Chapter 23: Wrap up your brother
From Hong Dajun's Chinese herbal medicine acquisition stand, Xiao Yang strongly asked to go home immediately, he has always been a good child, he listens to what his mother says.
The two brothers had more than 3,000 yuan on them, and Xiao Yang now looked at anyone who passed by them, his eyes were full of vigilance, almost to the point of being in the wind.
"Brother, relax, there are not so many bad people in the world." Xiao Fei patted him on the shoulder and comforted.
The money was loaded on Xiao Fei's body, and he suddenly changed from a penniless poor bastard to a small billionaire with thousands of dollars in his pocket, he was also very excited, but he was not as nervous as Xiao Yang.
Anyway, he had seen the world in his previous life, and this money had not been seen by Xiao Fei.
"Fly, don't turn around, what is there to transfer, go home and hand over the money to our parents, and this heart doesn't have to be carried all the time." Xiao Yang said with a winked eye as he looked at everyone who passed by them.
"Brother, listen to me, let's go to the North Street Market and buy some clothes or something, you see, our family hasn't bought clothes for several years, and the clothes are in tatters, and they are more miserable than asking for food, haven't you had enough of these days?" Xiao Fei persuaded.
"However, they will be unhappy if they spend money indiscriminately without their parents' consent." Xiao Yang said.
"How do you call spending money indiscriminately? Is this a legitimate expense? People live for a lifetime, eat, wear, live and travel, and if they have money, isn't it natural to buy a few clothes to wear? ”
After saying a lot of words, Xiao Yang reluctantly agreed.
The brothers rode to the market on North Street in the county seat.
There is the largest farmers' market in the county, there is a county department store, and naturally there are many stalls selling clothes.
When he arrived here, Xiao Yang pursed his lips, made no sound, and followed closely behind Xiao Fei.
Xiao Fei casually pushed the cart and walked in the crowd, and when he saw the clothes he liked on the roadside, he stopped and asked the price.
In 1996, the clothes of the roadside stalls were really cheap, a pair of pants was less than ten yuan, a short-sleeved shirt was seven or eight yuan, and a pair of sandals was only six or seven yuan.
There are cheaper ones than this, but the material is too bad for Xiao Fei to look down on.
At this time, the purchasing power of the RMB is really strong!
Xiao Fei sighed, he knows that this is still the reason why domestic prices have entered a period of strong rise since 93, if it is 93 years ago, more than 3,000 yuan can be used as 100,000 yuan for future generations!
Naturally, there are also expensive ones, in the department store of Heyang County, there is a well-known brand counter, a piece of Li Ning brand shorts costs fifty or sixty yuan, a sportswear is one or two hundred, and a pair of sneakers is more than a hundred yuan.
When shopping at the stalls, Xiao Yang couldn't stop smacking his tongue next to him, saying why is it so expensive? It's only about ten dollars to tear a piece of cloth to make a dress at home, right? Fly, let's not waste money, go home and let our mother buy some cloth at the market, Yan will make clothes, and it doesn't take much money for our family to make new clothes.
Xiao Fei said: "Brother, the style of the clothes you make is too old, and it is new from time to time, you are the one who wants to find a daughter-in-law, if you don't make yourself handsome, how can other girls look eye-catching?" ”
Xiao Yang listened, no longer spoke, just touched his head and smiled.
Xiao Fei made his own decisions, bought Xiao Yang a pair of thin pants, and bought him a short-sleeved shirt with flower stripes and a pair of beach shoes.
When I asked Xiao Yang to try on clothes, something went wrong.
The female vendor looked at Xiao Yang, who was dressed in tatters and dirty, her face was full of disdain, and she said: "If you want to buy it, you have to pay for it, you can't try it, I try to dirty my clothes, who am I selling them to?" ”
The female vendor was tall and thin, about 40 years old, dressed in a foreign style.
It's just that the high cheekbones, thin mouth pieces, and a pair of triangular eyes reveal her mean nature.
From the moment Xiao Fei and his brothers stood still in front of her stall, she stared at her like a thief, and didn't even say hello. It was clear that she didn't take the two countrymen seriously.
She thinks that these two people are at most a look, and they are not her target customers at all.
"Fly, let's go, don't buy it." Xiao Yang pulled Xiao Fei's arm uneasily.
"Brother, don't worry."
Xiao Fei comforted his brother, sighed, watching people put down dishes, this is the shallow nature of most people, his brother's current clothes are really not much better than the beggars on the side of the road, he estimates that even a stall owner who is easy to talk to is not very willing to let his brother try on clothes.
He didn't say much, he took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the stall.
"The money is fake, right?" The female vendor said meanly, put the money on the money detector and checked it, and the money was naturally real money.
Then, she immediately changed her attitude.
"Then let him try, be careful not to get dirty."
A hundred dollars can make a mean woman enthusiastic.
That's the magic of money.
When you are questioned, you don't need to say much, you can show your financial strength, and money is much more persuasive than 10,000 words.
Xiao Yang went to the fitting room to put on a new set of clothes.
When he came out of the fitting room, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Xiao Fei's eyes lit up, people rely on clothes, this is not true at all, Xiao Yang, who was wearing new clothes, immediately showed a little handsomeness, but his unkempt hair and dirty face subtracted points for him.
"Brother, you look good in this, don't take it off, just wear it on your body." Xiao Fei smiled and dragged him to the mirror and let him look at himself in the mirror.
"That's it, that's right, my clothes are just like the ones you ordered, and when you wear them, they are immediately charming!" The female vendor also helped beside her, "It's just that brother, it's time for you to get a haircut, a handsome haircut, the girl is too tempting to see it." ”
Xiao Yang looked in the mirror for a while, he also felt that he looked very good in the new clothes, and he was too beautiful, but he still shook his head and rejected Xiao Fei's proposal: "How can the new clothes be worn usually, they will deteriorate quickly, and they must be put aside until something happens." ”
"Brother, clothes are for wearing, not for cherishing, in the future, you will have a lot of new clothes, this dress is not worth anything, it is for you to wear usually." Xiao Fei said with a smile, "This eldest sister reminded me that I will go to the barber shop to give you a haircut in a while, so that you will be completely handsome." ”
"No, no!" Xiao Yang waved his hand again and again, "Go back to the village and ask Lao Wang to push me with a push knife to make it shorter." ”
"It's not up to you." Xiao Fei smiled and said, "I have to pack you up now." ”
Xiao Fei bought Xiao Yang a replacement of clothes, and then made a big purchase, buying two summer clothes for his parents and sister.
In total, it only cost more than 200 yuan.
Then, he took Xiao Yang to get a haircut.
It is said to be a belt, but it is actually a drag.
Xiao Yang didn't want to go to the barber shop in the city to get a haircut, saying that it was only a few cents for the old king who shaved his head in the village, but it cost a few yuan in the barber shop in the city.
But Xiao Fei dragged him into the barbershop, pressed him to a stool, and when his sister in a short skirt came to wash his hair, he was tamed like a cat.
The village boss will also help customers wash their hair when they give them haircuts, but how can there be a young girl's soft little hands rubbing their heads comfortably?