Han Chunlei picked up the collar of the half-cut body, looked at it seriously, and said, "Brother Quan, this is a fake shirt." ”

"yes, I'll just say it's a fake shirt. Zhang Xilu echoed.

Cai Jingquan glanced at Zhang Xilu and sneered: "I said that you kid doesn't know the goods!"

After sarcastically mocking Zhang Xilu, he gave Han Chunlei a thumbs up and said, "It's still Brother Chunlei who knows the goods!"

"Hey, Brother Quan, why?"

At this time, Zhang Xilu was a little unhappy, and asked loudly: "I said this is a fake shirt, and Chunlei also said that this is a fake shirt." Why does he know the goods, but I don't know the goods? Don't take such obvious retaliation, Brother Quan!"

"Revenge ball, I don't think you understand fart. ”

Cai Jingquan looked at Zhang Xilu with disdain, and said, "You still say that this is a defective product." ”

Zhang Xilu nodded and said, "This fake shirt is only half a piece, isn't it a defective product?"

"So you kid doesn't know anything, you don't know the goods!" Cai Jingquan pursed his lips and replied angrily.

The more Zhang Xilu listened, the more confused he became, and he was probably confused by Cai Jingquan's words.

"Okay, Brother Quan, don't go around him, it will be hard to go around again, and it will be hard to estimate how much one plus one equals. I'll tell him. ”

Han Chunlei shook his head with a smile at Cai Jingquan, then took the half-cut collar in his hand and said to Zhang Xilu: "Brother Xilu, this is not a defective product, nor is it a fake shirt, but its name is a fake shirt." Of course, there are also places where it is called a false collar. Shanghainese people are called thrifty collars, and the northwest side is also called poor people's beauty. ”

"Huh?"

When Zhang Xilu heard Han Chunlei say this, he subconsciously leaned down and took out a fake shirt from the cardboard box, gestured at himself, and said suspiciously: "According to what you say, someone really wears this thing as a shirt?"

"It's not that people wear it as a shirt, it's that a lot of people wear it. Han Chunlei corrected.

Zhang Xiluqi said: "Many people are wearing it, why haven't I seen anyone wearing this in Hongqi Village?"

"Hahaha, you don't see anyone wearing this fake collar in the summer. In autumn and winter, wear a false collar underneath and a sweater or jacket on the outside. And the people who wear this fake collar are those who want to be decent to work in the city unit, or the young people who are fashionable in the city. So it's normal that you can't see it in Hongqi Village. ”

Han Chunlei patiently explained: "Let's just say that in our Changhe Commune, it is estimated that only those who work in the commune or are leaders in state-owned units will wear this fake collar." Otherwise, ordinary people, either who go to the field to grow grain, or work in the workshop, who will wear this fancy thing?"

Han Chunlei said as he tried on the fake collar.

He unbuttoned the placket, then put the half collar on himself, then sewed two cloth straps under the collar, directly over the shoulders to prevent the collar from retracting, and finally rebuttoned the three buttons, and this was all right.

After putting on the fake collar, Han Chunlei stretched his arms, turned around, looked at Zhang Xilu, and said, "See, it's like I wear it like this." Go back, put a sweater on the outside, and leave the collar exposed, who can tell that this is a fake collar?"

"Well, it's like that. ”

Zhang Xilu circled around Han Chunlei and said in amazement: "According to what you say, all the city people I saw before who wore shirts and sweaters on the outside wore like this?"

Han Chunlei smiled, unbuttoned it again and took off the fake collar, and then said: "There are also some decent people in suits and ties, and they are still wearing fake collars inside, and others can't see it anyway, right?"

"Haha, I used to think they were all wearing long-sleeved shirts, but I didn't expect this shirt to have half a collar. There are really many tricks and routines in the city. Zhang Xilu said happily, this time he really gained knowledge.

Cai Jingquan interjected on the side: "Isn't everyone able to change and wash a few long-sleeved shirts a year? You don't want to think about it, how many feet and inches of cloth can a city person receive a year? A long-sleeved shirt costs about 1.5 meters of cloth, and if this cloth ticket is used to buy shirts, then do you still need to buy cloth to make bed sheets, quilt covers, pillowcases, curtains, and clothes and pants for the whole family? When it comes to the Chinese New Year, the children will not make new clothes with their bare feet? So, if you want to wear a decent shirt and have enough cloth tickets for the whole family, do you have to buy a fake collar?"

"Yes, Brother Quan is telling the truth, the national cloth is very tight, so this fake collar is very popular everywhere. Han Chunlei said, "If I'm not mistaken, this fake collar should have come out of Shanghai first." ”

Cai Jingquan nodded and said, "It was indeed the first to become popular in Shanghai back then. At that time, the cloth ticket was tight, but there was no need for a ticket to buy a piece of cloth, so the Shanghainese who loved beauty and could live a good life bought a piece of cloth from the garment factory to make this kind of fake collar, and in just a few years, people in the city all over the country began to wear this fake collar. ”

"I see, I didn't expect this little fake collar to have so much knowledge. ”

After Zhang Xilu finished speaking, he looked at Han Chunlei and said strangely: "Chunlei, no one in your Chai Jiawu wears this fake collar, right?

This question really stopped Han Chunlei.

