Time flies. When Jiang Lu received the reply from Zhao Bin, she also received the batch of clothes.

"You sell clothes first, and you can count as much as you sell."

This is the original words in Zhao Bin's letter. Jiang Lu looked at it and felt a little hesitant.

This person believed her without reservation, which made her feel a little worried. After all, she was married, so she had to take care of Zhou Chunhe's feelings.

But Zhou Chunhe didn't mind at all, but instead praised Zhao Bin as a person who was very nice.

"Are you stupid? There is no free lunch in the world, understand?" Jiang Lu reminded.

"Isn't this coming!" Zhou Chunhe smiled, "We have a vertical and vertical clothes in our hands. Even if he asks us to pay now, we won't lose anything. Besides, the price has not been negotiated yet, so we have the final say on how much to give."

"Hehe." Jiang Lu smiled. He was right, but not what he thought.

But the end of the year has come, and Jiang Lu was moved to see the large number of cotton jackets. If she sells them, it will be all white money!

Tomorrow, I will go to the county town to set up a stall and officially set up a stall.

Jiang Lu found a genuine cotton jacket from this era, dark green, with dark patterns of peonies printed on it, and was dignified and elegant, so she handed it over to the old lady.

"How do you look like my outfit?" Jiang Lu walked out and asked Zhou Chunhe in front of the mirror.

Mrs. Zhou was so happy that she went to the house to look in the mirror.

"Why don't you? I saw many people wearing this style when I went out to the street." Zhou Pozi retorted.

"I have to sell Zhao Bin's wholesale at the end of the year." Jiang Lu and Zhou Chunhe put out their clothes while placing them on the ground.

"Damn, it's like someone coming out of TV."

Zhou Chunhe raked his hair with his hand, inserted one hand into the pocket of his jeans, pointed forward with the other hand, and sang: "The wind continued to blow, I couldn't bear to stay away, and I also had tears in my heart, and I didn't want to cry to look at you."

Mrs. Zhou was stunned when she looked at the sacks of clothes.

"I looked like you two from afar, but I didn't expect it was you two!" Fu Peiya walked over and said incredibly.

When we arrived at the county town, the genius was dawn. People working on the street and buying groceries came and went on bicycles, making it bustling.

Zhou Chunhe shook his head. He had no idea at all. Can she wear the windbreaker and bell-bottom trousers?

"Pick one, Zhou Huang, it depends on how filial your wife is." Zhou Chunhe took the opportunity to say.

When Fu Peiya was wearing it, Jiang Lu didn't say anything and gave her a thumbs up, "It looks good, you just wear it like this. If someone asks you where you bought it-"

Jiang Lu silently calculated the time and felt a sudden sigh of relief: Damn, she seemed to have sang too early!

Jiang Lu gave Fu Peiya a pair of overalls and a loose coat, which she could wear even with a big belly now.

"Let's talk about it." Jiang Lu rushed over.

Fu Peiya didn't sell anything on this day, but she saw Jiang Lu selling clothes, and she was happier than she sold herself.

"Mom, please choose one for the New Year." Jiang Lu said.

Fu Peiya just came over and opened the door.

"If I hadn't met you, where would I be, how was my life, and whether I should cherish my life--"

Jiang Lu opened like this.

"When my field is finished, I'll come and build a shed for you." Zhou Chunhe volunteered.

Zhou Chunhe, wearing this outfit, dared not look at him.

"Here, I bought it there at the door." Fu Peiya pointed.

"Look, it's just right, it makes you look so elegant and wealthy." Zhou Chunhe showed off his cultural reserves again.

"Try this one, mom."

I have to say that Jiang Lu knows how to do business, and when she goes, she is a signboard. More importantly, she knows how to match. No matter who comes, with Jiang Lu's help, she can choose a perfect dress.

"It looks good, if you don't believe me, go and look in the mirror." Jiang Lu also said.

"It's really a waste of fabric. Anyone who wears these pants must be used as a broom to sweep the floor."

Jiang Lu stopped singing, "Hurry up, I have to go to the stall. I'm too late and I won't have a good seat."

Otherwise, the old lady was still aware of the goods, so she took a windbreaker and a pair of pants. The key was that the pants were bell-bottom pants.

However, Jiang Lu did not give him too many choices. The next day, she asked Zhou Chunhe to wear bell-bottom pants and a denim leather jacket with cotton inside.

