Abandoned Wives of the Ages: Getting Rich from Space Warehouses

Chapter 34 Selling goods

When the time came, Yu Qing came out of the studio, ate a few dumplings, and brewed herself a cup of whole-wheat cereal. This cereal was purchased online to take care of her stomach because she always liked to delay breakfast.

Continuing like the night before, he quietly climbed out of the backyard.

This time, based on last night's experience, although there were still some deep and shallow kicks along the way, at least I didn't almost fall.

It was still the same place, the same time, looking at the stars in the distance, Yu Qing turned around the corner, took advantage of the cover of the night, disguised herself, and came out of the studio again, holding a medium-sized bag in her hand.

canvas bag.

Don't underestimate this canvas bag. It contains more than a dozen pairs of trousers and work-style jackets. These styles are old and outdated. She used to participate in welfare activities, and she didn't sell a few pieces at a bargain price.

There are a lot of them piled up in the corner of the warehouse.

Don't underestimate these old clothes. When you go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy them, you still need cloth tickets. How many tickets does a set of clothes cost? If you don't have cloth tickets, you still won't sell them.

Cloth coupons are paid with wages, and they only amount to one foot per month. If an ordinary working-class family wants to buy new clothes for their home, it will take several months to save to make one.

Isn’t it too much to pay five or six yuan for a piece of clothing without paying for it?

She weighed the canvas bag and found that it was not too heavy. The journey was not easy and her body was very weak, which made her very tired.

After walking for a while with her bag on her back, the same man from last night came out of the darkness. Before he could stop her, Yu Qing put the two cents she had prepared into his hand, turned around and disappeared into the market.

Tonight (dark), the people coming and going in the pigeon market were as quiet as ever. Yu Qing found a dark corner, some distance away from the sellers next door. For safety reasons, she did not want to get too close to others.

She laid out a piece of fiber bags used to transport and pack clothing. These fiber bags are very large. One bag can hold more than a hundred summer clothes. Then she put the clothes and pants she brought on them.

She saw that no one else had put their products on display. When customers passed by, they would ask the seller what they were selling. Only after confirming that the buyer wanted it, would the buyer take a look inside the bag. If the product was satisfactory and the price was right,

The deal will be done.

Yu Qing wanted to sell out and leave as soon as possible, so she put out several clothes and pants. Then she stood in the dark waiting for customers to come.

It was already the season of late autumn and early winter, not to mention the deep and heavy weather. It was too cold. She didn't stand for long before she felt a chill on the top of her head, and the toes on her two feet were so cold that they hurt like needles.

Just as she was about to find a black hat to wear from the studio, she saw a black figure stop in front of her. She bent down and struck a match and glanced at the things on the ground. The weak firelight was blown away by the cold wind.

Went out.

Yu Qing also took advantage of the brief firework-like light to look at the man in front of her. However, the hat on the man's head was lowered, and his face was hidden in the darkness.

"Comrade, how do you sell your clothes? Do they fit in my size?"

Yu Qing visually measured the man's height. He was a head taller than her, almost 1.78 meters tall, with a thin build. She bent down and gave him a 175-meter piece, "Six yuan a piece. Do you want a pair of pants?"

"And pants?"

The man was surprised. What he had just seen were clothes. He thought the pile was all clothes.

"Yes, trousers are five yuan a pair. No need for cloth tickets."

The trousers are made of less material than clothes and are one dollar cheaper than clothes. Yu Qing feels that whoever buys them will make the most.

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