Chapter 22: A Guide to the Scholar of the Seventies
The beauty's name is Xu Xintong, and she is now working in a paperwork in a steel factory.
Her father is the deputy director of the steel mill, and her mother is the officer of the Women's Federation in the factory, and her family is very superior. She has lived a wealthy life since she was a child and has a high school diploma and has published several articles about patriotism and love for the party.
Today she had an appointment with a friend to have dinner at a state-owned restaurant, but those people were caught up with something temporarily. She was not so interested in eating by herself. I remembered that the little sister told her that the supply and marketing cooperative had a new entry into the supply and marketing cooperative, so she was going to come and have a look.
Before I could reach the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, I saw a simple and clean girl walking towards her: "This beauty, I have a fashionable shirt I brought back from Shanghai. Do you want to take a look?"
Now, unlike later, it was quite novel to be called a beautiful woman. She felt funny in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.
Although speculation has been strictly prohibited in recent years, these secret transactions are endless. Her family occasionally buys fish on the black market and tastes it, so Xu Xintong has no resistance to this matter.
Looking at the girl in front of her, who was at most sixteen or seventeen, even though her black eyes were full of sincerity, she was still a little alert and asked with a stern face: "Little girl, where did you get your clothes? Who told you to fool me?"
"I really have a fashionable shirt, brought back from Shanghai." Fu Shu slightly opened the black cloth bag in his hand: "You can come and have a look, but you don't have any money."
Xu Xintong looked into her cloth bag at Fu Shu's instructions, and indeed saw that the gray and blue inside were neatly stacked. Although the alley next to the supply and marketing cooperative was secluded, it was spacious and transparent. I didn't think I was afraid that the little girl in front of me would do anything bad, so I followed Fu Shu and walked over.
After taking the shirt from the cloth bag, Xu Xintong couldn't even move her eyes away. She is not a local bun that has never seen the world. She has followed Xu's father to the provincial capital many times over the years and has also been to steel mills in several surrounding provinces to study, but she has never seen such special designs but not out of style.
"Is this really brought back from Shanghai?" She believed it more or less. She had never been to Shanghai. Before the war, embassies of many countries were there. It was not surprising that they could have such beautiful clothes.
"I don't hide it from you, I don't care about this. I made this dress myself. I was afraid that you wouldn't even look at it, so I said I was brought back from Shanghai." Fu Shu thought about it and decided to tell the truth, so that he could have a long-term cooperative relationship.
When I sell it in the future, I can't say that I brought it back from Shanghai. She is a rural girl, so how could she have so many wealthy relatives?
Xu Xintong opened her mouth wide when she heard this: "You made it yourself? Can you make it?"
It’s not her fault for doubting that although Fu Shu is beautiful and her clothes are clean, she can still tell that she is a rural girl. How could a rural girl have such insight?
"My grandma used to serve the landlord's lady and made clothes for the lady. She taught me since she was a child."
This is half true and half false. Fu Shu's grandma is indeed the maid of the landlord's lady, but she is a rough girl. She can't do meticulous work in making clothes. But her skills do have to be of any source before she pushed her grandma out.
Xu Xintong had already believed it. She thought that if this girl wanted to lie to her, she would believe it if she insisted that she brought it back from Shanghai. How could she slapped herself in the face and said that she had made it herself? At this time, she advocated industry and handmade things were not as popular as she later.
"How much are you going to sell?" There were some uneven dyeing on the fabric, but they were cleverly cut off by Fu Shu. The clothes were really exquisite and stylish. Xu Xintong tossed and turned and touched the shirt in her hand. The more she liked it from a distance, she was afraid that the price was too expensive and not worth it.
"Thirteen yuan." Fu Shu replied with a smile.
Thirteen yuan is really not expensive. Xu Xintong has also visited the supply and marketing cooperative shirt. The very ordinary shirt is only military green. The materials are not as comfortable as this one. It costs thirteen yuan and even cloth tickets are required.
But who would think the things are too cheap? She is also a smart person and smiled and said, "My sister, can't you be cheaper?"
Fu Shu was not impatient either. It was normal to bargain in business, and the best result was a win-win situation. She asked: "What do you call it?"
"My surname is Xu, where are you, sister?"
"My name is Fu Shu." Fu Shu continued with a smile: "Sister Xu, I still have a few clothes to bring over in a week, and there are Bragi shirts. If you come again, I will give you a dollar for every piece you get."
Xu Xintong smiled bitterly: "Miss Fu Shu, don't tease me, how can I afford that much?"
Although her family is well off, her monthly salary is only about 30 yuan. Although she loves beauty, she is not so crazy that she takes out a month's salary to buy clothes. Besides, even if she earns a month's salary, she can buy at most three pieces. What's the use of cheaper than three dollars!
"You can't buy so many, and you have friends and colleagues." Fu Shu said with a smile.
Xu Xintong looked at Fu Shu's smiling look and suddenly realized: "Oh Fu Shu, you are so good!"
She didn't understand, she wanted her to help attract customers.
"But there are not many goods, Sister Xu has to come with a strict mouth." Fu Shu instructed. Don't be too big for someone with a big mouth and recruiting Red Little Soldiers, that would be a big loss.
"If you know, don't worry." Xu Xintong handed over the money, happily picked up her clothes and gestured in front of her.
She looked at the slightly folded waistline and the two-color splicing design, and she felt so beautiful that she wanted to wear it immediately. She thought about not only good-looking clothes, but also much cheaper, so she was even more happy. She said hello to Fu Shu and hurriedly ran home to try on the clothes.
Fu Shu also had a long time since she met such a easy-to-talk partner. She made the clothes, and she could only price them as much as she wanted. One or two dollars was not something she could talk about. Now she has free publicity and customers and the attitude of the partners is also very positive, so she is of course happy.
The most important thing is that she opened the door today and made thirteen yuan, which made her more excited than her big business that cost millions in her previous life. This is probably the sense of accomplishment that can change her destiny by relying on her own efforts.
Fu Shu hid twelve dollars in the hidden pocket inside the cloth shirt. This was the rag sewing she used the rags she had made before. The remaining one dollar, she went back to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town and said 50 cents of fruit candy, and was going back to bring it to her younger brother and sister.
It was already past supper time when she got home. She ate the remaining quarter of the cake in the car herself, and she is not hungry yet.
Before I got home, I saw a group of people gathering at the door of the Fu family, talking about something lively.
Fu Shu felt a little nervous and he quietly stepped faster.
Chapter completed!