The happy little days of the Ye family

Father Ye returned to Ye's house with two carts of things. Mother Ye was shocked. There were too many things.

When Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye heard the sound, they quickly came out of the yard, and several people quickly moved down the fabrics and rags from Chenjia Cloth Shop.

Ye Mu brought a bowl of water to the boy from Buzhuang. The boy was really thirsty, so he took the water and drank it in big gulps.

Father Ye gave the young man a few cents for his hard work and sent him out with a torch.

Ye Mu: "Why did you buy so much fabric at once?"

"This fabric is a defective fabric from Chenjia Fabric Store. It only costs 72 yuan a piece. It is not very well woven, but the problem is not serious."

Mrs. Ye took one of them and looked at it, "Where is the weaving broken? I think it's quite good, isn't it?"

Although the lights were lit in the yard, they were not too bright, and Mrs. Ye did not notice the problem with the fabric.

Mr. Ye: "Let's move the things into the house first and then talk about it."

After moving the things into the house, Mrs. Ye and Mother Ye took a closer look at the defective fabric under the lamp.

"These fabrics must have been made by novices. There are leaks and broken threads in some places, but fortunately they are not very obvious." Ye Mu looked at the fabrics in her hands and felt that 72 cents per piece was indeed a good deal.

"There are so many things and so much fabric brought in this time, I will probably be too busy tomorrow." There are too many things, and Mrs. Ye is worried about not having enough manpower.

Cutting fabric also takes time, and customers will not be happy if they wait too long.

Father Ye: "I have an idea. One piece of cloth can be cut into 14 large pieces of cloth. One piece of cloth is 15 feet long, which is enough for an adult man to make clothes. It can also make a woman's clothes and a child's clothes." "

Old Mrs. Ye: "That's okay. How to set the price? How much does a piece of fabric cost?"

Father Ye: "It's not that the entire piece of fabric is poorly woven. The second half is ok. Those who choose first will definitely take away the good ones. At the beginning, a piece of fabric can be sold for 21 cents. The ones that are close to each other are sold for 20 yuan a piece."

Father Ye was worried that the large piece of fabric would not sell well, so he did not dare to cut all the pieces of fabric. He only took out ten pieces of fabric and asked Mother Ye and Mrs. Ye to cut them out.

Then he took out several large backpacks and sorted and packed the things together with Mr. Ye.

Early the next morning, Father Ye drove the donkey cart to the town. Except for the two brothers who were going to school, all the men, women and children of the Ye family came out to set up stalls.

Like last time, Father Ye rented two adjacent stalls. Father Ye and Mother Ye were responsible for selling fabrics and needlework, while Mrs. Ye and Mr. Ye took Ye Qingqing to sell groceries.

Father Ye and Mr. Ye unloaded the baskets from the donkey cart one by one. They placed the baskets directly on the stall without pouring out the contents, so it looked quite clean and tidy.

Father Ye placed five baskets on his back. At the front were two baskets of large pieces of fabric. One basket was gray and the other basket was tawny.

The three baskets at the back were filled with needlework, fine linen from Yang Jiabu Zhuang and fine linen from Chen Jiabu Zhuang.

Mr. Ye placed six backpacks here, each containing different goods.

The two stalls put together looked larger than the other stalls, and the items were more complete. Many people came to the stall one after another to choose things.

A 15-foot piece of burlap cost 24 cents at a cloth shop, but it was only 21 cents here. Many women came to choose fabrics.

Father Ye and Mother Ye also said very honestly that some of the fabrics were defective and some were fine, and they had to choose them by themselves.

There was the woman with quick eyes and quick hands who picked out two or three good pieces of fabric in one go, while there was also the slow-handed woman who picked out defective pieces of fabric for a long time.

The defective fabrics were cheap and several pieces were sold at once, but no one asked for the fine linen fabrics and needlework.

Ye Qingqing had a lot of miscellaneous things here, and there were many people choosing them, but only a few or two actually paid for them.

Father Ye took the red cloth and shouted loudly: "Sell cloth, cheap and good-looking cloth, sell cloth."

Father Ye's shouting was indeed effective, and suddenly several more women came to the stall.

"How much does this red fabric cost per foot?"

"This fabric is ruined. Can I buy it for 18 yuan a piece?"

"This purple fabric is beautiful. Cut it into 13 feet for me."

Father Ye and Mother Ye were busy and had to answer various questions.

Seeing this, Ye Qingqing hurriedly shouted: "The good things purchased in the county, come and take a look. They are good and cheap. They are the most popular things in the county."

Ye Qingqing's shout attracted many young girls who liked to dress up.

"This facial cream is very moisturizing. Bring me a box."

"I heard that jasmine scented soap is now popular in the county. Do you have any?"

"Little sister, get me a pair of these colorful headbands, the ones with little flowers."

This time I brought a lot of things, and after working for an hour I only sold one-third of the things. Moreover, the number of people at the market gradually began to decrease, and many people had already bought things and were ready to go back.

Several people shouted even harder, claiming that the defective fabric would cost 20 yuan a piece.

When the market came to an end, half of the items on the stall were still unsold. Ye Qingqing pouted, not happy.

Seeing that Ye Qingqing was unhappy, Mother Ye rubbed Ye Qingqing's little head and said: "You little girl, how can it be so easy to do business? Look at the other stalls in the market, many of them are not sold out. of."

Father Ye is very optimistic, "The things I brought this time are half more than last time. Although I only sold half of them, they are actually about the same as what I sold last time."

Several people began to pack up the items on the stall, taking stock of which items were selling well and which items were not popular.

The best sellers of Ye's father and Ye's mother were defective fabrics and needlework. All the defective fabrics were sold out, half of the cheap needlework was sold, and only one and a half pieces of fine linen were sold.

Ye's father carried the cloth into the donkey cart and said to Ye's mother: "The defective cloth is cheap. Everyone is buying the defective cloth. Even the fine linen cloth cannot be sold."

But thinking about it, almost all the people who come to the big market are villagers from Shiliba Village, and not many people can afford to buy fine linen fabrics.

On Ye Qingqing's side, the best-selling items are vegetable seeds and things for women's dressing. The cheap solid-color hair ties and headbands were sold out soon after the stall was set up, and half of the dried tofu in Fangjiacun was also sold.

Father Ye looked at the remaining things and knew that he should be able to earn 300 Wen from this trip. The majority of them are defective fabrics and items used by women.

Father Ye sighed: "It's still women's things that make money."

Although the cost of rouge, facial makeup, and hair oil is high, the profit is also high. The women who are looking at them will buy some to dress up.

After packing up, Father Ye took a few people to the wonton stall last time, and each of them ate a bowl of wontons.

After eating, a few people took the donkey cart and went home talking and laughing.