Chapter 22

Liu Qin went to a stall selling clothes. The boss was a young woman in her early thirties. When she saw Liu Qin, she welcomed her with a smile. "Little sister, do you want to buy clothes? Come and have a look. These are the latest styles in the provincial capital. Our clothes are the best in the whole street. "

I saw a big iron frame on the ground, like a screen, and all kinds of clothes were displayed on the iron frame screen.

There are T-shirts, dresses, shorts and trousers, most of which are women's clothes.

Liu Qin took a glance and chose two T-shirts. One is pure white with black English letters on it, and the other is pure black with white English letters on it.

"My younger sister is too plain. You should wear some foreign style at your age," she said. The young woman skillfully picked two from the hanger. "Look at these two pieces. They are the most popular styles in the provincial capital. The brands are the same as those in the shopping mall. If you take the goods in one place, you can take them if you listen to my elder sister."

"Thank you, but I still like these two plain ones." Liu Qin declined.

Having sold clothes for more than ten years, Liu Qin knows more about the trend of fashion in the next ten years. How can Liu Qin like the T-shirt with cartoon heads of Bangzi country boys and girls on his chest? Let's not say that she didn't like such vulgar design at all. She only said that this dress style is popular for one year at most, and she won't be able to wear it next year.

And the two she chose, although the style looks ordinary, but the material is excellent. The pure cotton fabric is thick and exquisite, which can not only absorb sweat, but also can't pilling.

"Buy two more skirts, younger sister. You see, these skirts are new to the market." The boss warmly recommended the skirt.

Soon, Liu Qin chose to buy things - two T-shirts, a skirt, a pair of cotton sports pants and a pair of cotton sports shorts, "sister, help me calculate, how much are these clothes altogether?"

The young woman immediately calculated, "these T-shirts are all foreign trade goods. You can count 21 pieces, 30 skirts, 50 trousers, 40 shorts, a total of 160. If you buy more, you can count 150."

Liu Qin calculated, "one hundred yuan."

The young woman quickly said, "this can't work. Take a good look, younger sister. I sell the most foreign style clothes in the whole street. This T-shirt is absolutely foreign trade goods, as well as pants, and it will never deform. I take the goods together with the shopping mall. If I put them in the shopping mall, I can't buy them for three or four hundred."

Liu Qin said with a smile, "T-shirts are really good. I'm going to buy them for 15 yuan for 10 yuan. I'm going to buy Skirts for less than 15 yuan, pants for less than 25 yuan, pants for less than 30 yuan, shorts for less than 15 yuan, and I'm going to buy pants for less than 20 yuan. So I'm going to give you 100 yuan. It's not a bargain. I've made a profit for my sister. "

The young woman is still arguing, "Hey, my little sister thinks it's too easy to do business. How can I buy such a good T-shirt for ten yuan? Besides, there's also the fare. From the provincial capital of our county, it's only five or six times to back up. "

What Liu Qin didn't say is that the cost she said has been included in the fare.

In fact, the ex factory prices of these clothes are pitifully low, and the vast number of consumers will not believe it. If she had not sold clothes at street stalls and learned about the purchase channels, the tolls, taxes and so on, she would not have come to such a conclusion.

Unconsciously, I thought of the scene of selling clothes on the roadside after I dropped out of high school in my last life.

Someone once asked her how she had never thought of being a boss after selling clothes for so many years and studying hard.

It's not that she didn't want to, but after she handed in her family's money every month, she saved a little money. As soon as she was ready to do some small business on her own, she was brought out by her mother, and finally put it on Liu Shengsheng and Liu Jiankang for them to squander.

The past can't be recalled. I really don't want to mention it again.

The young woman boss has been in business for so long that she has met many people who haggle over the price, but the situation of the little girl in front of her is really rare.

First of all, she said her cost price accurately, then she kept silent without bargaining.

How to solve this problem.

After a while, the young woman boss could not wait for Liu Qin's response, and finally asked cautiously, "little sister, are you in any difficulty?"

Liu Qin raised his head, eyes red, "I... I don't have that much money."

"Er..." the young woman boss also had no idea, "otherwise... Sell you 100?"

"Good." Liu Qin is also not polite, directly out of the money, "I will come to buy clothes in the future."

The young woman's boss chuckled, "your little sister is quite interesting. OK, I'll wait for you next time."

Putting his clothes in a plastic bag, Liu Qin was ready to buy some more daily necessities and went back to school. When he looked back, he met a man and was startled.

"You..." Liu Qin just wanted to call out the person's name, but he thought that he was not sure of the person's identity, so he only said the word "you" without saying anything else.

He Yifan's left hand in plaster is hanging on his neck with bandage, and his right hand is carrying a plastic bag with a few tomatoes in it

Liu Qin frowned, "you are not in the ward, what are you doing here? There are so many people in the market. What should I do if I bump into your arm? "

He Yifan thought of a group of female students in the ward, but he said, "there are too many people in the ward. It's easy to be found walking in the hospital garden, so he came to the market. Oh, by the way, thank you last time. "

Liu Qin is clear, "need I go to nurse station again?"

"No, they are classmates after all. It's not good for them to be driven out. But are you a student of Jinxian No.2 high school? Which class, I don't think I've met you. "

Liu Qin froze for a moment, his face was very embarrassed, "I'm Liu Qin."

“……”

Liu Qin looked at his arm hanging on his chest, "your injury is to save me, thank you."

He Yifan frowned, his face was not as peaceful as before, and there was a trace of dislike in his eyes.

Liu Qin conjectures that he Yifan is worried about the love letter. Although it's not bad to receive a girl's love letter, it's because her previous image is unbearable, and because her love letter gives him a lot of laughing stock.

She wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, why did she explain?

That love letter is not really written by her. He Yifan is innocent, but Liu Qin is more innocent, OK?

"You're busy. I'll keep shopping. Goodbye." Liu Qin with clothes, turned away.

He Yifan Leng for a while, and then also left.

People come and go in the market, but they pass by like strangers.

……

When she got back to the dormitory, the 200 yuan in Liu Qin's pocket was gone, far exceeding her budget.

Seeing Liu Qin coming back, Meng Li said, "are you back? Did you have dinner in the evening? "

"Yes." Liu Qin bought steamed buns in the market.

"Wow, you bought a lot of clothes. Let me have a look." Yan Yue also came up.

Later, Meng Li and Yan Yue began to look at Liu Qin's new clothes, while Liu Qin sorted out the cupboards and various daily necessities.

"This dress feels good. Where did you buy it?" Yan Yue turned her head and asked.

A trace of inspiration flashed in Liu Qin's mind, she thought of a good way to make money!