Chapter 37 Custom Clothes
Yang Liu loves Lin Zhiyu very much, but she also knows that the hurt in his heart cannot be healed by a few light words of comfort. After getting the child up, he will slowly soothe him with the love of himself and the child.

At this time, Yang Liu suddenly saw a few girls by the lake surrounding Zhong Zhipeng's tricycle, and Zhong Zhipeng also saw them, smiled and waved his hands and shouted: "Brother, sister-in-law, you are also visiting East Lake?"

The two walked over, and the girls surrounded by the tricycle secretly looked at Lin Zhiyu and Yang Liu.

"These clothes are all made by my sister-in-law. They are all the most popular styles in the provincial capital. Not to mention our county town, even the city can't find such beautiful skirts."

Zhong Zhipeng said with a blushing face, the girls all looked at Yang Liu in surprise, seeing that she was too young, they hesitated: "Really?"

Yang Liu nodded with a smile: "Actually, even the provincial capitals don't have the same styles. These are all designed by myself."

The girls looked at Yang Liu's clothes, which were ordinary shirts, but if you looked closely, you could see the cut and fit, and the fabric seemed to be a little different.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, her facial features were exquisite, her temperament was elegant, and she matched well with the handsome and elegant man beside her.

A tall girl with big eyes pointed to a skirt with a belt and asked: "I like this one, but it feels a little short. If I wear it, my knees will be exposed."

Yang Liu gestured with the skirt, it was really a little short, it was nothing to the people of later generations, but it was enough for the people of today.

"If not, I'll make a tailor-made one for you, according to your size. You can tell me what you think."

The girl was very happy, and asked Yang Liu to help her measure the size, and at the same time said a lot of her own requirements.

Several other girls also clamored for custom-made, Yang Liu smiled and said: "I will charge an extra five yuan for custom-made, everyone think clearly."

The other girls shook their heads one after another, and the tall slender girl was also taken aback, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "I still want to do it."

A friend next to her joked, "She's going on a blind date next week, and the man is not an ordinary person, so he needs to dress up well."

The tall slender girl raised her hand and was about to hit her, but a rosy glow appeared on her face, giving her a touch of beauty.

Yang Liu looked at her with a slight smile. She was tall, with broad shoulders, large joints, wide hips, and a thin waist.

With confidence in mind, custom-made clothes are not only made according to the size of the customer, but to maximize the strengths and avoid weaknesses, highlighting the advantages of the customer.

Finally, I decided to find Zhong Zhipeng here tomorrow morning to get the goods.

Zhong Zhipeng originally thought that there was a missing order, but when he heard that he had to get the goods from himself, he immediately smiled.

"I will set up a stall here in the future. You are welcome to introduce some customers to me."

This person's brain is very flexible, and he decided in an instant that he would set up a stall here in the future. He made up his mind and opened a clothing store when he made money. Clothes are much better than stationery.

Except for the tall and slender girl, only one of these people bought a long plaid skirt.

Painfully handed over 20 yuan, but after receiving the skirt, he immediately left with his friends with a smile on his face.

"You sell it for twenty, no wonder you didn't sell a few." Yang Liu joked, thinking that this person is quite ruthless.

Zhong Zhipeng said with a sneer: "Sister-in-law, the goods you gave are too small, so I can only sell them slowly. It is more expensive, but you can always meet someone who knows the goods."

Yang Liu suddenly asked: "How about the house you helped me find?"

Zhong Zhipeng spread his hands: "It's really hard to find, everyone wants to live by themselves, and there are very few people who want to sell."

"Well, I won't look for it for the time being, but if you want to sell clothes, you'd better find a store and set up a dressing room."

"Dressing room? I understand. It's for everyone to try it on on the spot and buy it when they're satisfied." Zhong Zhipeng nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "But I'm afraid I don't have enough money. Do you want my sister-in-law to do it with me?" ?”

His purpose is not only for money, but to tie Yang Liu to death. Yang Liu couldn't see what he was thinking, and shook his head with a smile: "I won't get involved in your affairs, so that I won't mess with my friends in the future." Nothing to do. Don't worry, I will do your order."

With such a guarantee, Zhong Zhipeng was also satisfied.

Yang Liu asked again: "Do you know the man who repaired the house?"

"Brother, sister-in-law, do you want to build a house?" Zhong Zhipeng was a little startled, because he knew that the two of them came from the countryside, and land in the city was not easy to get.

"Well, Zhiyu's grandmother left him a house, and we want to fix it."

"My uncle's family is a carpenter, and his younger brother is a mason. They bring 30 people to help people repair houses and make furniture. I will ask them tonight. Their craftsmanship guarantees that my brother and sister-in-law are satisfied."

Yang Liu was very happy and asked Zhong Zhipeng to ask his uncle to come here to wait for them around ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

The next day, Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu went to the East Lake with their ironed skirts. The tall slender girl was waiting beside Zhong Zhipeng's tricycle, accompanied by a middle-aged woman who looked similar to her. They should be mother and daughter.

However, the middle-aged woman's expression was not very good-looking, and she frequently rolled her eyes at Zhong Zhipeng.

When Yang Liu walked in, the girl tugged at her mother's arm, pouted at Yang Liu, and the middle-aged woman also turned her head to look over.

Yang Liu smiled and said, "Good morning!"

Zhong Zhipeng greeted hurriedly: "Brother, good morning, sister-in-law!"

The tall slender girl smiled and nodded: "Morning, this is my mother, she said she wants to come and see for herself."

The middle-aged woman raised her chin slightly, her eyes were sharp, she looked at Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu from top to bottom, she was usually used to being strong and arrogant.

"Let me see what kind of clothes you want for 25? Let me tell you, although you don't need to distribute tickets now, you people are not allowed to ask for prices indiscriminately. Be careful and I will sue you for speculation."

At this time, people feel that they are "inferior" to work in even private enterprises. Those small traders who open shops are called self-employed. How long will there be "[-]-yuan households", and the reputation of self-employed people will be different after that.

But now Zhong Zhipeng, who sells clothes on a tricycle, is not even self-employed in the eyes of middle-aged women, and she doesn't want to deal with them.

Yang Liu's face turned cold: "Comrade, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. You and I have no grievances in the past, and we have no enmity in the present. Why should you put such a heavy hat on my head? Business is not about benevolence and righteousness. If you If you think it’s expensive, you don’t have to, we didn’t force you to have it.”

After finishing speaking, he said to Zhong Zhipeng: "Zhong Zhipeng, return the ten yuan deposit that this girl gave her. This skirt is no longer for sale, and you hang it as a sign. If anyone asks, just say that there are 31 pieces of this skirt, and there is no bargaining. Tailor-made is accepted, and some adjustments can be made according to the customer's opinion and skin color."

(End of this chapter)

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