two of them packed up and went to pick up the children from school.

Mantou, Doubao, and Tangyuan were all very excited to see their parents. They had been prepared for a week without seeing them, but unexpectedly, they returned after only three days. What a surprise!

Doubao was thinking about the gift, "Mom, mom, where is my gift?"

Qiao Qinglu pretended to be embarrassed, "Oh, Mom was in a hurry this time and forgot to bring it. How about we go to the mall to have a look?"

Doubao was a little depressed. He lowered his head and kicked the pebbles on the roadside. Then he heard the laughter of his mother and sister. Only then did he realize that he had been cheated.

Doubao pouted, "Bullying a child."

Qiao Qinglu hugged his shoulders and said, "Alright, alright, I was just kidding you. This time, not only will we have the gifts you specified, but there will also be a surprise."

The triplets returned home with great anticipation. They saw a rocket, a sailboat, a drawing board and paints, a lot of beautiful clothes, and three assembled children's bicycles.

The three of them rubbed their eyes in disbelief. Children's bicycles, how cool!

"Wow, Mom is the best."

"Long live Mom."

The three kids jumped and danced with joy. Doubao and Mantou couldn't wait to try riding, and Tangyuan was also eager to try.

Two masters and Xiao Qinyun came forward, and with their help, the children learned to ride bicycles in less than two days.

Of the remaining three bicycles, one was given to Qiao Nannan, one was given to Wu Jun's child, and the other was given to Cao Chenmin's child.

Qiao Qinglu took out the clothes she bought for the elderly, as well as the seafood and local specialties, and gave them to Qiao's father and mother. Since Xiao's father lived with them, she only gave him clothes and pastries.

Mother Qiao looked at the clothes and liked them in her heart, but she complained, "It's not a festival, why buy clothes? It's a waste of money."

Mr. Qiao and Mr. Xiao accepted it happily. The child had already bought it and could not return it, so why bother to say anything more.

Qiao Qinglu knew that people of her generation were used to being frugal, so no matter what Qiao's mother said, she would still buy it next time. Since she couldn't return it after buying it, it didn't matter what she said.

Next, Qiao Qinglu prepared to set up her stall. She bought two large speakers and two tricycles. She also asked Master Wang to make two folding wooden racks and thirty or forty wooden hangers. She also found two pieces of thick brown cardboard and wrote on them with charcoal:

Shirt 14 yuan

Cardigan 14 yuan

Jeans 24 yuan

Floral shirt 15 yuan

Sunglasses 15 yuan

Buy three and get a pair of pantyhose for free, buy four and get a small accessory for free, buy one and get one yuan off.

It’s a bit early to sell short-sleeved dresses now, so let’s sell this one first to test the waters.

After taking 200 pieces of various clothes and sunglasses, 100 pieces of tights and accessories each, and ironing the shirts, one day in March, Qiao Qinglu and Xiao Qinyun, along with Master Shen and Master Yu, began to officially set up their stall.

The weather was nice today, with a gentle breeze and bright sunshine. Around 11 o'clock, Qiao Qinglu and Xiao Qinyun both changed into floral shirts and jeans, while Master Shen and Master Yu changed into 鲾 shirts and jeans.

In order to keep warm, I also wore a base layer of autumn clothes, autumn trousers and cotton pants inside, and a woolen coat/military coat outside, that's it.

Qiao Qinglu combed her hair to the right side and braided it into a fishbone braid. She tied the end with a rubber band and then clipped a pearl hairpin on the rubber band.

After packing up, the four of them rode their bicycles to the entrance of the textile factory, carrying a loudspeaker, a folding wooden rack, a snakeskin bag, a clothes hanger, a thick cardboard and other items, and slung their backpacks over their shoulders.

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