The Pentium Era - South to North

1117 was packed with a bag containing more than 170 pieces of clothing, and each item earned 30 yuan.

This news quickly caused a sensation in this market. In a market that doesn’t even have wholesale customers, there are still people packing? Those who listen are doubtful, while those who speak are categorical.

Even the market managers and security guards are happy to pass on this kind of news. When someone complains to them that business is not good and business is difficult, they will say, why are they still packing 1117? Earning 30 yuan for a piece of clothing can’t be done in the old market, right?

It’s not just the packaging customers in the old market who can’t do it. Even in the entire Sijiqing, there are probably only a handful of people who can earn thirty yuan per piece of clothing from packaging. Some of them only enjoy themselves secretly and won’t let others know. If this is the case, If it reaches the ears of customers, they will hate you so much that they are itching to hate you. Damn it, I treat you as a friend, but you kill me like a pig? !

This bag from 1117 was packed in a very low-key manner. So many people saw the whole process, and everyone heard it clearly. It is indeed like this. A piece of clothing can earn you thirty, so that’s who packed it. People themselves said, when such a customer fell from the world, did his head get struck by lightning?

Many people would come over to see who this 1117 was. They saw that when they opened the door in the morning, it was a young man who didn’t talk much and was a bit handsome. During the day, the store guard Most of her clothes were covered with a big belly. Although her face was a little swollen, it was still obvious that she was very beautiful.

These two people became celebrities in this market.

When Haigen heard the news, he came over to take a look. He saw that the clothes in Zhang Chen's store had indeed lost almost half of their clothes. When asked about it again, Zhang Chen smiled and said, this is indeed the case. , However, it was not bought by some packager, but bought by a friend.

Which friend with a blind mind would buy more than 170 pieces of clothes in one go? But no matter what, as long as the matter was true, Hagen would be happy for them and went back to tell his mother and Guihua about it.

Osmanthus fragrans and my mother were also happy for them. Then my mother remembered that she had not seen Xiao Zhao for four or five days. Tomorrow at noon, she must stew some pig's feet and soybeans and go to the market to see Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao's belly, Probably bigger again.

Zhang Chen opened the rolling shutter and carried the model outside. After thinking for a while, he changed a set of clothes for the model. He put the changed clothes on a clothes hanger and a trouser rack and hung them on a vertical clothes hanger.

He stared at the vertical clothes rack. Half of the clothes on the clothes rack were taken away by Qian Fang and the others. Yesterday, Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao sent Meng Ping and the others back. They felt very tired. Xiao Zhao sat there and didn't want to move. After Chen just tidied up the pile of clothes, his body was already covered with sweat. Xiao Zhao looked distressed and told him that it would be cool in the morning, so he could sort it out tomorrow. Anyway, he had a lot of time.

They closed the door early and went back, took a quick shower, opened the doors and windows, and lay on the bamboo mats with the fan blowing, and then they felt comfortable.

When it got dark outside and the night wind blew in from the vegetable patch in front, carrying a faint smell of manure, Xiao Zhao got up and warmed up the vegetables he had packed and brought back from the building outside the building at noon.

Zhang Chen opened a bottle of beer, and Xiao Zhao also took a sip. Only then did the two of them feel that they had come to their senses and wanted to walk around the small street in the village.

Zhang Chen rubbed his eyes, picked out about thirty pieces of clothing from the pile of clothes, opened the packaging bag, and picked up the pile of clothes. Fengzhen was not on the opposite side. Zhang Chen and A Yong said, "A Yong, look at it for me." .

Ayong walked into the passage and waved to him to let him go.

Zhang Chen carried the pile of clothes and went to the ironing room of the market. The owner of the ironing room was sitting on the edge of the ironing table, nibbling on the big cake and fried dough sticks in his hand. When he saw Zhang Chen, he shouted: "So many? "

After a while, he said again: "I heard that you made a big deal yesterday?"

Zhang Chen smiled and nodded vaguely.

The boss pointed to the steam boiler next to the ironing table and said to Zhang Chen, the water will boil soon, I will iron it and send it to you.

Zhang Chen said yes.

Zhang Chen returned to the stall, folded the packaging bags that he had removed earlier, and stuffed them into the bucket of the table. These bags cannot be thrown away. When the clothes are sold, many people will ask you to repack them. Look at it this way It looks like new clothes when you put them on.

Ten minutes later, the owner of the ironing room came over with ironed clothes. A shirt, pants, and dress cost 80 cents each, and a skirt and shorts cost 50 cents each. Zhang Chen opened the drawer, gave the money to the boss, and said thank you.

He wrote down the money for ironing clothes in the account book with a pen. When he was writing, he saw what Xiao Zhao had written yesterday: "178 pieces of Qian Fang and Cao Xiaohe = 11,800 yuan." He couldn't help but smile. The style and quantity were too high. There are too many, and Xiao Zhao cannot write down the product names and unit prices one by one.

Zhang Chen looked at the pile of clothes next to him. They had shrunk a lot. For some reason, he felt very happy. He no longer felt as depressed as he did yesterday and a few days ago when he saw them.

