With their concerns gone, they rushed up to ask about the price, their enthusiasm overwhelming the two of them.
As for the other two stall owners, they were squeezed to an unknown place.
Chen Zhu was frightened by this scene, and since they had not agreed on the price at the beginning, she hesitated and didn't know what to say.
Ning Zhi laughed like a little fox. Looking at the crowd coming over, he felt as if he saw one RMB after another running into his arms. He was so happy.
While being satisfied, they also did not forget to maintain order to avoid any stampedes that would attract patrolmen.
"Because the clothes are limited for the first time sale, you are required to bid." Ning Zhihuan said with a smile.
"Bidding?"
"What is an auction?"
Most people at the bottom of society don't know what bidding is. Ning Zhihuan saw that Chen Zhu looked at him with a bit of inquiry, and knew that he was getting a little too proud of himself.
"Ahem, auctioning means you bid for the product, and whoever offers the highest price gets it. I read that in a book."
The second half of the sentence dispelled Chen Zhu's doubts, and her eyes changed from suspicion to appreciation. Ning Zhihuan felt that she had escaped a disaster.
"But, isn't this unfair..."
Some women frowned in disapproval. These were the ones who had come to ask about the price at the beginning. "How about we just let it be first come, first served?"
Before Ning Zhihuan could say anything, someone next to him retorted, "First come, first served. Do you know who arrived first? Everyone says they arrived first. Do you have any evidence? It must be the highest bidder."
Ning Zhihuan looked over and saw that the woman was dressed very fashionably, with makeup on her face and perfume on her body, but her style was a bit cheap, and she looked like a fat sheep.
Ning Zhihuan knew that at the end of the auction, people like this would be the main force.
So she nodded, not forgetting to flatter, "Yes, this fashionable sister is right, then let's get started."
Even if some people still have some opinions, they can't say anything more. The seller has already set the rules, and if you can't abide by them, just don't buy.
So some people left in disappointment, but more people were ready to try.
"Well, first, this is a cheongsam with a beaded chest. The fabric is of the finest quality and the cut is perfect. It's probably suitable for a lady around 1.60 meters tall."
“10 yuan!”
"You dare to ask for 10 yuan? 15!"
"What's the difference? 25!"
“…”
Next came the competition among the rich women, and even Ning Zhihuan couldn't get a word in.
Finally, when the price reached 47.5, the growth rate slowed down, and only a few people raised the price.
Ning Zhihuan was trying to stir up the atmosphere with a give-it-a-give attitude.
"This is our exclusive design. Before it goes into mass production, you won't see anyone else wearing the same style. It's truly one-of-a-kind. Buy it now and enjoy it sooner!"
Ning Zhihuan's boasting rekindled the passion of the bidders.
The smile of the bidder who was originally determined to win froze on his face, but he was helpless. There was nothing he could do. After all, that was the rule. The highest bidder wins.
Listening to the rapidly rising prices, Ning Zhi laughed heartily. He originally thought that he had miscalculated and should have bribed a few people to drive up the prices, but now it seems... there is really no need for that.
These women themselves were bloodthirsty.
Finally, the first cheongsam was sold for 56.8 cents, which is quite a high price.
Chen Zhu felt light as she listened. This price seemed a bit unreal. Could it really exist?
You have to know that she works very hard in the factory and only earns 10 yuan a month.
Now a piece of clothing costs her half a year's salary...
Dezhu was a student, and I think it was bought by the daughter of a former landlord with her own pocket money.
So he looked painful when he gave the money, but when he received the clothes, he forgot all about it and left happily with the clothes in the envious eyes of everyone.
The reason why Ning Zhihuan drives up the price is because he knows that the first item bought is usually the best, and the prices will only get lower and lower because people can't afford the price or those who can afford the price have already bought it.
As expected, the transaction prices of the last few items were 32.6 cents, 43.5 cents, 31.7 cents and 28.9 cents respectively.
Although it is not as expensive as the first one, it is still a considerable price.
Later on, the show attracted more and more people, and those who arrived late were unwilling to give up. Among them was an older sister who seemed to be very rich. She pointed at Chen Zhu's dress and offered 70 yuan to buy it, but Ning Zhihuan rejected her without a second thought.
Chen Zhu pulled her and signaled her not to be impulsive. What a concept for a piece of clothing to cost 70 yuan. Even in later times, it would be a luxury item. Moreover, it was in the 1980s, when people with a monthly income of 10,000 yuan were rare.
Ning Zhihuan resolutely refused.
The reason was simple: the woman's bid was somewhat provocative, and her intention to humiliate Chen Zhu was obvious.
What's more, she had already stated that she had given the dress to Chen Zhu, so how could she take it back?
So she said firmly: "No!"
The woman seemed a little unbelievable and looked at Chen Zhu. Her meaning was obvious. Was she just going to let Ning Zhihuan act like this?
But what she didn't know was that these clothes were designed by Ning Zhihuan, a naughty kid, so Chen Zhu naturally didn't say much.
So she looked away.
The wealthy woman snorted coldly, "Chen Zhu, if you're sensible, I'll talk to Wang Qinmin and let you come back to work. Otherwise, you'll never be able to come back in this lifetime."
Ning Zhihuan noticed something and asked the woman, "Are you Wu Shuang?"
Although the woman didn't expect that Ning Zhihuan, the child, also knew her, she still nodded proudly, waiting for the child and Chen Zhu to hand the clothes to her obediently.
But she didn't notice that Ning Zhihuan's eyes were getting colder. He looked at her with an unfriendly look and said word by word, "So you are the factory director's lover."
Wu Shuang's eyes widened when he heard this, as if he was about to vomit in the next second. He also choked on his own saliva, looking very embarrassed.
This caused people around her to laugh at her, and her face turned blue, white, and red.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Wu Shuang looked at Chen Zhu angrily and asked, "Is this how you teach your children?"
Chen Zhu didn't know what to do, and she didn't know where Ning Zhihuan heard these words from.
She never told her.
What she didn't know was that although she didn't say it, Ning Zhihuan had heard the little girl who worked in the same factory as Chen Zhu complain about it and took note of it.
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