The Pentium Era - South to North

Twenty-five pieces of cotton and linen shirts were ready. Xiao Zhao couldn't wait and wanted to take them to the stall for samples the next day. Zhang Chen said to wait.

"What are you waiting for? These clothes have been made, why don't you sell them quickly?" Xiao Zhao shouted.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao said that there is only one wall now, and they will wait for another day, and when the other wall is finished, we can make samples together. Also, our advertisements will be re-appeared in the world, so that they will be attractive. .

"What the hell, it's like acting." Xiao Zhao said with a pout.

Zhang Chen laughed and said: "It's really just acting. What we want is this effect. As soon as the curtain opens, the stage shines. The eyes of the audience light up. You will never think that when the curtain opens, the protagonist will still be there." Do you have to get dressed in a hurry on stage?"

"I don't care, I just want people to buy our clothes." Xiao Zhao said.

Xiao Zhao said it was over, but Zhang Chen said to wait for one more day, and she decided to wait for another day. When it came to pulling off stunts, she felt that Zhang Chen was ten times better than her at pulling off stunts, so she might as well listen to him.

The cotton and linen shirts come in five colors and five styles, one color of fabric and one style. Lycra fabric saves more fabric than Zhang Chen imagined. When the sets are lined up, a long-sleeved T-shirt can be made in an average of less than 30 centimeters. Zhang Chen simply designed two styles and three colors, one with a round neck and the other with a sweetheart neck.

When the T-shirt came out, Xiao Zhao quit again. She looked at her big belly and shouted, "I can't even wear such beautiful clothes, you will bully others."

Zhang Chen smiled and said, keep it then, you can wear it next spring.

Xiao Zhao smiled happily and said, "It's settled. Six of them are mine. I'll just keep them for show in the store and I'm not allowed to sell them."

Zhang Chen agreed to hang up the clothes on the racks, otherwise there would be too few clothes on the racks and they would not look good.

The next morning, Zhang Chen got up, and Xiao Zhao also got up. Zhang Chen asked her to continue sleeping, but Xiao Zhao refused to say anything and insisted on going with Zhang Chen. She said that on such an important day today, of course we, a family of three, should Go, otherwise, I won’t be able to sleep at home.

Zhang Chen thought it made sense and agreed.

When the two of them arrived at the stall, Zhang Chen took the clothes and jeans that needed to be placed on the walls and hangers to the ironing room for ironing. When they came back, Xiao Zhao had already cleaned both walls.

Zhang Chen hung the men's jeans and the remaining summer clothes on the inner row of the vertical hangers, leaving the outer row aside for hanging new models later, one for each style and size. This way, when a customer wants to try it on, just give her the ironed one on the hanger. When she wants to buy it, give her the one wrapped in the plastic bag below.

After this calculation, there are twenty-one clothes on the hanger, which is enough.

The two people were busy. Ayong and Fengzhen came over. Ayong asked, what are you two doing?

Zhang Chen told him that he was ready to show off.

"When did you go to buy goods?" Ayongqi asked, "from the old market?"

Zhang Chen shook his head, and Xiao Zhao said with some pride: "He designed our own goods."

Ayong shouted: "Rely on me!"

Seeing Fengzhen here, Zhang Chen picked up the advertisement "Autumn wind rises, autumn clothes are thick..." that he had painted yesterday, and deliberately asked Xiao Zhao: "Then should I hang this advertisement?"

In fact, he meant to tell Feng Zhen face to face that if he had any opinions, he could speak directly. Xiao Zhao nodded and said yes.

The boss of the ironing room knew that they were waiting for samples, so he asked the waiter to send some of the clothes that had been ironed first.

Looking at these clothes, Ayong shouted: "Zhang Chen, is this what you designed?"

Zhang Chen said yes.

"It has a future and is no worse than those in the old market." A Yong said.

Zhang Chen smiled and thought to himself, are you fucking scolding me?

He first took out the model outside. The bottom was a pair of jeans and the top was a tight T-shirt made of Lycra fabric. After it was finished, he felt that something was missing. After thinking for a while, he told Ayong to bring over your denim vest. .

"Go ahead and choose." A Yong said quickly knowing what Zhang Chen was going to do.

Zhang Chen went to A Yong's stall, picked a vest, and asked A Yong how much he could sell it for. A Yong said that it would be anything over forty-five, and Zhang Chen made it clear.

He put his vest on over his long-sleeved T-shirt and left it open in front. The whole model looked very fashionable.

Fengzhen had already walked back to her stall and sat there, looking at them without saying anything.

Zhang Chen started to show off his long clothes on the wall. He picked out five pairs of jeans and five plaid shirts in size M. In fact, the ones in size S looked better, but wasn’t there only one piece in size S? When they showed up on the wall, If someone wants to try it, you have to take it off the wall, which is very inconvenient.

Zhang Chen had already thought about it. He would not use a half-body plastic template like other stalls. Instead, he would use clips to directly clip the shirt and jeans to the grid, with his body sideways and one arm on the rack. In front, one arm behind, the trousers underneath are also slanted, and one trouser leg is lifted up.

After coming out, it looked like a row of five girls running together. He felt that the five girls were too consistent, so he opened a corner of the front shirt, folded it over and clamped it, as if it was blown by the wind. Open the same.

After leaving, Zhang Chen turned around and asked Ayong and Xiao Zhao how they were doing. Xiao Zhao nodded, and Ayong said: "You have a pretty head and a pretty head, but your hair looks good!"