Zhang Chen thought to himself, this money is really a strange thing. When it turned into clothes and was piled there, it was annoying to look at it. But when it turned into money, it brought them 5,400 yuan on their books. At that time, he and Xiao Zhao were happier than having received 10,000 yuan.

Although they know in their hearts that this is not what they really earned, it is the good intentions of Qian Fang and Meng Ping, but there is no way. When the clothes turn into money, no matter where the money comes from, they are just happy. The pile of clothes that went down was like a space for them, which made them feel that there was no such heavy pressure in their hearts and they could breathe.

That's why they feel particularly tired and sweating profusely. It's a kind of fatigue that has been accumulated for a long time, and they feel light and limp after sudden relaxation. They don't want to move, they just want to laugh, and want to let go and laugh silly.

This kind of heartfelt happiness only slowly grew after Meng Ping and Qian Fang left. They didn't feel such a strong feeling when they were here. After they left, it turned out that it brought them such a big blow. Happiness is like untying the rope that binds them, circle by circle.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao are therefore very grateful to Meng Ping and Qian Fang.

What they brought them was more than just five thousand four hundred yuan.

Five thousand and four was the expectation they set for themselves when they went to Guangzhou to purchase goods. They felt that they should be able to earn this much with this batch of goods, and then they immediately went there for the second and third time. On the train, Xiao Zhao even told Zhang Chen that if we go there again, we should stay at the cultural guest house. Although it is more expensive, it is really convenient.

There are also delicious rice rolls and roast goose next door. Zhang Chen added.

Both men burst into laughter.

But when they returned to Hangzhou, the market opened, and they were immediately given a sap, which made them dizzy. Five thousand and four became a distant dream. This dream faded day by day. They knew that it was destined to be shattered. .

But Qian Fang and Meng Ping saved this dream.

Five thousand four also means that they have made back the profit they should make from this entire batch of goods. It doesn't matter if every piece of the remaining clothes is sold at the purchase price. Xiao Zhao will sell them happily. , they now understand why those stalls in the old market sell off their inventory so hard. A piece of clothing is sold for only five yuan or ten yuan, but they just don't care.

Five thousand four is actually many, many times larger than five thousand four itself.

Zhang Chen hung the ironed clothes on the vertical clothes hanger one by one. He looked at the clothes hanger and constantly adjusted the position of each piece of clothing so that the entire vertical clothes hanger looked like the color combination he thought was best. When he felt comfortable, he clapped his hands with satisfaction.

"Boss, how much does this shirt cost?"

There was a girl standing at the door. She was wearing a white shirt and navy blue trousers. She looked like a staff member of a nearby bank. She probably came to the market to go shopping because it was still early in the morning. She pointed to the light blue dress on the model at the door. asked the embroidered shirt.

"Forty-two." Zhang Chen said to her.

"Show me one."

"This is the only one on the model. Should I take it off? I just put it on in front."

The girl hesitated and nodded.

Zhang Chen took off the shirt from the model and gave it to her. She gestured in front of the full-length mirror, then looked around and asked, "Do you have a fitting room here?"

Zhang Chen picked up a piece of cloth. There was a rope on the cloth, and there was a hook on one end of the rope. Zhang Chen hooked one end on the grid on the wall in the corner of the stall, and a simple triangle was formed in the corner. Fitting room.

The girl went in with the clothes, took off her white shirt, put on the clothes, walked out, and looked around in front of the full-length mirror. She seemed not very satisfied. She felt that she didn't look as good as when she was wearing it on the model.

Zhang Chen watched from the side and immediately saw something wrong. The pair of navy blue overalls she was wearing didn't really match the clothes. The pants were a bit baggy, and the shirt was tight and looked a bit funny.

Zhang Chen took a pair of beige cropped pants from the vertical clothes rack and said to the girl, "Change it. You will definitely look good in these pants."

The girl looked at him, doubtful. Zhang Chen said, "Try it, it doesn't matter if you try it. I won't ask you for payment."

The girl took the pair of cropped pants and got into the piece of cloth. When she came out, Zhang Chen's eyes lit up. He felt that the girl seemed to be a different person, and he knew that his judgment was right.

The girl walked to the dressing mirror, her eyes widened and a look of joy appeared on her face.

"If you dress like this, it doesn't matter if you go to a more formal occasion. It's very appropriate." Zhang Chen said from the side.

The girl nodded and asked, "Tell me, if it goes with a skirt, what should it go with?"

Zhang Chen took a white skirt from the hanger and told her that wearing this would make her feel magical.

The girl couldn't help but chuckle. She went in with her skirt and changed it. She looked at it in front of the mirror and felt that Zhang Chen was right. She felt like she was in heaven.

After she returned to the piece of cloth, she put her work clothes back on. When she came out, she took the shirt and asked, "How much does this shirt cost?"

"Thirty-six." Zhang Chen said.

"Where's this dress?"

"thirty eight."

"Pants?"

"Thirty-two."

The girl looked at Zhang Chen and asked, "Real price?"

Zhang Chen nodded and said sincerely: "What I quoted was the real price, and I still earned you six yuan."

"Why can't you just make five bucks?"

"I don't like the number five."

The girl laughed: "Okay, I want them all."

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