At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jingmei dragged her big bag to work.
When she came back, the two originally bulging bags were completely empty.
At the same time, she brought back a thick stack of banknotes.
"Yi Zi, fifty woven bags are not enough to sell! We have to make more."
"Cousin, don't worry, I will find a way to increase production."
Liu Ye thought that she should discuss it with Qian Meifeng.
Ask her to find a few more acquaintances to help her knit together.
"Yi Zi, you have done so much again!"
Zhao Jingmei was very happy when she saw the woven bags piled up like a hill in the corner.
"I'll bring it to the workers tomorrow!"
"Cousin, these bags cannot be taken to the textile factory!"
Liu Ye immediately spoke to stop him.
"Why can't you take it with you? I've already collected money from them."
On this day, Zhao Jingmei was really merciless in accepting money.
"Cousin, we have to take these bags to Huating Road. Think about it, are there more people in the Third Textile Factory or Huating Road?"
"You're right! We need to open up more markets."
When Liu Ye mentioned it, the smart Zhao Jingmei immediately understood.
How can the people of the Third Textile Factory compare with the passenger flow of Huating Road?
…
After a hasty dinner, Liu Ye and Zhao Jingmei set off for Huating Road, and Zhao Dagang followed them as usual.
But today, they did not ride bicycles.
Instead, Zhao Dagang specially rode the tricycle purchased by the canteen.
There are more than sixty woven bags that cannot be pulled through by bicycle.
The tricycle was slower, and by the time we arrived at Huating Road, it was almost half past seven.
As usual, a lot of people gathered in front of Aunt Li's stall, all of whom seemed to be waiting for Willow Leaf.
"finally come!"
"That's her. The hair clips and hair ties she sells are beautiful and easy to use."
…
Many people recognized Liu Ye and swarmed around her, buying hairpins and hair ties from her.
"I'm sorry! We don't sell hairpins and hair ties today!"
Liu Ye raised her voice and said slightly apologetically.
"Ah? If you don't sell it anymore, what are you selling?"
Everyone saw the bulging cloth bag on the tricycle and didn't know what was inside.
"Today we are selling woven bags for five yuan each!"
Zhao Jingmei responded quickly.
At the same time, quickly pull open the cloth bag placed on the tricycle to reveal the woven bag inside.
"Wow! It's so beautiful!"
“What a special bag, this is the first time I’ve seen it!”
"Five dollars...it's quite expensive!"
…
Everyone was talking a lot.
Some people think the price is too high, while others have already spotted the bag they like at a glance and make a decision immediately to buy it.
Most of the people who paid after taking a few glances were regular customers of Liuye who had bought hairpins and hair ties from her.
Believe in the quality of what Willow Ye sells.
The reason why they bought it first was because they knew that if they bought it late, it would be difficult to buy it.
When they were buying hair clips and hair ties two days ago, they managed to get them.
For a moment, Liu Ye didn't even have time to put the woven bags on the table before they started selling them.
In a short time, a dozen bags were sold.
Seeing that there are fewer and fewer woven bags, people who were hesitant because of the price also decided to buy them.
If you don’t take action, they will be robbed soon!
The flow of people continues to flock to the tricycles, and the number of woven bags is getting less and less.
When there were only two woven bags left, Liu Ye shouted loudly: "Today's bags are all sold out, please come back tomorrow!"
"Huh? Aren't there two more?"
"That's right! Aren't there two more here?"
…
Everyone asked angrily, pointing to the woven bags clearly displayed on the tricycle.
"Sorry, these two packages were reserved by others."
Liu Ye smiled slightly and explained patiently.
She wanted to keep these two bags for Tang Ting.
"What? Can I still reserve one? Then I want to reserve one too."
“I want to make a reservation too!”
"I also want!"
…
When I heard that reservations were available, the crowd immediately became excited.
"Everyone, be quiet! We can't accept that many reservations, we can only accept twenty at most!"
Liu Ye raised two fingers towards everyone.
She can't just do booking business, she must open up the market.
"Can I pay for it now? I'll pick it up tomorrow."
I heard that they only accepted twenty reservations, so people immediately took out money and tried to give it to Liu Ye.
As the first person started to pay, the people around him also followed suit and paid together.
"No, no, no, don't give me money!"
Countless hands stuffed with money are regarded by Liuye as a scourge.
Liu Ye waved her hands repeatedly and took several steps back.
"How can I make a reservation if I don't take any money?"
"How about... you write down your names and pick them up by name tomorrow!"
Liu Ye had an idea and thought of a good idea.
She borrowed paper and pen from Aunt Li and asked everyone to write down their names one by one.
However, there were more than forty names written down, far more than twenty.
"Can we buy it tomorrow?"
"Girl, we queued up together, so we have to have our share tomorrow, right?"
…
Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Liu Ye nodded helplessly.
"Okay, as long as the name is written here, I guarantee that I can buy it tomorrow."
Liu Ye had just made the promise, and the onlookers cheered warmly.
After a while, everyone left happily.
It's great to be able to buy woven bags tomorrow without having to compete with others.
As soon as the crowd dispersed, Liuye breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman who snatches the bag is really scary, whether it is in modern times or in the 1980s, it is the same.
Looking at Liu Ye's relieved expression, Zhao Jingmei smiled and said: "If I had known this would happen, I might as well have sold these two bags directly. Who knows if the young lady yesterday will come!"
Because of his high status, he might never come to Huating Road again.
"It will come!"
Willow Ye replied firmly.
For some reason, she just felt that Tang Ting would definitely come.
"Yi Zi, Mei Zi, look at it, is that the girl over there from yesterday?"
Suddenly, Zhao Dagang pointed to the black car not far away.
A short girl with a round face was getting out of the car.
"is her!"
Liuye remembered the license plate number of the black car yesterday.
The person who got out of the car was none other than Tang Ting.
"Oh my God! Who is she? She drove her own car here."
Tang Ting got out of the driver's seat. Zhao Jingmei saw her and covered her mouth in surprise.
These days, driving a motorcycle can attract everyone's attention. People who own private cars are really rare.
And there are only a handful of girls who drive.
"Maybe, that car belongs to her family..."
Zhao Dagang guessed in a low voice.
However, even if it belongs to her family, it shows that this short girl's family conditions are very favorable.