The short wall is next. It is made of Lycra fabric. There are no sizes. There are only two styles and three colors. Zhang Chen has a red sweetheart collar in the middle, with a blue one and a yellow one on both sides. round neck T-shirt.

Because it is a tight-fitting T-shirt, to reflect its tight-fitting characteristics, a template is needed. Zhang Chen put the clothes on the template, tightened it, and clamped it with a clip at the back. The uneven upper body came out immediately. Three pairs of sand-washed white jeans were put on underneath, and the two trouser legs were clamped together with clips.

After hanging on the grid, three slim girls stood there.

A customer pulling a handcart hurried in from the main channel outside, passed by in a hurry, walked over and then came back. He stood outside the stall, pointed at the cotton and linen shirts on the wall and asked, how much does this cost?

"Thirty-nine." Zhang Chen said.

Without saying a word, the customer picked up the handcart and left in a hurry.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao looked at each other, and Xiao Zhao asked Zhang Chen if the price had been raised?

Zhang Chen didn't understand either.

"How much does this clothes cost?" Xiao Zhao asked.

Zhang Chen took the calculator and thought, the fabric should not be calculated as eight yuan, but four yuan per meter, one meter per piece, plus the loss, it should still be calculated as one meter, the fabric would be calculated as four yuan, and the workmanship would be fifteen. , buttons, washable labels, plastic bags outside the packaging, these add up to two and a half yuan, which is definitely enough.

"Twenty-two." Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao said.

Xiao Zhao opened his mouth wide: "Twenty-two? Then you still say thirty-nine? You want to make seventeen yuan for one piece of wholesale, are you too greedy?"

Zhang Chen scratched his head and said, "What should we do, open twenty-nine?"

Even if you open 29, you can still earn seven yuan from a piece of clothing. For wholesalers, this profit is already good.

"You pay me, you pay me. It took ten thousand years for such a wholesale customer to come in, but you scared me away." Xiao Zhao rubbed his shoulder against Zhang Chen and kept muttering.

Zhang Chen also felt very sorry. He smiled and said, "Okay, if I see her again, I will hug her in."

As soon as Zhang Chen finished speaking, the customer appeared at the door of their stall again. She parked the cart at the door, walked in and asked, what size is this shirt?

"Three." Zhang Chen said quickly.

"Do you want to take thirty-eight?"

The other party asked, Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Zhao nodded quickly.

The customer pointed at the wall and said, "Here, this, these three colors, please help me get one piece of each size."

Zhang Chen took the nine pieces of clothing and put them into a big black bag. The customer took out the clothes and told Zhang Chen that she didn't want this. She returned the big black bag to Zhang Chen and turned around to put the clothes into the cart. I put it in the canvas bag, paid the money and left.

In just a few days, the old market has begun to sell new products, and the old market has returned to its former bustle. This customer was in urgent need of urination. There was a queue at the toilet in the old market, so she ran to the new market to use the toilet. , I didn’t expect to see this product here. She was in the old market and walked around for several hours in the morning, but she never saw it. After using the toilet, she came back and entered.

After collecting the money, Xiao Zhao stood up and looked at Zhang Chen who kept giggling. Zhang Chen asked her quietly: "Should I go and bring her back and tell her, give her twenty-nine?"

Xiao Zhao chuckled: "Then I'll sell you to her."

Zhang Chen, like Xiao Zhao, was also happy. This was their first wholesale customer. How could he not be happy?

He had done several wholesales before, but they were all sold at a loss. This was the only one that made money. More importantly, the clothes that made money were designed by him. It seemed that the goods he designed were no better than the ones he designed. Guangzhou goods difference.

A Yong came over and asked: "Are you opening the eggs, or are you wholesale?"

Xiao Zhao stood there with her hands on Zhang Chen's shoulders, her whole body almost hanging on him. She nodded "hmm".

A Yong shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that there would be wholesale customers in this broken market."

After more than half an hour, a woman hurried in from the main passage, looking at the stalls on both sides. She saw Zhang Chen and his stalls from a distance, so she walked over. As soon as she came in, she said to herself, "Found." Found it.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao looked at her, wondering what she was going to do.

She pointed to the three colored shirts that the woman in front had taken and said, "These three, one of each size, hurry up, our car is about to leave."

"They only have size M." Zhang Chen said.

"Size M? I want one of the same, and those two colors. Are the sizes the same?" the other party asked.

Zhang Chen talked to her, and she immediately told her one size and one size.

The clothes were all taken away, and she said, thirty-eight, right? Let’s check out quickly.

When Xiao Zhao was settling the accounts for her, Zhang Chen remembered it and asked, "Beauty, are you friends with the person who came here to buy goods before?"

"Yes, she introduced me."

"Are you together?"

"No, she is in Wuhu and I am in Ma'anshan."

Wuhu and Ma'anshan are two neighboring cities in Anhui Province. The two girls often come to Hangzhou Sijiqing to purchase goods. Although they don't take the same bus, they meet in the parking lot and where they eat breakfast and buy box lunches. We bump into each other, sometimes in markets and toilets. When we hear each other’s Anhui accent in Mandarin, we know they are from the same hometown, and we become friends.

Become friends and exchange information with each other.

In the parking lot, the girl told her that the goods at this stall were good, so she hurried over.

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