He immediately understood and went to find a place to buy woven bags.
If you take a woven bag and visit the wholesale market, the treatment will be different.
Wherever you go, you can get warm greetings from stall owners, and the prices are wholesale prices.
But Rutang went around and bought a lot of clothes, but she still felt a little regretful.
"What's wrong?" Yu Yaoyang saw that Rutang had lost her smile and thought she was tired.
"It's a bit unsatisfactory. There is a certain gap between what I thought."
A piece of clothing with a retail price of 12 yuan, the wholesale price is 7 yuan, and the profit is 40%. It is not as profitable as catering, but it is more worry-free and labor-saving than catering.
What Rutang is worried about is not profit, she is worried about style.
"I don't have much confidence in my vision. I don't know if everyone will like the style I picked."
Through her trying on the red dress, Rutang observed a very interesting phenomenon, which was particularly contemporary.
Standing on a clothing wholesale street, I looked at the small vendors from all over the place who came to buy goods. Most of the vendors with the same style of clothing had similar accents when they spoke.
This means that every place has its own popular styles, but no matter what the popular styles are, they all have one thing in common, that is, the styles are not too exaggerated.
For example, the red skirt she was wearing was classified as a "fancy dress" because the color was too bright, and it became a slow-selling item.
Rutang is reborn, and her aesthetics tend to be in the style of later generations, which is still a little different from this era.
Therefore, Rutang did not choose to put her eggs in the same basket when purchasing goods, and did not put all her money on the same style.
She took a little less of each style, intending to cast doubt on what style the market in City D liked.
In an era that pursues homogeneity, everyone pursues sameness and does not like too much individuality.
This means that some of the styles purchased by Rutang in the early stage must be unsalable.
Fortunately, Yu Yaoyang, a handsome guy with social status, followed him, and he used his sharp tongue to convince the vendors. If the customers didn't like the model Rutang picked, he could take it back unchanged and exchange it for another model.
This kind of suggestion is almost unique in the current environment. It would definitely not work if it were proposed by others, but Yu Yaoyang is thick-skinned and handsome. When he praised the stall owners, they became dizzy.
agreed.
Although the stall owners agreed to his request, there were conditions. The time interval could not exceed 3 days. If it exceeded 3 days, it would be ignored. People also had to consider the risks.
Rutang joked that Yu Yaoyang's appearance was only worth three days, which made the man angry. He grabbed her little hand and took a bite of it without looking at who he was doing this for.
"I just don't understand what these people think. You can wear whatever suits you. Why do you have to wear the same thing as others? It's just like the buns from that century-old store. It's obviously not as delicious as the ones you make. And
There are so many people queuing up, and you look so good in the red dress, but no one else dares to buy it."
With his keen intuition, Yu Yaoyang also noticed the problem of high homogeneity of clothing styles. He didn't care whether others wore them or not. As long as his wife looked good in them, he would dare to buy them.
"So you are Yu Yaoyang, and they are them." Rutang glanced at him politely, and gave him the most tactful compliment in her own way.
His temperament is unusual in any era. He doesn't care about other people's opinions and insists on his own opinions.
That's why in his previous life he dared to marry her without hesitation when everyone was talking about her kidnapping, and he was also able to give her a flamboyant dress that others dared not buy at a glance. His uniqueness and self-assertion may be one of the capitals of his success.
In her mind, there are two types of men.
One is Yu Yaoyang, and the other is other men.
In the future, the two of them will have a baby. If the baby is a boy, she may reclassify the male species. It will also be her blessing to meet him who is unique among millions of people.
Compared to Rutang's elegant manner, Yu Yaoyang was more direct. After looking at Rutang, he couldn't help but want to praise his wife.
"She's really pretty."
"Uh..." Maybe if he changed his words, she would be happier.
Rutang put on a newly bought red dress, and Yu Yaoyang followed her with a package, a bit like a long-term worker in a noble family.
Of course, Changgong himself didn’t think so.
His attention was focused on his wife's beautiful figure and elegant temperament, and he felt extremely satisfied.
This is the goal he has been pursuing, to dress his wife up as the most beautiful lady on the street, the one who looks rich.
The two of them came out of the wholesale market with only 20 yuan left for travel expenses. Yu Yaoyang was carrying large and small things on his back. Rutang was a little touched when he saw it.
"Aren't you afraid of losing money? Just do it when I tell you to make clothes. Do you believe me?" Rutang was a little touched.
Even her mother, when she heard that she wanted to spend so much money to make clothes, tried to stop her in every possible way, telling her not to take risks and just make the small money she had in front of her.
He only listened to a few words from her before he was willing to believe her and spent all his belongings to join her.
"In business, there are profits and losses. If you lose, you can start over again. You are my wife -" Yu Yaoyang originally wanted to say, you are my wife. If I don't believe it, who do you believe?
He is happy to spend money on his wife!
But seeing her big clear eyes full of emotion, the cat's claws in her heart began to scratch again. Who can control it when she looks like her and looks at him with such trust?
So Yu Yaoyang swallowed back what he said, rolled his eyes, and bad thoughts welled up in his heart.
Rutang was moved and looked at him with stars in her eyes, still waiting for his next sentence.
But he stopped talking and his expression suddenly became serious.
Rutang's heart skipped a beat, his expression was so handsome.
"If you lose money, just pay with your body." The calm man said shamelessly with a handsome expression.
Rutang:???
She almost thought she had heard wrongly and was hallucinating.
What does this mean?
"If you lose 1 yuan once, you will lose it all more than a thousand times. If you round up, it will be 2,000 times." Yu Yaoyang brought out the essence of profiteers to the fullest. Even thinking of that beautiful picture, he had much less expectations for making money.
Woolen cloth.
Making money used to be his pleasure, but after he got a wife, it seemed to be no longer interesting.
"Repay, repay 2,000 times?!" Rutang was dumbfounded, "You are really not afraid of being bald - ah!"
She covered her mouth and her face turned red.
It's over, it's over, what is she talking about!
"It's okay, I'm happy to die on you." Yu Yaoyang grabbed her little hand and wanted to press it against the wall and give her a kiss. Before she could make a move, she heard a conversation.
Someone is coming.
Rutang separated from him in a hurry, facing the wall with a flushed face, fearing that others would find her talking about tigers and wolves with Yu Yaoyangmao Alley.
"What are you hiding from? You can't see." Yu Yaoyang hugged her over again.
There was no one at the entrance of the alley, but someone came in the alley next door, separated by a wall, and it seemed as if they could hear it right in their ears.
She breathed a sigh of relief, okay, okay.
Separated by a wall, the people over there didn't notice anyone was here. They only heard a young male voice curse:
"I'm so unlucky today. I worked all day and only paid 50 cents!"