Be the Best In the Chronology

The black market in the county seat is in a certain alley.

　　 Li Jianshe didn't give up, and he took Li Miaomiao in to take a look. It was either for eggs or food. One or two were made like underground party joints. Everyone looked wary.

　　 Someone saw their father and daughter coming over and asked Li Jianshe what they wanted. Li Jianshe said, "Are there cloths for sale?"

　　 "The cloth is there, but it’s a bit flawed, but I can assure you that it’s okay to make clothes."

　　 When I heard that the fabric was flawed, Li Jianshe was not very happy to ask for it. Li Miaomiao grabbed Li Jianshe’s clothes and said, "Uncle, we want it, can you show us what it looks like?"

　　 As long as there are not too many problems, Li Miaomiao thinks it can.

The **** man who questioned, looked left and right, and saw that no one was staring at them. Then he pulled out a piece of fabric from his arms, "This style, can you see if it is okay? Actually, this fabric is a good fabric. It means that the dyeing test failed to print well, and the defective product was processed in the factory. This kind of fabric can only be obtained by internal employees. If you want to buy it outside, you can't buy it."

Li Miaomiao's eyes flashed, "I know, but this kind of fabric should be cheaper than ordinary fabrics, uncle, although we are from the countryside, I also know the goods. Don't take us as a fool and deliberately sell it at a high price. US."

　　 The **** smiled embarrassedly, "I don't want you too much, eight cents a foot."

　　 Eight cents per foot sounds really cheap, and Li Jianshe was a little moved.

　　 Li Miaomiao thought for a while and said, "Then can I touch the material?"

　　 The exposing piece of the comrade’s generous and generous touch was given to Li Miaomiao. Li Miaomiao didn’t know much about fabrics, but I must touch it when I said something.

After touching Li Miaomiao, she asked the **** if she had anything else. To be honest, she didn't really want someone wrapped in her body. There was a smell.

　　 When the **** guy heard her asking, he knew that the business was coming, and he smiled and said, "Of course there is, how much do you want?"

　　 "Can more points be cheaper?"

　　 The **** man said no, but under Li Miaomiao’s hard work, the **** agreed and took Li Jianshe and his daughter back to their homes to cut the cloth.

　　 have all arrived at their house. Of course, Li Jianshe and his daughter did not go directly, but succeeded in mixing a meal in their house.

　　 Only then did Li Jianshe know that this **** man had a surname of Wu, his name was Wu Qun, and he was older than him. He has a younger sister who works in a fabric factory, and his younger sister got these fabrics back.

　　 Wu Qun thought that he couldn't wear his own home, so he wanted to change to money. Who knew that he met Li Jianshe and his daughter today. Because of the speculation with Li Jianshe, Wu Qun was also happy to tell Li Jianshe these words.

Li Miaomiao heard Wu Qun say that his sister brought a lot of fabrics back, her eyes were bright, and she winked at her dad, and then said to Wu Qun, "Uncle Wu, how much fabric do you have in your house? If you can't sell it all, don't you You can distribute some fabric to us and we will sell it for you."

　　 Li Jianshe was surprised at first, and then followed Li Miaomiao's words again after reacting.

　　 Wu Qun hesitated, "This..."

　　 "Uncle Wu, don't worry, we don't take advantage of you. We will give you as much money as you sell fabrics, and we will never owe you."

　　 On the contrary, if they can sell at a higher price than Wu Qun, the money will be theirs.