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Chapter 104 I really sympathize with the people of the provincial capital

Her cute appearance amused Yu Yaoyang. Why is this word that everyone in the village pronounces so cute when it comes from her mouth?

If the bus hadn't arrived, he could have admired it for a while longer.

The provincial capital is not the "lonely aristocrat" of later generations. It can be called a "super first-tier city" in China. There is a large clothing wholesale market, and surrounding cities come to the provincial capital to get goods.

Rutang deliberately came here on a working day, thinking that there would be fewer people, but when she arrived, she found that there were not many people at all, and they were all people who came to buy goods in large and small packages.

In the past two years, the policy has become more relaxed, and the number of small traders has gradually increased. Because it has just started, it has not yet formed a large scale. The wholesale market is still open-air, with small stalls connected one after another. From a distance, it looks like a huge shed.

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There are not only clothes, but also department stores and snacks. The endless flow of people is full of the atmosphere of the times, which is like the epitome of the 1980s. In the bustling wholesale market, Rutang sees the changes of the times, the gradually expanding material desires, and the

Positive and enthusiastic people.

This is the best era in the north. Except for Rutang, almost everyone here has the confidence to "get better and better".

Only Rutang understood that prosperity was followed by decades of depression. Until she came back, only literature and art had been "revived" in the Northeast, and the economy was still struggling to move forward.

It's like the depression after fireworks bloom. People in later generations have only seen its depression, but they don't know how gorgeous it once bloomed.

Thinking about it this way, she and Yu Yaoyang, businessmen whose ancestral home is in the Northeast, will have to shoulder the mission of revitalizing their hometown in the future, and have a long way to go.

"Want to eat?" Yu Yaoyang didn't know Rutang's inner turmoil at this moment. Seeing that she was looking ahead in a daze, he thought she was hungry.

There is a breakfast stall in front, and the smell of freshly fried fried dough sticks wafts far away.

"Let's eat steamed buns, that seems to be an old shop." Rutang came back to her senses and pointed to the shop selling steamed buns next to her.

The year is written on the signboard, which means it is decades old. It existed before the founding of the People's Republic of China. There were many people eating it, and the young couple had to queue for a long time to buy it.

I ordered a plate of beef buns and two bowls of soup. The buns were soft and juicy with soft fillings.

Ru Tang had a huge appetite and ate two. Yu Yaoyang ate the rest, wiped his mouth and said something that made the waiter next to him roll his eyes.

"It's not as good as the steamed buns stuffed with locust flower stuffing that you made. I really feel for my friends in the provincial capital. I haven't eaten anything good. I have to wait in line at this level."

In his opinion, his wife's cooking skills are the best in the world, and the steamed buns stuffed with locust flower stuffing are the most delicious food he has ever tasted.

The waiter rolled his eyes to the sky. Rutang didn't dare to stay any longer and led him out quickly. He was afraid of getting into a fight if he stayed for a second longer.

The wholesale market was quite large. Rutang and Yu Yaoyang went straight to the theme area to find the clothing area. They walked back and forth several times, but no one was trying to recruit them.

Stall owners rely on their woven bags to identify retail traders and wholesalers, and they will be more enthusiastic when they come carrying woven bags. Seeing that Rutang and his wife didn't have a woven bag, they didn't look like they could wholesale clothes, so they didn't say hello.

"These are nothing. They don't look good, nor are they rich." Yu Yaoyang glanced around, showing no interest.

Most of the clothes here are women's clothing. Judging from Yu Yaoyang's nouveau riche aesthetic, most of the styles are too plain and not worthy of his excellent wife.

"Please keep your voice down. If you continue to step on me like this, be careful of others cutting you." Rutang warned in a low voice, fearing that this guy would recreate the scene at the bun shop.

However, although she said this, she was on Yu Yaoyang's side in her heart. The style of the clothes was not satisfactory, a little more colorful than in D City, but it was still far away from Rutang's psychological expectations.

If you take these goods back, you will definitely be able to sell them, but there is still a long way to go before they are the "big hits" that Rutang imagined.

While she was thinking about it, Yu Yaoyang had already picked up a red dress, compared it with her, and nodded with satisfaction, yes, it is very rich.

"How much does this cost?" Yu Yaoyang asked the stall owner.

The female stall owner glanced at him casually, without offering a price, she just pointed to the simple fitting room next to her and said:

"There is a curtain on the side. Let your wife try it first to see if she can accept it. As long as you like it and the price is good, you will definitely be able to wear it."

This answer aroused Rutang's curiosity. According to the shop owner, these clothes are not easy to sell?

But she thinks this style is quite good. Although it is red, it is not gaudy at all. It is rare that her and Yu Yaoyang's aesthetics are consistent.

The fitting room is actually a hanging wire ring with a circle of cloth surrounding it as a shield.

Rutang put down the curtain and went in to try on dresses.

While trying on clothes, I could hear the stall owner selling other styles to Yu Yaoyang. He seemed to have little confidence in the one she was wearing and didn't quite believe she would buy it.

Yu Yaoyang asked Rutang's inner confusion:

"There's something wrong with the one my wife is wearing? Is it a taboo?"

"That's not true, it's just -" the stall owner's voice stopped after seeing Rutang.

Rutang put on a red dress and walked out.

A gust of wind blew her long, disheveled hair, and she brushed the strands of hair around her temples with her hands.

It's a very simple movement, but when she does it, it's so charming and charming.

The bright red set off the translucent porcelain white of her milky muscles, and the surrounding scenery was eclipsed by her appearance.

The stall owner was about to blurt out "The red skirt makes you look darker" and swallowed it back.

"This is tailor-made for her! It's so beautiful." The stall owner praised it from the bottom of his heart.

This skirt has been on display for so long, and so many people tried it on. Either the buttons on the back waist could not be fastened, or the length of the skirt could not be supported. Finally, a thin person squeezed in, but the bright color was black.

If your skin cannot be controlled, whoever wears it will look ugly.

Vendors buying goods from other provinces even walked around this skirt. If Rutang hadn't appeared, the stall owner even thought that this skirt would have been gathering dust.

Yu Yaoyang held his waist with one hand, his eyes filled with the meaning of "I have the most beautiful wife in the world".

How could his vision be wrong? If others can't wear a color, his wife may not be able to wear it either!

"The retail price is 12 for others. I'll give you the wholesale price, which is 10 yuan a piece. Girl, it looks really good on you, so I gave you a cheap one. You look as good as Sachiko in it," the stall owner said sincerely.

boasted.

"Who is Xingzi?" Yu Yaoyang asked.

"She is the heroine of the TV series that is currently being broadcast, she is from Tsukimoto." In the stall owner's mind, she is the most beautiful woman. Using this metaphor to praise Rutang is already the highest level.

Yu Yaoyang didn't appreciate it at all.

"My wife is definitely prettier than the girls from that book country!" Although he had not watched the TV series, he thought so from the bottom of his heart.

"If we buy more, can it still be cheaper?" Rutang blushed and changed the subject. She didn't dare to let him continue talking for fear of getting beaten.

"Wholesale? That can be cheaper. You two didn't bring woven bags, so I thought you were retailing." The stall owner became a little more enthusiastic.

Rutang glanced at Yu Yaoyang, and he immediately understood.


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