Selling clothes is still a new physical object in the market, and it is favored by a large number of women, and the passage between Wan Feng and Luan Ying's stalls is almost all women.

These women were dizzy and shy as they looked at the patterns of clothes they had never seen before, and their faces were excited and shy.

But some of the girls who saw the price left in amazement, but most of them did not leave, even if they couldn't afford it, but they would be glaring when they watched others buy.

In the end, the women by the sea are more abundant than the women in other regions, and Wan Feng opened in a few minutes before and after, selling a pair of pants and a piece of clothing.

The only regrets are all women's.

"Seller, are your pants women's pants?" asked a girl hesitantly holding a pair of pants.

"Of course it's women's pants, my sister wants to buy you as soon as possible, today I brought ten pairs of pants, six women and four men, maybe there will be no more in the blink of an eye." ”

"But why did these women's pants open the door in the front?"

It turned out that it was this question that made the woman question.

"Who stipulates that women's pants can't open the door before? Women can also wear the front door to open the door, this is the development trend of society, and slowly the kind of pants that open the door will be eliminated, this is the general trend. ”

Luan Feng and Jiang Min have long been wearing pants that open the door in front, and they unanimously reflect that they are much more convenient and look better than the pants that open the door on the side.

This is the psychological effect, it is inconvenient for Wan Feng to say, but the development trend is correct, after all, since more than ten years later, women's pants have almost no side doors.

"If you don't believe it, you can buy one and wear it back, it's much more convenient than the pants that open the door next to it, you can try it inside." ”

The girl hesitated and got behind her clothes, and behind the tractor she took off her old blue pants and replaced them with new ones.

The girl may be wearing cotton autumn pants inside, but she still feels a lot slimmer.

"Guilan, it's good-looking, it's really good-looking!" her companion shouted.

Now the front door of the pants has been replaced with a zipper, which is convenient and stylish.

Of course, this kind of pulling style can only be felt by yourself, and you can't just pull it on the street for others to see.

Although there is no mirror to look at, the girl named Guilan still notices the changes in herself, and she can feel that she seems to be a lot taller and more delicate.

This is normal, after all, the blue pants she was wearing were like sacks, where could she show the beauty of a woman's figure.

What Wan Feng has never understood is why the fabric was so tight in that era, and people made clothes and pants but made them very fat, how much fabric had to be wasted!

After comparing and comparing the front and back, Guilan finally made up her mind to buy it.

Wan Feng gave them a small cloth bag for free to pack clothes, which made them even more excited.

"I bought pants and gave them a small bag!"

These small cloth bags are made of cloth scraps, and the handiwork of such a cloth bag of three cents, what Luan Feng has at home is not worth it at all.

People who eat grains and grains will give birth to a variety of states, and as soon as Wan Feng made two businesses, he heard the conversation of another group of girls rushing over.

It's just that these conversations are a little weird.

"Huh, Yinghua, this jacket is the same as the one your subject is wearing. A few girls chattered around Wan Feng's stall.

"I bought it on the street, it's definitely not the same as this one!" said a girl.

"I feel the same way, and I want to buy one for my subject. ”

"Red pigeon, if you want to buy it, go to the street to buy it, the street is definitely better than the market, I think the quality of the market is definitely not as good as the street selling. The woman named Yinghua insisted on her point of view.

Why does this still come out and despise the chain? The tone of the street is more advanced than that of the bazaar?

This kind of woman is a special dead head, you say in front of other people's stall owners that other people's things are not as good as the street, isn't this a second goods!

But Wan Feng just looked at it with a smile and didn't argue, anyway, as long as such clothes are produced by his family now, it is the same wherever you buy it, let her say it if she likes to say it.

The woman named Yinghua is a second goods, and the one called Red Pigeon is a strong breed, and she insists that the clothes on Yinghua's object are the same as those sold in this stall.

The two women have a posture of arguing about the head.

At this time, another girl wanted to try on a women's dress, and Wan Feng left here to fool over there.

In fact, Wan Feng's clothes don't need to be fooled at all now, as long as the size fits, as long as the other party has enough money in his pocket, he basically doesn't take it off when he puts it on.

No matter how they are, it is ten thousand times stronger than the clothes they wear, which are not divided between men and women.

Just a simple waist cinch can highlight the characteristics of many women.

This girl put on new clothes and changed like a fairy in Journey to the West, and immediately increased a bit of feminine charm and beauty.

Her partner's wide-eyed eyes clapped her hands.

Wan Feng didn't need to fool around, her companion's reaction was the best proof.

"It's like a different person, and whoever sees you again will probably hit a tree. ”

"Why did you hit the tree?" asked another companion, puzzled.

"Mao Dan is not interested in Lan Lan for a day or two, do you think Lan Lan is walking on our street in this dress, Mao Dan is staring at Lan Lan and must not hit the tree!"

A few women burst into laughter.

If the girl is around, it will naturally attract the young men to come over and join in the fun, and Wan Feng finally saw four or five young men coming with a high spirit.

There was a guy in the middle who was wearing a jacket, and Wan Feng could tell at a glance that this was a style they produced.

Finally a boy took the bait, who are they not going to sell these men's jackets to?

"Yinghua, you are here for them, you asked him to come over and see, is the jacket he is wearing the same as here?"

As soon as the woman over there waved her hand, the guys walked over, and the two sides fell into an argument again.

Wan Feng thinks it's time to end this kind of pointless argument, and it's not interesting to just argue without buying.

If they were arguing all the time and didn't mean to pay for it, Wan Feng thought that they should go to the open space over there to argue and not stop here to influence him to sell things.

Wan Feng walked over and looked at the clothes on the guy's body: "You don't have to argue, they are all produced in our factory, and anything to argue about is the same." ”

Wan Feng's words were final, but they immediately aroused the doubts of the Yinghua woman.

"Where can you tell it's all the same?"

This woman's vanity is too strong, and this mentality is very rare in the countryside of Bayi, and it must be corrected.

"Don't you know if you look at the trademark, there is a trademark in the collar, can you see if it is the Fengfeng trademark?"

At that time, people didn't have trademark brand awareness, and if Wan Feng didn't say it, they didn't pay attention to the trademark at all.

The woman named Yinghua pulled open the collar of the guy's neck, and sure enough, she saw a small piece of embroidered cloth inside, and the two words on it were really Fengfeng.