Yang Liu felt sorry for Lin Zhiyu, but she also knew that the pain in his heart could not be healed by a few light words of comfort. After the child was brought up, he would slowly soothe it through the love between himself and the child.

At this time, Yang Liu suddenly saw several girls surrounding Zhong Zhipeng's tricycle by the lake. Zhong Zhipeng also saw them, smiled and waved and shouted: "Brother, sister-in-law, are you guys coming to visit the East Lake too?"

The two walked over, and the girls surrounding the tricycle secretly looked at Lin Zhiyu and Yang Liu.

"These clothes are all made by my sister-in-law. They are all the most popular styles in the provincial capital. You can't find such beautiful skirts in the city, not to mention our county."

Zhong Zhipeng said with a blushing face. The girls all looked at Yang Liu in surprise. Seeing that she was too young, they hesitated: "Really or not?"

Yang Liu smiled and nodded: "Actually, even provincial capitals don't have the same styles. These are all designed by me."

The girls looked at Yangliu's clothes, they were just ordinary shirts, but if they looked closely they could see the cut and fit, and the fabric seemed a little different.

She had a smile on her lips, delicate facial features, and an elegant temperament, which matched well with the handsome and elegant man around her.

A tall girl with big eyes pointed to a skirt with a belt and asked, "I like this one, but it feels a little short. If I put it on, my knees would be exposed."

Yang Liu gestured with the skirt. It was really a bit short. To people of later generations, it was nothing, but to people today, it was just too short.

"Otherwise, I'll tailor one for you, according to your size. If you have any ideas, you can tell me."

The girl was very happy and asked Yangliu to help her measure the size while telling her a lot of requirements.

Several other girls also clamored for customization. Yang Liu smiled and said: "I will charge an extra five yuan for customization. Please think clearly."

The other girls shook their heads, and the tall girl was also stunned, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "I still have to do it."

A friend next to him joked: "She is going on a blind date next week. The man is not an ordinary person, so he needs to dress up well."

The tall girl raised her hand and was about to hit her, but a blush flew over her face, giving her a hint of beauty.

Yang Liu looked at her with a smile. She was tall, her shoulders were a bit broad, her joints were larger, her hips were slightly wider, and her waist was quite thin.

With this in mind, custom-made clothes are not just made according to the customer's size, but also to make the best use of strengths and avoid weaknesses to highlight the customer's strengths.

Finally, I decided to pick up the goods from Zhong Zhipeng here tomorrow morning.

Zhong Zhipeng originally thought that he had lost an order of business, but when he heard that he still wanted to get the goods from himself, he immediately beamed.

"I will set up a stall here from now on. You are welcome to introduce some customers to me."

This man's mind was very flexible, and he immediately decided to set up a stall here from now on. He had already thought about opening a clothing store when he made money. Even if Yangliu gave him few clothes, he could go to the provincial capital to purchase goods and sell them.

Clothes are better than stationery and make a lot of money.

Except for the tall girl, only one of these people bought a plaid skirt.

It was painful that I handed over the 20 yuan and went out, but as soon as I received the skirt, I immediately started to smile happily and left with my friends.

"You sold it for twenty, no wonder you didn't sell a few." Yang Liu joked, thinking that this person is quite ruthless.

Zhong Zhipeng said with a sneer: "Sister-in-law, the goods you gave me are too little, so I can only sell them slowly. It is more expensive, but you can always meet someone who knows the goods."

Yang Liu suddenly asked: "How is the house you helped me find?"

Zhong Zhipeng spread his hands: "It's really hard to find. Everyone has to live on their own, so few people want to sell."

"Well, I won't look for it for now, but if you want to sell clothes, you'd better find a permanent store and a dressing room."

"Changing room? I understand, we just let everyone try it on on the spot and buy it if you are satisfied." Zhong Zhipeng nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "But I'm afraid I don't have enough money. Do you want to do it with me, sister-in-law?"

?”

His purpose was not just for money, but to tie Yang Liu to death. How could Yang Liu not understand his thoughts? He smiled and shook his head: "I will not get involved in your affairs, so as not to cause trouble with my friends in the future."

You don’t even have to do it. Don’t worry, I will make your order.”

After receiving such a guarantee, Zhong Zhipeng was satisfied.

Yang Liu asked again: "Do you know the person who repaired the house?"

"Brother, sister-in-law, do you want to build a house?" Zhong Zhipeng was a little frightened. He knew that the two of them had just come from the countryside and it was not easy to get land in the city.

"Well, Zhiyu's grandmother left him a house, and we want to renovate it."

"My eldest uncle's family is a carpenter, and his younger brother is a mason. They have twenty or thirty people who specialize in helping people repair houses and make furniture. I will go to them tonight to ask. I guarantee that my brother and sister-in-law will be satisfied with their craftsmanship.

"

Yang Liu was very happy and asked Zhong Zhipeng to ask his uncle to wait for them here around ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

The next day, Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu arrived at the East Lake with their ironed skirts. The tall girl had been waiting beside Zhong Zhipeng's tricycle early. She was accompanied by a middle-aged woman who looked similar to her. They must be mother and daughter.

However, this middle-aged woman didn't look very good-looking, and she frequently rolled her eyes at Zhong Zhipeng.

When Yangliu walked in, the girl tugged on her mother's arm and nuzzled at Yangliu. The middle-aged woman also turned her head and looked over.

Yang Liu smiled and said: "Good morning!"

Zhong Zhipeng hurriedly greeted: "Brother, sister-in-law, good morning!"

The tall girl smiled and nodded: "Good morning, this is my mother. She said she wanted to come and see for herself."

The middle-aged woman raised her chin slightly and looked at Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu from top to bottom with sharp eyes. At first glance, she was used to being strong and arrogant.

"Let me see what clothes you want for twenty-five cents? Let me tell you, although we don't use cloth tickets now, we don't allow you people to bid randomly. Be careful, I will sue you for speculation."

People at this time felt "inferior" even if they worked in private enterprises. Those small traders who opened shops were called self-employed. They were "unorganized people" and homeless people who were not protected by the system. Of course, they could not make it.

How long will it take before there will be "10,000-yuan households"? After that, the reputation of self-employed people will be different.

But nowadays, people like Zhong Zhipeng, who sells clothes on a tricycle, are not even self-employed in the eyes of middle-aged women, and she doesn't want to deal with them.

Yang Liu's face turned cold: "Comrade, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. You and I have no enmity in the past and have no enmity in the recent days. Why put such a heavy hat on my head? Business is not about benevolence and righteousness. If you

If you think it’s expensive, you don’t have to, we’re not forcing you to have it.”

After finishing speaking, he said to Zhong Zhipeng: "Zhong Zhipeng, return the ten yuan deposit this girl gave her. This skirt is not for sale. You can hang it as a sign. If anyone asks, just say that this skirt is thirty-one yuan. No."
Chapter completed!