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"His pair is cheaper, ten yuan. Your pair is more expensive. The imported ones cost fifteen."

Wan Qing lowered her head and rolled her eyes.

She knew that the boss was absolutely lying.

Even if you don't buy it in the wholesale market, it is definitely not that expensive.

So she bargained directly: "Take two pairs away, five yuan."

"Little girl, you killed me at this price." The boss smiled wryly, "My purchase price is not enough."

"enough."

"Hey, look at my shoes, how good the quality is, and the fabric is comfortable, right, young man?"

"Ah... yes." Ye Chen nodded foolishly.

"The soles are thicker, they look taller after wearing them, they are not easy to get wet, and they are not easy to pierce any nails, but they are not so hard. You see, they are very soft, and they are so comfortable to wear. These shoes can't be that cheap."

"You can earn two pairs for five yuan." Wan Qing narrowed her eyes.

"Two pairs for ten yuan, okay, I'll make fifty cents."

In fact, Wan Qing is not very good at bargaining. At this time, all the scenes of her mother's haggling appeared in her mind.

As for the technique...it is really blunt.

But when bargaining, skills are not particularly important, the most important thing is the thickness of the skin.

And with so many years of life experience, she is really thick-skinned, if nothing else.

So she tugged Ye Chen: "Take off your shoes, let's go."

"Huh? Eh?" Ye Chen was obviously a little bit reluctant to part with the pair of shoes that fit her.

"Ah what, let's go, buy from another one."

"oh oh……"

"Okay, okay, I've put on the shoes, let's sell you, let's sell you, five yuan, little girl, you are really good at bargaining."

Wan Qing couldn't help snickering, she didn't expect this to be a success, she couldn't help but feel a little proud: "It's a pity that your family only sells shoes, otherwise we would have bought the others as well."

"Haha, next time you come, maybe I will sell more types!" The boss laughed loudly, "Would you like to put the shoes you replaced in a bag and pack them well?"

"En." Wan Qing stroked her long hair on her chest, pursed her lips and nodded.

……

48. Big purchases

Go back and forth in the maze-like market.

It's actually smaller than many future malls.

But it always makes people feel that there is no end to it.

The shoe shopping area on the first floor is filled with a smell that is not unpleasant but still makes people feel a little weird.

Like glue and ink plus a bit of foot odor...

Wan Qing also bought Ye Chen a pair of old handmade cloth shoes, with black hard soles and dark blue cloth tops, they look very old-fashioned, but they are very suitable for casually wearing on your feet when you go out for a walk.

Then go straight to the second floor.

The second floor does not only sell one commodity, the entire floor is also divided into several areas.

There is not even a sign, so I can only walk by my own feeling.

For example, if you see a few shops selling fabrics in front of you, then that direction is likely to be the fabric area.

The fabric area is full of plainly dressed women. They hold pieces of fabric up and down and touch them carefully. Some of them are not very experienced. They even ask the boss how many long-sleeved coats can be made from such a large piece of fabric...

There are also some older old women who always squat down to pick out the cut cloth heads.

These cloth heads are all piled up in piles, piled up like garbage, and are usually sold by the catty, and the price is very cheap, only a few cents for several catties.

The cheaper the place, the more crowds will snap up it.

This is not an occasional thing every day or two, but the norm most of the time.

In the era when there was no online shopping, this place was like a gold rush, where you could always find some cheap and useful 'treasures'.

"It feels like when my mother took me to the market to buy things..." Ye Chen looked sideways and couldn't help but sigh, "My mother always buys a lot of fabrics and makes clothes by herself..."

"If you want to make it, you can buy some and go back to make it now." Wan Qing squinted at him, "Mom's sewing machine is still in the apartment, taking up space."

"How could I..."

"I finally saw it, the quilt seller, hurry up!"

There is no heating in winter in the south, and the air conditioners of this era basically only have a cooling function, and they cannot be expected to heat in winter.

In the future, you will not be able to buy the electric blankets that you are accustomed to in the future, let alone electric heaters - at most, you can buy a stove to burn at home.

But burning a fire at home is too dangerous. Not only is it prone to carbon dioxide poisoning, but it is also more likely to catch fire and set the house on fire.

Therefore, quilts are the only reliance for people in the south in winter.

Although duvets may be sold, the price is definitely prohibitive.

The only option for most ordinary people to keep warm in winter is cotton quilts.

Where quilt covers are sold, cotton wicks are usually sold together, but if you want to be cheap enough, you have to go to that kind of cotton specialty store.

——and more materials should be used.

There are quite a few people in each store, and young women pick and choose, and there is hardly a single man in sight—even if there are, they are basically young children.

Ye Chen mingled with this somewhat neutral face at first glance, but it wouldn't look garish.

"Tsk tsk, it's such an earthy color..." Wan Qing looked at the colorful quilt covers and bed sheets hanging on the wall, and couldn't help but smack her lips.

These things are basically either flowers or birds, and the color matching is mainly red and purple, and the colors are so gorgeous that they are in a mess.

"Aren't they all of this style?" Ye Chen was a little at a loss, "Just buy a good quality and affordable one?"

"Forget it, it's all in the 90s. If you don't try this kind of rustic feeling, it will be for nothing..." Wan Qing smiled lightly, and took her fancy on one of the most classic quilt covers, "Boss, this How much?"

"This one is 1.5 meters by 1.6 meters."

"Is there a bigger one?"

The boss didn't answer, but just flipped the sheets and quilt covers on the wall with a long clothes fork: "Yes, 1.5 meters by 1.8 meters, the same style."