He does know the ins and outs of the fake collar, because his parents before his rebirth were the young people of the generation who wore the fake collar to catch up with the fashion, even if the living conditions were better later, his father still loved this fake collar, and every year he would let Taobao buy two fake collars, saying that when he went out to travel, it was easy to change and wash with two pieces, and it was light and easy to clean.

He once asked his father why he liked to wear fake collars so much. The old man said that when he was young, he loved to be fashionable, but he was really poor, so he could only wear a fake collar. Later, the country carried out reform and opening up, the salary was higher, the living conditions were better, he also had a family with a wife and children, and he wanted to be thrifty, so he still wore a fake collar. Later, when he retired, although he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking anymore, he was also used to wearing clothes and couldn't give it up.

Cai Jingquan thought it was funny when he saw Zhang Xilu ask this, shook his head and quipped: "Xilu, so this is the gap between you and the Chunlei brothers, understand? He is called Zhizhi, and you are called a turtle! You know? Otherwise, when you two come out to do business, why is he in charge, not you?"

"You ......"

Zhang Xilu was sarcastically ridiculed by Cai Jingquan's face was red, and he almost didn't come up in a breath.

"Brother Quan, that's not what I said. I only found out about this thing when a relative wore this fake collar and heard him tell him about the origin of this thing. ”

Of course, Han Chunlei can't let Zhang Xilu be squeezed by Cai Jingquan with words, no matter what, Zhang Xilu and him are revolutionary comrades-in-arms on the same front, and he can't let Zhang Xilu be bullied by outsiders.

Then, he explained to Zhang Xilu: "Brother Xilu, do you remember that I have an uncle who is a teacher in Changhe Middle School? His fake collar was sent to him by a classmate in Shanghai. ”

"Your uncle?"

Zhang Xilu heard him say this, and indeed heard Han Chunlei say that he had an aunt who married in their Hongqi Village, and his eldest uncle was still a celebrity in Zhang Xilu's Hongqi Village, because he was radical in his thinking during the Cultural ~ Revolution, and he was locked up for talking nonsense after drinking, he had heard of this person. I heard Han Chunlei say before that his eldest uncle hadn't been released yet. However, at present, they are all working on reversing unjust, false and wrongful cases, and it is estimated that they will be released soon.

Yes, his uncle is a cultural person, and he has classmates in Shanghai, so it is normal to wear a fake collar and a sweater to pretend to be an elephant.

Seeing Zhang Xilu's clear look, Han Chunlei knew that this explanation could perfectly dispel Zhang Xilu's doubts. So he no longer continued to revolve around this topic, but diverted the conversation and asked Cai Jingquan in a serious way: "Brother Quan, how much cash ~ goods do you have for this fake collar?"

"How many pieces of cash ~ goods? I calculate, I have three cardboard boxes of false collars at home, there should be 300 small pieces, right?"

Cai Jingquan made a rough estimate, smiled, shook his head at Han Chunlei and said, "But Brother Chunlei, don't think that my brother doesn't like what he says, as for the two hundred yuan you brought, although he is not old or young, I am afraid that he will not be able to eat this batch of cash~ goods." ”

"We really only have 200 dollars. ”

In business, Han Chunlei didn't feel that Cai Jingquan's words were unpleasant, and asked, "Brother Quan, how much do you plan to sell this fake collar?"

"As far as I know, in our department store, a fake collar sells for two dollars eight. In Shanghai's department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives, it should start with three yuan and five. As for your shopping malls and supply and marketing cooperatives in Hangzhou, how can you still sell them for three yuan and eighty-one pieces? And this is still the price of the official Gabu ticket. ”

Cai Jingquan seemed to have done his homework, and then lowered his voice slightly, and continued: "If you secretly sell it in private, if you don't want to distribute tickets and only need RMB, you should be able to add another two to three percent of the price." As you know, whether it's on your side or ours, whether it's fake collar bell bottoms, cigarettes, beer, and toad glasses, they are all in demand. ”

Han Chunlei admitted that Cai Jingquan was telling the truth, and he also knew his purpose of laying so much, so he said bluntly: "Yes, that's right, now people all over the country want to wear fancy clothes and good-looking pants." Unified purchase and sales, purchase with tickets, is definitely unable to meet the living needs of ordinary people everywhere at present. Otherwise, we wouldn't have traveled all the way to Shenzhen to pound the goods in demand. So, Brother Quan, how much is your ex-factory price?"

"Okay, brother, you are bright, Brother Quan, I am also real!"

Cai Jingquan stretched out two fingers, gestured, and said: "I will give you the ex-factory price of two yuan a piece, even if you return to Hangzhou, you sell it at the same price as the supply and marketing cooperative, and you can earn a fake collar for a piece of eight!

"Not good!"

Han Chunlei suddenly frowned, looked at Cai Jingquan and shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "I'm open, but Brother Quan, you're not real at all! Brother Xilu, let's go!"

"Wait, don't go yet. ”

Cai Jingquan stopped Han Chunlei and asked, "Chunlei, why am I not real? How can I be real with a profit margin of eight? You are saying one, two, three!"

"You want one, two, three, right?"

Han Chunlei shrugged, smiled disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Okay, I'll tell you one, two, three!"