Chapter 52 My husband is handsome There are many customers choosing fabrics in the fabric shop.
Some young women put the cloth on their husbands' bodies to show off, and some put it on themselves for their husbands to see.
Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing stopped in their tracks, not because the other couples were very close, but because they were both entering Buzhuang for the first time.
Yan Funing asked in a low voice: "Do you know how many feet of cloth it takes for a person to make a dress?"
Fu Ciyi couldn't help but ask: "You are a woman, you don't know?"
"But I've never sewn clothes."
"Then it's even more impossible for me."
The owner of the clothing store saw a young couple who looked like a golden child coming in from the door. They just stood there chatting and didn't come forward.
Seeing that the clothes they were wearing were of great value, they thought they were a big customer, so they greeted them with smiles.
"We have fine brocades and soft tobacco in our store. Do you want to take a look?"
Yan Fu thought for a while and didn't know how to ask. She laughed at someone else's joke. Anyway, it was a lot of pieces of meat, so she said, "Boss, how much does one foot of cloth cost? How many feet of cloth is there in one piece?"
The cloth shop owner smiled and asked: "Are you asking about brocade or soft tobacco?"
Yan Funing said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Mianma."
When the boss heard this, the smile on his face faded a lot.
He was a little surprised. This couple was well dressed. Why did they ask Mianma? But if you have a business, you definitely want to do it.
After all, there is a cloth shop across the street, and he can make a fortune.
Then he patiently introduced: "A piece of cloth is forty feet long. Fine cotton cloth is slightly more expensive. Calculated as a whole piece, it costs 150 yuan a piece. Linen cloth is cheap, [-] yuan a piece. Oh, and there is also coarse cloth."
Yan Funing asked again: "What kind of fabric is coarse cloth?"
"Coarse cloth is also called homespun cloth, and it is also a cotton fabric. The feel is far less good than fine cotton. The price is cheaper than linen cloth, one hundred yuan a piece." The boss led people into the store and introduced the brocade persistently, "Our brocade two Two and one, your husband is handsome and looks good in clothes."
Yan Funing turned her head and looked at Fu Ciyi, who was tall and handsome beside her.
Many women with husbands in the store even looked at him secretly.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi said: "Let me get one piece of linen and coarse cloth suitable for men, and three pieces of fine cotton suitable for women."
The owner of the cloth shop saw that they didn't want to buy silk and satin, but he asked for five pieces of cloth, which was a big deal.
Then he smiled more cordially and said, "You really don't care about the fabric next to you?"
Yan Fu thought to herself, Fu Ciyi has fine skin and tender flesh, but he can't let the coarse linen cloth abrade his skin.
And her skin is particularly delicate, so she should buy muslin.
Thinking of this, she grabbed Fu Ciyi's arm: "Let me speak."
What he just said was that he gave the shop owner the right to choose colors. How could this happen? Everyone has a business philosophy, and they must sell colors with poor sales first.
Fu Ciyi lowered his head and looked at the white and tender hands on his arm...
The arms seemed a little stiff.
It doesn't matter if you hold it, and it doesn't matter if you don't hold it.
If it hangs down, it means she won't be able to catch it. If so, will she cry?
Before he could think about it, Yan Funing had already let go of his arm and took a step forward.
She spread her five fingers and said, "Boss, we want five pieces of muslin cloth. I can choose the color myself."
The coarse linen cloth was replaced by fine cotton cloth, and the boss smiled more kindly.
"Okay, take your pick." He raised his hand and pointed toward the wall cabinets one by one. "This row is all made of fine cotton, in various colors."
When he heard that a guest was calling him, he said to Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi: "Take your time, you two. I'll go greet the other guests first."
The two nodded and stood in front of the closet.
"What color do you prefer?"
Yan Funing looked up and reached out to touch the fabric from time to time.
Fu Ciyi didn't even think about it and said bluntly: "Black." Yan Funing: "Black brocade looks good, but if you choose black for fine cotton, it won't look good."
Fu Ciyi: "You choose whatever you want."
Yan Funing: "Then I have made a decision?"
Fu Ciyi: "Yeah."
Yan Funing turned around and shouted: "Boss, we have made our choice."
The boss handed the customers next to him to the waiter and came to Yan Funing: "Which ones did you choose? I will help you take them down."
"I want one piece each of indigo, ultramarine, lilac, lotus root, and aqua." Yan Funing leaned closer to him and whispered, "Five pieces of fine cotton are one tael of silver. Boss, can you give me some scraps of cloth? If I make clothes like this, , you can add some embellishments.”
When the boss heard this, he laughed and said softly: "I have seen people bargaining, but I have never seen anyone like you."
There are many customers buying cloth. Once you bargain, other customers will follow suit.
If the price finally goes down, his profits will be reduced.
If the transaction fails, the customer will run to the cloth shop opposite.
This young lady is really extremely smart. She discussed with him in a low voice and did not directly bargain. It would not hurt to give him a small amount of cloth.
Anyway, there were a lot of scraps of cloth in his cloth shop, so he nodded in agreement.
He took down the five pieces of fine cotton she wanted from the closet and put them on the counter. He then lowered his voice and said, "I'll go to the back to get some scraps of cloth. If you want to buy silk and satin next time, you have to come to me. My surname is Wang, opposite. That family’s surname is Wang, don’t make a mistake.”
Yan Funing smiled and nodded: "Okay, Boss Wang."
The young lady is good-looking and her smile makes people happy. Boss Wang walks very briskly.
Not long after, he brought out a brown paper bag and placed it on the counter.
"It's all inside. They're all in the girl's favorite color." He patted the paper bag and whispered, "Don't open it now. It won't be good for other guests to see it."
"I know."
Yan Funing nodded, lowered her head and took her purse from her waist.
Before she took off her purse, Fu Ciyi had already placed a tael of silver on the counter.
The owner of the cloth store took the money and said with a smile: "My dear lady, your husband has already paid the money."
Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi: "You..."
"Put the purse away." Fu Ciyi said quietly, folded the five pieces of cloth, picked them up, and walked away.
Yan Funing took the paper bag and threw it into her backpack, and quickly followed him.
"You earn your money from copying books?"
"Well, I only copied three copies this time, so I didn't make much money."
"Three books and you earn one tael of silver?"
"One or two halves."
"That's a lot, but it's a bit hard." Yan Funing thought for a while and pointed to the scented wax shop not far away, "Let's go buy candles. Don't damage your eyes."
Fu Ciyi paused uncontrollably.
He didn't know if what she said was because she cared about him, or because he could make money by copying books, so she said she couldn't damage his eyes?
Yan Funing walked quickly and saw that he was still frozen in place. She turned her head and called him: "Hurry up."
Fu Ciyi took another step.
The two of them entered the scented wax shop.
The shopkeeper saw her coming again, this time with a young man, who also held five pieces of cloth.
A family that can buy five pieces of cloth in one go is not too poor.
What's more, this man was so good-looking that she couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and then asked Yan Funing: "Girl, what do you want to buy today?"
(End of this chapter)