After Liu Ye bought the shoes, the three of them left the shoe shop.
Zhao Jingmei took Liu Ye to many other display cabinets selling clothes, trying to get Liu Ye to choose a dress that suited her liking.
However, it is impossible for Liu Ye, who has lived in the 21st century for more than 20 years, to fall in love with clothes from the 1980s.
Seeing Liu Ye's decisive refusal, Zhao Jingmei had to give up the idea of buying clothes for her.
After shopping around in New World Department Store, there was nothing to buy, so Liuye was ready to go home.
Go back now, just in time to go home for lunch.
"Cousin, cousin, let's go back!"
"Yes, yes, it's getting late!"
Zhao Jingsong echoed.
He showed little interest in going shopping with two girls.
"Okay... let's go!"
Zhao Jingmei originally planned to use her sharp eyes to choose two beautiful clothes for Liu Ye.
Unfortunately, Liu Ye had her own ideas and didn't want to buy clothes at all, and Zhao Jingmei also lost interest.
There are so many people coming and going in Shinsegae Department Store, and it’s so hot that people are sweating profusely. It’s better to go home early and blow on the fan.
When leaving the mall, he walked to the display cabinet at the exit. Liu Ye saw what was on the table and suddenly stopped.
Zhao Jingmei followed her gaze and asked in a low voice: "Yi Zi, do you want to buy hairpins?"
It turned out that Liuye's attention was attracted by a shop selling headwear.
"No, I don't want to buy hairpins."
The reason why she stopped was because she saw a cardboard box standing on the stand. On the paper box was written - big sale, hairpins are 50 cents each.
Next to the cardboard case is a pile of finger-length and colorful plastic hairpins.
This is too ugly!
"Such an ugly hairpin costs 50 cents each, or is it a promotion? This is too expensive!"
This price makes Liuye speechless.
These hairpins, made of blue or purple glass, are so ugly that it’s really eye-catching, and they’re so expensive.
"It costs 50 cents each, which is not expensive at all! Our colleagues in the factory all buy hairpins like this."
In Zhao Jingmei's view, women who can go to New World Department Store to buy things don't care about fifty cents.
Fifty cents for a hairpin is not expensive at all!
Liu Ye thought about it carefully, and when she was shopping in the mall, there were indeed many young girls with such hairpins on their heads.
"If you give me fifty cents, I promise to make you a hairpin that is a hundred times more beautiful!"
"Can you still make hairpins?"
Zhao Jingmei asked in disbelief.
"of course!"
This simplest one-word clip is just a small long strip of colored acrylic plate glued to the clip.
"If you can make it, I promise to pay for it!"
Zhao Jingmei answered cheerfully, obviously not believing Liu Ye's words.
She doesn't know how to do it herself, how could Liu Ye, a little girl who just came from the country, do it?
Zhao Jingmei's words gave Liu Ye a flash of inspiration.
That’s right! Why doesn’t she make her own hairpins and sell them?
Before time travel, she loved DIY and making all kinds of things.
These ugly hairpins can be sold for fifty cents each. With your own aesthetics and exquisite hand-made hairpins, you can definitely sell them.
She only needs to buy a few duckbill clips and decorate them with some rags to make beautiful hairpins.
The Shanghai girl has such a high pursuit of beauty, the hairpins she makes will definitely be very popular.
"Let's go! Cousin, take me to buy a clip quickly."
Liu Ye made up her mind and took action immediately, pulling Zhao Jingmei away immediately.
"If you want to buy a clip, don't you find it here...where else can you buy it?"
Zhao Jingmei was dragged away by Liu Ye and asked in confusion.
"What I want is not these, but the bare clips without decoration."
Willow Ye explained as she walked.
"What do you want a clamp like that for?"
"Cousin, please stop asking so many questions and take me to buy it quickly!"
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Finally, Zhao Jingmei took Liu Ye to a small alley not far from New World Department Store.
In the shade of the alley, there was an old lady who set up a stall, selling the simplest rubber bands and black clips.
The duckbill clip that Liuye wanted to buy was also available at the small stall.
This kind of clip has no decoration at all and is sold very cheaply. Usually only elderly mothers and aunts will buy it.
Young girls all like bright colors.
The old lady's stall only has one medium-sized duckbill clip, and you can buy twenty of them for one dollar.
Liuye bought sixty of them for three yuan in one go.
She originally wanted to buy a hundred clips for five yuan, but unfortunately they didn't have that many clips in total.
"Cousin, why did you buy so many clamps? How long will they last?"
Zhao Jingsong looked at Liu Ye holding a large bag of clips in his hand, puzzled.
"I don't have to! When I go back, I will decorate these clips and then sell them."
Willow Ye made no secret of her plans.
"What? Are you really going to sell hairpins?"
Zhao Jingmei's eyes widened and she looked straight at Liu Ye.
How could she have imagined that Liuye was really going to sell hairpins just by saying it casually?
"Yes! Thanks to my cousin for inspiring me."
Liuye is very confident that the hairpins she makes will definitely sell well.
"Yi Zi...I just said it casually...don't take it seriously..."
Zhao Jingmei regretted a little, she shouldn't have spoken nonsense.
She didn't believe that Willow Leaf could make good-looking hairpins, let alone that she could sell them.
"Cousin, don't worry, it will definitely be sold."
Liu Ye said confidently.
After buying the hairpins, the three of them quickly took the bus back to the Fifth Textile Factory.
As soon as she got home, Liu Ye asked Feng Xiuqin excitedly: "Auntie, are there any rags at home?"
"Yes! It's in the drawer of the sewing machine. What do you want the rag strips for?"
Feng Xiuqin was cooking in the corridor near the window. When she heard Liu Ye's question, she asked in confusion.
"My cousin wants rags to make hairpins!"
Before Liu Ye could speak, Zhao Jingsong answered for her.
"Making hairpins? If you want hairpins, just buy them. Why do you want to do it?"
Feng Xiuqin became more and more confused.
"My cousin is making hairpins to sell!"
Zhao Jingsong patiently explained to his mother.
"Auntie, let me use your sewing machine!"
Liu Ye is in high spirits now, anxious to DIY hairpins, and has no time to pay attention to them.
She quickly pulled out the sewing machine from the room.
Then, she opened the drawer of the sewing machine, and her eyes lit up. Sure enough, there was a handful of colorful rags inside.
These strips of cloth are either plain or with small florals, which are just right for her to use as hairpins.
Willow Ye set up the sewing machine and threaded it, then took out a strip of light blue floral fabric.
She placed the edge of the strip of cloth under the needle, pulled the wheel, and stepped quickly.
In an instant, the sound of "click, click, click" spread throughout the room.
After a while, the edge of the cloth strip was sealed.
Then, Liu Ye took the strip of cloth, wrapped it around her finger a few times, and tied it from the middle with the remaining strip of cloth, and a smart and cute bow appeared.
She then fixed the bow on the duckbill clip, and a fresh-style hairpin was perfectly born.
Liu Ye put the freshly baked hairpin on the table aside, and Zhao Jingmei, who had been watching Liu Ye's movements, took it in his hand.
She looked at the hairpin in her hand in disbelief, and was very shocked.
Unexpectedly, Willow Leaf can really make hairpins, and they are very beautiful, even better than the hairpins sold in Shinsegae Department Store.