In the system space, Ling Xiaowei saw that the time was up, then she reluctantly put down the book and came out of the space system. Her mind was filled with the new things she had just seen, fashionable clothes, exquisite accessories, everything was so beautiful.
Novel and advanced.
If I could imitate the things I saw, would it become popular in the market?
Well, she would never give up any opportunity to make money. How would she know if it would work if she didn't try?
I kept thinking about it until midnight before I gradually fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Ling Xiaowei finished her breakfast and went out on a tricycle. She rushed all the way to the town, stopped at Zhao Shopping Mall, and went directly to Huang's Cloth Shop. Ling Xiaowei was familiar with the business.
Walk all the way inside.
But when we arrived at the place, we saw that the door of the cloth shop was closed. Today is the weekend, a good day for doing business. Why is Aunt Huang's shop closed? She still wants to buy cloth today.
In this shopping mall, Aunt Huang's fabrics have the most styles and styles. Now that her store is closed, Ling Xiaowei really doesn't know where to buy them.
"Hey, isn't this a little girl selling clothes? Are you here to buy cloth from Huang Shan?"
Ling Xiaowei looked at the speaker, who was Chen Fang diagonally across from her. She was leaning against the door of her clothing store, smiling very maliciously.
"Don't look at it, Huang Shan owes a lot of debt, and her store has been sold to someone else." Chen Fang looked gloating. After talking about Huang Shan, she said to Ling Xiaowei: "Little girl, look at my house.
The clothes I make are no worse than those made at home!"
Following the direction Chen Fang pointed, Ling Xiaowei saw some familiar clothes, overalls, suspender skirts, and corduroy jackets. Aren't these clothes the ones sold at her home at the last rally?
Why does her family have it?
"It's just a few clothes. If you can make them, I can make them too. I don't even want those clothes of yours as gifts." Chen Fang got angry when she remembered that she didn't buy clothes last time, and she even didn't have a good look towards Ling Xiaowei.
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Ling Xiaowei kept silent, and she didn't like this woman very much. If it weren't for Aunt Huang, she wouldn't have interacted with this person at all.
It seems that I have to change my shop to buy fabrics today, what a pity! Aunt Huang is really nice, cheerful and easy to talk to, and the materials in the shop are really good.
"Hey, why are you leaving? If you really want to find someone, just go to East Street. Huang Shan is setting up a stall there!" Chen Fang laughed behind her, and the gloating in her laughter was too obvious.
East Street is the old center of the town. There is a cultural square there, a dance hall, a billiards room, and an ice rink. Anyway, it is a place with a lot of social people. It is a mixed bag of people and it is very chaotic, but there are novel things there.
There are many places there, and young people like to go there, but at the same time, it’s also easier to get into trouble.
In her previous life, she lived there for a period of time, and saw many grievances and hatreds. There were group fights in the middle of the night, young lovers crying and breaking up late at night, and there were also mysterious murders... In the center of the town, there was a place full of legends and exciting times.
place.
Ling Xiaowei did not choose to go there at the first time. Instead, she looked for some other materials in the mall, but after visiting several stores, she did not find anything suitable, and the price was not cheap.
I went to two or three stores to compare and shop, and finally thought about it and decided to go to Dongjie to see if Aunt Huang had cheaper materials.
Before going to East Street, she went to buy some black hairpins and some beads. When asked, these beads were not only sold, but also sold in bags for five yuan a bag. They were colorful, with crystals, and pearl colors.
Yes, there are also many very small beads. I'm afraid this bag contains more than a hundred beads.
I originally wanted to buy a few to make hairpins, but now it seems that it is not cost-effective to buy them individually, but it is more cost-effective to buy them in bags.
Why not make a few more hairpins then and try to sell them when you go to the market next time.
She bought a few more bottles of 502 glue, which is very strong in sticking things. She decided to try making some hairpins. There were so many beautiful hairpins in the illustrated magazine she read last night. Her hands were itchy and she couldn't wait to make some of them herself.
My hair is so ugly, decorate it with hairpins, it will look better!
I bought beads and some wool. To make handmade wool, just choose some cheap cotton threads. Wool ones are more expensive, and those are generally used for weaving clothes. There are also some polyester blends. The colors are brighter and more beautiful. Before Ling Xiaowei
I used this kind of wool to hook up a few gadgets.
Yes, buy more wool, go back and hook up some gadgets and sell them. As long as there is a possibility of making money, she is willing to try it.
She bought more than a dozen kinds of wool and spent ten yuan. Now she has spent eighteen yuan. She will use the rest to buy cloth, as well as some buttons and zippers.
In order to save more money, Ling Xiaowei rode her bicycle to East Street. As soon as she arrived at East Street, she felt like she had entered a modern little world, with various posters and bustling shops, one after another, row after row.
The most lively place is the small square in front of the Palace of Culture. There are many stalls and many young people looking at and buying things there.
There are always a few fashionably dressed young people smoking and joking by the wall~
There is an electrical appliance store opposite the Palace of Culture. The radio in the electrical appliance store plays the song, "As time goes by in a hurry, I only care about you, and I am willing to infect your breath. Life is long, and it is not a pity to lose the power of life if you can get a close friend..."
"The whole street was filled with this song.
This is a song that Ling Xiaowei particularly likes, "I Only Care About You" by Teresa Teng
In order to listen to this song, she bought a tape recorder and listened to it every day. Sometimes she would cry while listening to it, but she didn't understand the meaning of the song at that time, she just thought it sounded good.
Listening to it now, it has an unusual taste! It’s not important to care about anyone but your family. If you care about others, you might as well care more about your family and yourself.
Ling Xiaowei hummed and pushed the tricycle past several stalls selling gadgets.
Those cross-lattice wooden boxes sell everything, including buttons, hairbands, hairbands, bracelets, and necklaces. It looks like they are handmade by themselves, and they are all in very simple styles.
Ling Xiaowei, who had seen good things, was very dissatisfied with these things. She pointed to several styles and asked about the prices. She didn't know if she didn't ask, but she was shocked when she asked.
A headband wrapped in cloth sells for one yuan each, and necklaces with beads sell for five or ten yuan each.
And there are quite a lot of people buying. Those young girls don’t bargain much when buying these things.
If she made those small accessories from the magazine, would they become popular? Thinking of the lots of money, Ling Xiaowei couldn't restrain her inner excitement.
Well, she wants to make money, make a lot of money!