On the other side, the middle-aged woman who has already selected the goods is bargaining with the boss: "Oh, boss, why don't you make it cheaper, I will buy it all at once from you..."

"Oh, big sister, it's really cheap, so I'll erase the change for you, it can't be any cheaper."

"Fifty is fine, okay?"

"It's too bad, big sister, the cotton beach (quilt core) you bought only weighs eight catties. Look, it's so thick that three people can cover it warmly in winter. It can't be any cheaper."

Wan Qing tilted her head and glanced at Ye Chen: "Should I buy two small beds or one big bed?"

"Uh——" Ye Chen hesitated a little, and coughed dryly, "Two beds?"

"It's more convenient to sleep on two beds, but it's more troublesome to wash and dry..." She raised her voice, "Boss, do you have a bigger one?"

"This style is gone, this one, this one is also pretty, green grass, fresher, suitable for a little girl like you." The voice is still clear—you must know that several people are asking and bargaining, "This is two meters by two meters. It is no problem for two people to cover it. If you buy it together with the quilt core, I will send it to you." Your matching sheets."

"But a bigger quilt is easy to leak air...? Ye Chen coughed dryly."

"Couldn't it be enough to sleep together?" Wan Qing gave him a sideways glance, and replied as a matter of course.

"Ahem! Besides, no matter how you say it, you..."

"A worthless guy." Wan Qing pouted contemptuously, and finally chose two quilt covers measuring 1.5 meters by 1.8 meters.

In fact, in this era, this size is already the size of a double quilt, and the real size of a single person should be 1.2 meters by 1.7 meters...

The quilt cover and bed sheets are all matching, and as for the pillow, it is a gift that Wan Qing reluctantly asked for from the proprietress.

Probably because of this, she didn't haggle too hard this time, and the proprietress made the deal very readily, so much so that she seriously suspected that she had bargained too little...

Going further in, you can see groups of cotton wool flying in the air. This is the area dedicated to selling cotton wicks.

If you look carefully, you can find that basically Lao Tzu took his son to play cotton, and some even three generations were busy in the store.

And it's usually the proprietress who does business.

Thick cotton pads were not wrapped with any fabric, but were 'bound' together with red threads, stacked one by one.

"Boss—" The petite Wan Qing stood on tiptoe next to the pile of cotton that was higher than her, trying to poke out her forehead and two eyes, "How do you sell the cotton?"

"Sell by the catty! Any size is available, and you can also make to order!" The boss who answered her was sweating profusely.

The proprietress opened the baffle and walked over from the other side: "Little girl, you can go inside and have a look."

"it is good!"

"How much is a catty?" Ye Chen asked standing at the door.

"Our cotton is all at the same price, 12 yuan a catty!"

"It's a bit expensive."

"See how much you want?"

"The two beds of cotton are both 1.8 meters by 1.5 meters."

"If it's thicker and warmer, a bed must weigh at least five catties..."

Before the proprietress could quote a cheaper price, Wan Qing stretched five slender fingers: "It costs five yuan a catty, if it's okay, I'll just buy the spot and take it away."

"Little girl, how can it be so cheap? The untreated cotton costs at least seven yuan a catty."

"Um……"

"The cheapest is nine yuan a catty."

The less productive the era, the more expensive things like quilts are. Otherwise, how could there be operations in the old days when people really ran out of money and pawned quilts?

That's because the cotton at that time was really valuable compared to the price at that time.

"too expensive."

"Thick, it depends on them in winter."

Wan Qing looked back at Ye Chen who was full of embarrassment and didn't know how to counter-offer, this guy almost joined the passers-by who came and went, it didn't look like he came with her at all.

"cough!"

Wan Qing took a deep breath, and the look of disdain on his face instantly turned pitiful, then she quickly turned her head to look at the boss: "My family is poor...my brother and I depend on each other for life...no, I don't have that much money... "

She felt that she definitely had the talent of a film star in her previous life and hadn't been developed, because when she said this, she even shed a few tears. The appearance of pear blossoms with rain softened the boss lady's expression a lot.

Ye Chen's eyes were full of shock.

——In his opinion, Wan Qing turned her face faster than she turned a book, and even cried a little... Is this still human?

"Sorry, if you can't sell it, forget it, because I only have a few dozen yuan now, and the quilt is really expensive..." She sobbed, covering her small face with her right hand—mainly because she was afraid I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"Oh, oh! It's cheaper, let's make it cheaper!" The boss next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and urged him to look at the proprietress, "Sell it to her for seven yuan and fifty pounds!"

"Little girl, look, this is already the cheapest price..." The proprietress sighed and looked at Wan Qing.

Ye Chen hesitated, almost agreeing for her.

"No, can't it be cheaper?" She pouted, raised her head timidly, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, girl, if you don't mind, there is a kind of cotton beach that is re-made from recycled old cotton, with some new cotton mixed in, and the price is also cheap. The cost is about five yuan a catty. If you don't If you don't like it, I'll sell you for five yuan a catty, won't that work?" The boss said loudly with a little northern accent.

The proprietress at the side frowned, and shook her head helplessly: "In this case, I really don't earn any money."

"Um...thank you..."

Just like that, I bought two beds of cotton wicks, packed them in two large black plastic bags, and Ye Chen wobbled to carry them -- it wasn't heavy, but it was a bit bulky, making it inconvenient to walk.

"Your bargaining skills are too strong..." He finally couldn't help muttering in a low voice until he walked a little farther away.

Tears had long since disappeared from Wan Qing's face, and she tilted her head to look at him triumphantly: "Hey, kid, learn a little bit, so you won't suffer when you go out in the future, do you understand?"

"...I can't learn from you either."