The width of the fabric is 4 feet 5. To make a top suitable for Xiaocao, you need to pull 4.5 feet of fabric.
The trousers need to be 2 feet 9. Counting the scraps, Luo Xuan estimates that he will need to buy 3 feet of fabric for Xiaocao.
Luo Xuan makes his own clothes. If he buys wide fabric, the top needs to be 6 feet 3, and the pants need 3 feet 3.
The reason why Luo Xuan knows so clearly is because...
On the wall in the store, the height and weight, as well as the width of the fabric to buy and how many feet to buy are all written clearly and clearly.
If someone else writes it so clearly and no one can understand it...
That only shows that he is truly illiterate.
"Comrade, what kind of fabric do you need to buy?"
The service attitude of the salespersons in Dongsheng stores is obviously much better than that of the uncles from the supply and marketing cooperative.
I saw two salesmen standing behind the counter selling textiles.
As soon as they saw Luo Xuan come in, their eyes kept lingering on the new fabrics on the shelves.
The two salesmen nodded slightly toward Luo Xuan, and said to Luo Xuan with smiles on their faces: "We have just received a batch of Shanghai fabrics in our store, as well as new fabrics from the No. 6 North Cotton Factory. Take a look and see what you need to buy. cloth?"
Luo Xuan pointed at a roll of light green floral cloth. After asking about the width, he said, "Just this piece of cloth, please make it 4 feet 5."
A salesperson nodded, "Okay, please wait a moment."
Said.
She turned around, pulled out the roll of fabric from the container, and then started to measure the fabric with a long bamboo ruler.
At this time, there was a middle-aged man in front of the counter.
He was wearing a jacket with four pockets, and a "Hero Brand" pen in the left breast pocket.
When he saw Luo Xuan coming up, he pointed at the expensive worsted fabric produced in Shanghai. The middle-aged man couldn't help but glance at Luo Xuan.
When he saw Luo Xuan, a middle-aged man in shabby clothes, he felt a little aggrieved in his heart. He couldn't help but whisper: "Boy, why don't you just buy it without asking the price? You really think you are in your mountain. How can banana leaves be so easy?”
Luo Xuan didn't even look at him. He covered his cheek and whispered to himself: "Hey~ Why do I suddenly feel sore in my teeth?"
Another salesperson did not hear what Luo Xuan and the middle-aged man said. At this time, she politely said to Luo Xuan: "Little comrade, please give me the cloth ticket."
Luo Xuan reached into his pocket and slowly took out a handful of bills.
The food stamps were placed at the bottom, and the 5-foot-6 cloth stamp was placed at the top.
At first glance, it looks like Luo Xuan is holding a large pile of cloth tickets in his hand.
When the middle-aged man looked at it, the disdain on his face suddenly turned into surprise.
"And that fabric, also pull it up 3 feet for me."
While Luo Xuan was drooling and pretending to count the bills, he said to the idle salesperson: "Please hurry up. My home is in the countryside of Hongxing. If I'm late, I won't be able to catch the bus."
In this era, everyone is actually quite honest. Even those who are dishonest are punished and everyone pretends to be honest.
This female salesperson is obviously very honest.
The female salesperson, who had originally stretched out her hand to ask Luo Xuan for a receipt, was urged to turn around quickly, pulled the fabric off the counter, and began to work.
Luo Xuan was holding the bill in his hand, but he was dragging his feet and refusing to take it out.
Not only that, Luo Xuan kept pointing at them: "Ah, eldest sister, don't cut off that flower!"
"This good-looking lady, when you trouble me, please don't be so stuck on the size...I'll just give you a make-up ticket. That pattern was cut in the middle, it's a pity..."
"Here, that blue fabric over here is 6 feet 3. That's right, that's right, it's the combed cotton fabric from the No. 6 North Cotton Factory."
The two female salespersons were busy there, while Luo Xuan stood by and kept interrupting.
In addition, the middle-aged man was also constantly asking the salesperson to take down the cloth from the shelf and show it to him...
As a result, the two salesmen were immediately overwhelmed with work.
After a while, when she was cutting off the scissors, she was startled again by Luo Xuan, who screamed and moved another two inches to the side.
So as not to cut the flower Luo Xuan was talking about in half.
After a while, Luo Xuan asked them to loosen the ruler a little more and stop being so stingy.
a while.
The middle-aged man also asked the salesperson to change a piece of cloth and let him look at it again...
When the two salesmen finally cut the fabric, they reached out and asked Luo Xuan for a fabric ticket.
Luo Xuan was suddenly startled: "What happened!"
The two female salespersons were even more surprised than Luo Xuan at this time: "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"
Luo Xuan's face was full of frustration: "I, I may have lost the cloth ticket..."
"ah?"
The two salesmen were shocked, "Comrade, look for it quickly!"
The middle-aged man's mouth twitched when he heard this: "Based on my analysis, I think you didn't print the tickets at all, right?"
Luo Xuan ignored him.
He just put a large handful of bills in his hand on the counter, asking the two female clerks to help him search for them.
result.
The more the two salesmen turned around, the more surprised they became: Whose young man is this?
I saw that among the pile of receipts, there were all kinds of cloth stamps, coarse grain stamps, fine grain stamps, and even two or five candy stamps.
When they turned over the two "Bashu Province General Fine Food Stamps 10 Jin", not to mention the two female salesmen, even the middle-aged man who was watching coldly was secretly surprised!
This is [Bashu Province General Food Stamps]!
It not only represents face value, but also implies a status!
If he were an honest member of the production team, what would he do with such food stamps?
Where else could he go to get such precious food stamps?!
Can people who have that kind of need and have the strength to travel across the province, across states and counties, be ordinary people?
The two salesmen and the middle-aged man suppressed their shock and confusion and rummaged through a pile of bills for a long time. Except for the 5-foot-6 cloth bill, they found nothing.
Seeing that they couldn't find the cloth ticket, the two salesmen were stunned on the spot.
There are still customers who come to buy fabrics without tickets?
They had never encountered this kind of situation before, and for a moment they really didn't know what to do.
And at this time.
Luo Xuan spoke again, "I'm really sorry. How about I take the fabric back first? Can you please help me convert the remaining part into cash?"
Convert cloth tickets into cash?
Who has the ability to sit at the office and stand at the counter?
When the two female salespersons heard this, they shook their heads in shock: "There are regulations above that one foot of fabric must correspond to one foot of cloth coupons. How can we convert it into cash? That is against discipline."
"Then...I don't want these fabrics now."
Luo Xuan proposed another solution: "Let me go back and look for it. Can I get some more cloth tickets and buy them again then?"
Looking at the pile of fabrics that had been cut into small pieces according to Luo Xuan's requirements, the two female salespersons couldn't laugh or cry!
Cloth tickets are scarce these days.
Where are you going to get so many cloth tickets?
But if they are not sold to Luo Xuan, these fabrics are cut to the size according to his requirements.
It would be difficult for any other customer to fall in love with this piece of fabric at first glance, and he would have to have someone of that height in his family to buy fabric for clothes.
Moreover, these fabrics are relatively expensive, so the customer must have the right spending power.
Where can I find so many good things?
But...if we don't sell it to Luo Xuan, what should we do?
