Lin Lan punched Li Xiangyang's vest: "Idiot, someone will come later."
Li Xiangyang hugged her and refused to let go: "I hug my own wife. It's a matter of course. Whoever dares to say something offensive will tear his mouth apart!"
"We still have a lot of things to do!" Lin Lan pinched his waist. Li Xiangyang felt the pain and looked at Lin Lan with a grin on his face, "I finally understand what Dongzi meant by the Nine Yin White Bone Claws.
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Lin Lan looked at him pretending to be weird and laughed: "Pretending to be weird again! It's really Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claws. Do you still have someone to do it?"
Li Xiangyang looked at her in surprise: "Honey, have you also read Jin Yong's novels?"
Lin Lan secretly stuck out her tongue and made random remarks: "There was an educated youth who was sent down to the countryside and secretly told us about it. We even found a piece of paper and asked her to show it to us."
She thought to herself, not only have I read the novel, but I have also watched the 1983 version of the TV series!
Li Xiangyang nodded: "We also secretly passed it on at that time."
"Business matters," Lin Lan said, bending down to lift up the bicycle box. "Hurry up and move the things in. Go back and pull a cart of goods to the shop. You go to the market to find Brother Shui Qing."
"Kissing my wife is the business!" Li Xiangyang said, picked up the box and ran to the main room.
Lin Lan looked at him running away, covered her mouth and snickered.
After moving the things into the main room, Li Xiangyang pulled Lin Lan: "The oven and mixer have arrived. I will take time to take them to the Chengnan vegetable market in the afternoon."
"It's better to put it in the south of the city, so you don't have to move it around." Lin Lan said, "The oven is placed next to the oven, and the mixer is placed in the empty space next to the operating table."
Li Xiangyang nodded, and the two closed the door and went to Lexing.
Wu Shufen smiled and said to Li Xiangyang: "I made buns and asked your dad to come over and eat them together."
"My dad went fishing early in the morning. I will bring a few back to him later."
"Okay, I'll steam it and you can take it back to your in-laws."
"Mom, Xiangyang and I pulled the goods into the shop and ironed them out to prepare for opening." Lin Lan said and looked at Lin Yuezhen, "Sister, help me catch the beans at noon."
Lin Yuezhen nodded and went into the house to open the door.
Lin Lan and others moved more than a dozen bags of clothes to the car. When they saw that they couldn't fit any more, Li Xiangyang moved two boxes with hangers up and tied the bags with hemp rope.
Lin Lan took the accounting book, two towels, a wooden basin, put the ironing board cover and iron into a bamboo basket and hung them on the rafters of the cart. The two of them pulled the frame cart to Limin Street.
The two opened the rolling shutter, and Lin Lan said to Li Xiangyang: "Next time we go to Yangcheng to see if there is anyone selling rolling shutters, and replace the door panels of the shops in the south of the city with rolling shutters."
Li Xiangyang smiled and said: "There are them in the provincial capital. Uncle Da will go to Yangcheng a year ago and ask them to bring them back."
The two moved the goods into the shop, and Lin Lan said to Li Xiangyang: "You go to the market, and I will take out the clothes and put them on the shelves."
"Okay!" Li Xiangyang looked around and said, "We still need to move a bed and put it in the small warehouse at the back. I'll ask Zhigang to keep watch overnight."
The shop here has no backyard, only a few small warehouses of about ten square meters, and a small bathroom inside, all of which were painted during the renovation.
As soon as Li Xiangyang said that, Lin Lan remembered that there were no cameras these days and there were a lot of thefts on the street: "There is a bed opposite. I'll go bring the bed over later, and then bring two chairs and a writing desk."
Li Xiangyang nodded: "Then I'll leave first."
Lin Lan waited for Li Xiangyang to leave, pulled down the rolling shutter a little, turned back and took out the ironing board cover made by Wu Shufen from the bamboo basket.
The cover is made of two layers of earthy white cloth with a thin layer of cotton in the middle. It is cut to look like an ironing board. A belt is sewn on the edge of the skirt. It is put on the ironing board to tighten the belt, and then fixed with thumbtacks. Watch and watch it with future generations.
The ironing board is not much different.
After finishing the ironing board, Lin Lan dragged a bag of clothes to the warehouse at the back, used scissors to open the mouth of the bag, took the clothes out and sorted them on the shelves.
After Lin Lan opened a few packages, she started to sweat, took off her coat, and continued to work.
After she unpacked all the dozens of packages and put them on the shelves, she picked up her account book and began to count the quantity of each style and write them down by category.
Just as I was about to pick out the clothes in small sizes, iron them, hang them up and plate them, Li Xiangyang arrived with Shui Qing and his daughter.
Lin Lan looked at the two slender and delicate-looking little girls and smiled: "What handsome girls."
The two little girls blushed. Shui Qing smiled and said to them: "Xiaoxue, Xiaomei, this is your Aunt Lin."
"Aunt Lin." The two sisters shouted with blushing faces.
Lin Lan smiled and nodded: "Uncle Xiang Yang, have you told me what you are here to do?"
Xiaoxue, who was wearing a ponytail, nodded generously: "As I said, we have never sold clothes, so I don't know if we can do it."
Lin Lan said warmly: "It's okay, I haven't sold it before. I think it's the same as selling cakes. As long as we are friendly and don't show off our faces to customers like salesmen in department stores, customers will be willing to buy from us.
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Xiaomei, who had shoulder-length hair cut short, wrinkled her nose: "I don't like going to department stores to buy things. The sales assistants there have as ugly faces as stepmothers."
Shui Qing tapped her forehead lightly with his finger and said with a smile: "Ha'er, where have you seen the stepmother's face?"
Xiaomei covered her forehead, which didn't hurt at all, and looked at Shui Qing: "Old man, did you forget that we met last time when we went home?"
Shui Qing glared at her: "I'm telling you, you have a hundred words to wait for." He looked at the two sisters sternly, "You should listen carefully to Aunt Lin's words here, and ask if you don't understand. Do you understand?"
The two sisters immediately responded in unison: "Yes, old man!"
Lin Lan looked at the father and daughter in amusement, feeling that Shui Qing was treating the two girls as soldiers.
Li Xiangyang pulled up the cart and said to Lin Lan: "Brother Shui Qing and I went to pull goods."
Lin Lan nodded and said to Xiaoxue and Xiaomei: "First take out the hangers from the box and tighten the hooks. Later, Auntie will teach you how to identify clothing codes."
The hangers she bought were all made of wood and the hooks needed to be tightened before they could be used.
"Hey!" The two sisters responded crisply, and started working quickly with scissors.
Lin Lan helped twist a dozen clothes hangers and hung them on the hanging rod. He took out the electric plug board from the warehouse, inserted the electric iron into the plug socket, picked up a small rectangular wooden board and placed it on the ironing board.
Place it upright and wait for it to heat up.
I took the wooden basin to the warehouse and turned on the faucet, filled a basin of water and prepared to iron my clothes.
Lin Lan picked up a Chinese tunic suit, recalled the steps of a friend's ironing clothes, laid the collar of the clothes flat on the ironing board, soaked the towel in a basin, squeezed out the water and spread it on the clothes, picked it up
When the iron was put down, there was a "pop" sound and a burst of steam came out.