"I only care about you, Teresa Teng." Jiang Lu said.

When Jiang Lu heard this, she knew that this was his brother's "The Wind Continues to Blow", and immediately wrote a song called Teresa Teng's "I Only Care about You".

Mrs. Zhou was disappointed and compared again, reluctantly throwing it back.

"All these are your clothes?" Fu Peiya stared at her eyes.

After looking at it, Mrs. Zhou hesitated and put a condom on her body.

Mrs. Zhou put it on her and couldn't let it go.

Mrs. Zhou has never been a polite person, and she forgot her usual unhappiness, and she plunged into a sack and picked up her clothes.

"It's not good to do this. Go to my store to get the clothes rack and stick out the clothes."

Can she debut on the spot? Even if she doesn’t have the voice like Teresa Teng, she can be a lyricist!

Jiang Lu was careful in her heart. She planned to send a letter to test it. If it works, what else would she set up a stall or sell clothes, and her life would be at its peak.

"Mom, be careful, you can't take these pants!" Zhou Chunhe stopped him.

"Okay, you're doing this." Jiang Lu said with a smile.

The two went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative.

"I think it's OK. If you wear big-headed leather shoes, you are the most beautiful boy on this street." Jiang Lu praised.

Moreover, the supply and marketing cooperative is located at the intersection of two avenues, and people coming and going have to pass by here. When they see this fashionable clothes, they can't help but stop and take a look and ask.

It's really weird, Jiang Lu can't figure it out.

As soon as Fu Peiya turned around and entered the store, a man came, pointing at Fu Peiya's clothes and said, "Comrade, get me a coat on you. My wife is pregnant, and she is worried that she can't buy a suitable clothes."

"How do I wear this?" Zhou Chunhe asked after picking up his jeans.

"That's what it means!"

"Mom, without your code, the zipper cannot be pulled up." Jiang Lu said.

"Damn, damn, it's even more beautiful than the singers on TV!" Zhou Chunhe screamed.

Mrs. Zhou glared at him, "You can't wear this, you can't wear that, what should I choose?" She was angry.

"Good look?" Zhou Po Zi asked Xiang Jiang Lu. She always farted about her son's opinions.

He has watched TV, and in this era, Hong Kong and Taiwan stars began to influence young people from all over the country.

"I'll bring it to you." Fu Peiya continued.

"Sing it to me that night." Zhou Chunhe became addicted to it.

"I'll pick one?" Zhou Pozi said secretly.

"Wife, it's pretty good to sing again." Zhou Chunhe said again.

So Jiang Lu didn't make cotton clothes for the New Year, and planned to choose one of these clothes from this batch. The clothes from the south were trendy and there was no sign of a backlog of goods at all.

"You don't have to worry, you are tall enough." Jiang Lu said.

"You can't wear this windbreaker, right?" Zhou Chunhe was really his own son, and Tong Yan Wuji said.

She didn't expect that the world in this book would have an intersection with the real world!

"I'll bring the sewing machine tomorrow." Jiang Lu said with a gap.

Because she didn't know the purchase price, Jiang Lu estimated that she would sell it. The coat started with ten yuan, and the base shirt was only three yuan, five yuan, and the jeans were a little more expensive, twenty yuan. She had learned that denim products were very expensive at this time.

"Has she published this song? I know that her song has many stories in the small town, full of joy and joy..." Zhou Chunhe hummed.

"Forget it, it's inconvenient for me to go to the field." Zhou Chunhe threw it back and refused.

But as soon as this thought came out, her heart became faintly uneasy, and it was not until Jiang Lu gave up that feeling of uneasiness calmed down.

"Actually, it's best to build a shed, but it's too late today." Jiang Lu said.

Zhou Chunhe frowned when he heard this, "What's your name for this song? It sounds so good."

Jiang Lu didn't have time to be polite, so she stuffed a set of clothes and said, "Change on my clothes and promote it to me."

"What are you doing?" Fu Peiya was puzzled.

"They change clothes for those who buy clothes on the spot, and cut them for free if they have long trousers."

"You are really willing to go out, so you can save 20 cents for one trouser leg!"

"I can't bear to leave my children and can't trap the wolf, and I can't come back." Jiang Lu said with a smile.
Chapter completed!