Yuan Miao was thinking about it here, but Wang Qiumin stopped, it turned out that he had met an acquaintance, it was the thin girl who was weird and said that she collected too much money.

In fact, if there is anything else to say to her, this kind of person doesn't pay attention to it at all, but she just blocked Wang Qiumin's way, and talked to Wang Qiumin with fake enthusiasm.

Wang Qiumin is the kind of person who can't pull her face, as long as people greet her with a smile, she can't ignore people.

No, I don't know what to say about this thin girl, in short, it's the kind of conversation that doesn't have any nutrition.

Yuan Miao couldn't stand it, of course she wanted to go to the place she picked early, but she was afraid that it would be good for people to occupy it if she went late.

Finally, the thin woman said the main content of today's conversation, that is, she still wants to find Wang Qiumin to make clothes, but can the price be two yuan less than others.

Although Yuan Miao's eyes were small, this time they widened, she wanted to take a good look at how big this woman's face was, and she was embarrassed to say such a price.

You must know that it costs only three yuan for her mother to make a skirt for people, and she will have two dollars less for a big mouth, so it is better to let her mother make one for her, which is really shameless.

Wang Qiumin is also very impatient, but she doesn't want to offend people, this woman's mouth is powerful, she can't say that she can't go out and talk nonsense outside, and if she doesn't know the truth, she will believe it.

Yuan Miaoke didn't care so much, and said to the woman with a smile: "Auntie, do you want to let your mother make a skirt for a dollar?" ”

The woman had an expression that you were not grateful to Dade for taking such a big advantage from her, and said in her mouth: "Yes, this still depends on your mother's good craftsmanship, originally our family's clothes were bought in Wangdong Department Store." ”

"Hey, Auntie, you should go to Wangdong Department Store to buy it, the clothes there look good, the materials are good, and the workmanship is fine, much better than my mother." Yuan Miao said loudly.

The woman had a contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth: "Hey, isn't this what people say about how good your mother's craftsmanship is, how good it is, and also take care of the old neighbors!" ”

Yuan Miao waved her hand: "No, no, your family is rich and powerful, and the clothes made by my mother are too low-grade, you should go to Wangdong Department Store to buy it!" No, you should go to the Zhongshan Road Department Store to buy, it is bigger than Wangdong, the things should be complete, all of them are a water of Shanghai goods, what is the strength of wearing out, that is your identity. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled Wang Qiumin to the side, leaving someone who was still shining in the clouds and mist that made Yuan Miao shoot.

This kind of person is really enough, give someone a dollar or charity, talking to her is a waste of time to take out disgusting people, it's better to stay away from such a person quickly!

The mother and daughter walked quickly, and it took the man a long time to come back to his senses, and he actually let a little baby who was less than five years old shake a little.

The thin woman shouted behind them to stop, and what did they want to say, where were Yuan Miao and Wang Qiumin willing to stand, and if they were entangled again, they would not do business or not.

Hey, when we finally got to safety, the mother and daughter stood and gasped, it was really like being chased by a dog.

How could there be such a shameless person in the world, Yuan Miao felt that what she had seen and heard in her previous life was not as strong as this woman, she had really lived for a long time. In her previous life, Wang Qiumin didn't help anyone make clothes, so she didn't have a deep impression of this woman.

After resting for a while, the mother and daughter slowly walked towards the Wangdong Department Store.

The home is indeed not far from the Wangdong Department Store, and it has just been a rapid march, and it will take eight minutes to arrive.

It's spring, and the leaves of the plane tree in front of the department store have been washed clean after the rain yesterday.

Wang Qiumin dismantled the horizontal pole and put it in place, then put on the clothes he made on a hanger and hung it on the horizontal pole.

This method is really good, people can look carefully, you must know that the current department store is not like the previous life, everything is the salesperson to give you, take the same is okay, you have to look at two more things, the salesperson's face is not good-looking, and the words are starting to sound bad, so that you have no face to continue to look.

Of course, if you don't buy it at this time, it's even more over, and the salesperson can scold you so much that you can't raise your head, and you may pick up a random piece and pay quickly, and go home to see that it is not what you want at all.

So at this time, the customer is not God, for the salesperson, the customer is the air, if you want to take care of it, you can take care of it, and if you don't want to take care of it, you don't care, this is the planned economy.

If it comes to the market economy, all the salesmen will have to be laid off, and some are willing to come to work, and if anyone is complained by customers, it will be a big trouble, and it is a matter of minutes to get out.

After Wang Qiumin put away all the clothes, he didn't dare to say hello at all, after all, people at this time felt that doing business was a shameful thing, and only when he worked in a factory or sat in an office in an agency did he feel that he was superior.

Yuan Miao saw her mother standing next to her, but her face was getting redder and redder, and her head was getting lower and lower, knowing that she would definitely not be happy when she pointed at her.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, new styles of fashion! This year's latest model in Shanghai, there are only a few sets! If you want to buy it, come now! A crisp children's voice sounded, and immediately attracted everyone on the road.

Yuan Miao added some cultivation to enter, and the whole street could hear it, but it would not feel deafening, as if someone was talking in everyone's ears.

Wang Qiumin looked at her daughter in surprise, she, she, she was so bold, she was so bold that she was shouting on the street like this.

When the fashionable young girls heard the latest fashion in Shanghai, they couldn't help but gather around three or four of them, and when they saw that the style was really novel and very good-looking, they chattered about the price.

This was said at home, and Yuan Miao reported it with a small mouth: "The skirts are all eighteen yuan a piece, and the coats are all thirty yuan a piece." ”

"It's so expensive, it's more expensive than a department store." A girl said unconvinced.

Yuan Miao glanced at her and said slowly: "Then you go to the department store to have a look, is their style as good as ours?" I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing goods. ”

Everyone looked at her little radish head, and they were a little surprised when she talked one by one, and the girl just now said: "Little friend, you know how to come out to set up a stall to make money at such a young age?" It's advanced enough! ”

"It's all about contributing to socialism, not about age!" Yuan Miao replied without raising her head.

Everyone burst out laughing, the atmosphere was good, and everyone started to be funny with Yuan Miao word by word. (To be continued.) )