As everyone laughed, more and more passers-by came to watch. Some looked amused, some found it interesting, and some really came to buy the cloth from Haitang Dyeing House just for the purpose of wiping their feet.
When compared together, the cold and noble image of Zhengyang Buzhuang in people's eyes has plummeted, and it has become nothing more than a footcloth...
Begonia and wintersweet were selling as they walked. In one day, all the cloths that Begonia had dyed were sold out, and the rest were foot wipes.
Lamei stomped her feet in remorse, why didn't she bring more with her? When she thought about it, the cart was already full when she came out, and she would easily fall over if she loaded it any more.
"Sister Haitang, our cloths are sold out, what should we do with the remaining foot wipes?" Lamei asked.
"Let's give it away for free, just as an advertisement for Zhengyang Cloth Shop." Haitang suggested.
Especially in the alleys, there are shoe repairmen, pork sellers, steamed bun steamers, and load carriers...
Everyone has a footcloth in hand, and everyone knows that it is used to wipe feet.
In the crowded alleys of the county town, wintersweet and crabapple almost go around in a circle, giving them to everyone they meet. Don't give them for nothing, just wipe your feet. No one ever refuses.
The two of them walked until their heels were sore and there were not many left on hand. Finally, they gave them all to the beggars in the beggar area...
Today I have completely completed the task.
The two of them had a delicious meal, which was their reward.
Zhengyang Buzhuang.
"Boss, it's not good, it's not good!" A waiter ran over anxiously.
"What's the matter? You're yelling." Boss Du felt that the past two days since he met the scholar were not going well. He was really his nemesis, his nemesis!
"Look, everyone is holding this in the streets and alleys now! They also say that our cloth is a foot cloth! It can only be used to wipe feet! It is not worthy to be used on pigs and dogs!" The boy said what he heard,
What I learned was vivid and vivid.
"What?" Boss Du became anxious now. He yelled and grabbed the cloth from the waiter's hand.
My heart feels like coptis sprinkled on it.
Isn't this just those stained cloths! It also has the words "Zhengyang Cloth Village" written on it! It turned into a foot cleaning cloth and became the laughing stock of everyone after dinner. Who would make clothes!
If this continues, the old sign of Zhengyang Buzhuang will be completely destroyed!
"Scholar!!!" Boss Du smashed the tea bowl in his hand, and the pieces were scattered everywhere. "Scholar, this is your fate." He glanced at him with a ferocious look.
"Take two guards, no, take four, and go to the place where yesterday's cloth was sold to wait. Let me wait until he is caught. It's time to let him suffer some physical pain. If you can't catch him,
Don't come back either." Boss Du quickly regained his composure.
The man has chosen the nursing home for the strong men, and is going to wait at the same place as yesterday. Rattans and sticks are all ready. If you resist, boy, you will be in trouble! You will be beaten until your lips are red and your teeth are white! You will call me father and mother!
Lamei and Haitang didn't know everything that happened in Zhengyang Buzhuang. After eating, they pushed the cart and walked leisurely back to Qiaotou Village.
When I got home, I saw Lulu holding a rattan whip in her hand, crackling in the air, and she was sitting at the door.
"Cousin Lulu, do you want to learn to drive a carriage?" Haitang asked.
"Where are you? I'm driving away all the vixens and old ladies outside who want to seduce my cousin Datong! Sister Haitang, I also made a whip for you. If we can't keep it together, brother Datong will let those bastards get away sooner or later.
Cut the women into pieces!" Lulu took out a thick whip from under her buttocks and handed it to Haitang.