Standing at the entrance of the shopping mall, Zhang Juan and Xiao Xiao, mother and son, had the same expressions. Judging from the expressions alone, they must be the mother and son of direct relatives. No one could tell that Xiao Xiao was hugged by mistake.
"What are you doing, you two, let's go, what are you doing standing still?" Zhang Chi locked the car and saw his sister and nephew standing in a daze in the parking lot, so he asked.
"Is this the shopping mall you're talking about?" Zhang Juan pointed to the three-story cement building not far away.
Seeing her younger brother nodding, Zhang Juan said: "The Xinhua Bookstore in the center of our county twenty years ago, Wujiaohua was more grand than this one, how dare you call such a small dilapidated building a shopping mall?"
"Uh-huh!"
Xiaoxiao also nodded his little head.
Zhang Chi reached out and patted the little guy's forehead gently: "What do you need?"
After saying that, he said to his sister: "Let's just make do with it. Besides, there's no way you can go in now. They're not open yet."
Folsom is the only place that can be called a shopping mall, and it only opens at eleven in the morning. It is both a shopping mall and a supermarket. However, Zhang Chi rarely comes to the supermarket here. The reason is very simple. There is nothing he likes to eat in it.
To buy things, he usually goes to Chinese supermarkets elsewhere.
The first floor is a shopping mall, which mainly sells clothing. It is similar to a large domestic market, but each stall has a different stall owner, which is similar to domestic contracting.
Zhang Chi brought his sister and nephew here, not to go shopping, and besides, he hasn’t gone shopping yet. His current destination is the supplies store across the road. This store mainly sells jeans and other kinds of daily wear to withstand wear and tear.
, windproof, etc. are the selling points.
"Zhang Chi".
Zhang Chi was preparing to cross the road with his sister and nephew. As soon as he reached the curb, he saw a car stopping next to him.
"Sister-in-law, why are you here?"
Zhang Chi took a look and saw that it was Li Qiao's daughter-in-law Li Qin, so he greeted her with a smile.
"I'll open a shop here, what about you?" Li Qin said.
Zhang Chi replied: "I brought my sister and my little nephew here to buy clothes."
While Zhang Chi was talking, Zhang Juan and Li Qin said hello.
"buying clothes?"
"Well, daily clothes, more durable, these two and my father and grandfather," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
After hearing this, Li Qin said: "That's good, come and sit in my shop."
"Your store? When did you open the store?" Zhang Chi was a little surprised.
Li Qin smiled and said: "I usually don't come here, and it hasn't been open for long. Now my cousin is mainly taking care of it. Don't stand here. Well, that's my shop over there. There is no red door.
The one with the head".
Zhang Chi took a closer look and easily saw the red door shop that Li Qin mentioned. In fact, it was not easy to miss it because there was a cute and naive billowing figure painted on the signboard.
As for the person who best represents the image of China, I estimate that Gungun’s classmate can at least be in the top three. Americans also like Gungun, and the zoo with Gungun is almost making money.
With this kind of popularity, if the Chinese open a store here, as long as it can be used, it will be very popular, and Li Qin is obviously no exception.
"Then you guys go over and I'll stop the car," Li Qin said, waving his hand to Zhang Juan, and then stepped on the accelerator to stop the car.
Zhang Juan watched the car go away and said to her brother: "Isn't this good? Going to someone else's store is like asking for something from someone else."
Zhang Chi said with a smile: "It's okay. The Chinese people here get along very well. The best thing to do is give them more beef next time."
Needless to say, there is no need to mention the relationship between Zhang Chi and Li Qiao's family. Zhang Chi, who is not a stingy person in the first place, has been sending beef these days. That is to say, his relationship with his good neighbor Lao Liu is not very good. The rest is in Folsom.
I have pretty good relations with the Chinese people nearby.
Of course, Zhang Chi always treats people who consider themselves not Chinese as Japanese.
As he spoke, he took his sister and nephew to the other side of the road.
Zhang Juan said: "Don't you want to bring the car over?"
Zhang Chi said: "If you don't open it, you have to come here later. How many things can she have in her store?"
In Zhang Chi's view, Li Qin only sells domestic clothes and hats, nothing else. Generally, Chinese people in the United States start with these things.
If you live in a big city, there will be even more confusion. Basically, they are fake name brands. Don’t say that Americans don’t like famous brands or anything like that. That’s all nonsense. Famous brands are made by these Westerners. You say
They don't love, they don't like, they don't love vanity, how stupid are you?
From fake brand-name clothes to fake brand-name watches, you can find all kinds of fakes in the United States, and they sell well.
Let’s not talk about fake watches. The fake watches from Guangdong are on par with Swiss Watch in terms of workmanship. Even Swiss Watch’s engineers can’t tell the difference. The counterfeiting technology is... ugh, it’s amazing.
When they arrived at the door of the store, Li Qin had already opened the door.
As soon as Zhang Chi entered the store, he felt like he was being slapped in the face, because Li Qin's store was really not small, almost one to two hundred square meters.
Some people would say that this place is called big?
This thing cannot be compared with the country. Folsom only has a small population. Let alone the county seat, a town center has a population larger than Folsom.
So generally the shops here are only thirty or forty square meters, and there are very few shops over fifty.
"You... feel like you have more stuff than the shopping mall over there."
After Zhang Chi glanced casually, he said to Li Qin.
Li Qin said: "I don't just sell here, I also wholesale. I mainly sell domestic things. You can take a look at it as you like...forget it, I have nothing to do, I will take you to look at it."
Li Qin originally wanted to let Zhang Chi and his brother look at it by themselves, but when he thought about it, they would not be able to choose many things by themselves, so he might as well bring it with him.
These days, Li Qiao's family has collected a lot of beef from Zhang Chi, but the two of them have been collecting and returning nothing to Zhang Chi. This matter has almost become a knot between the couple.
This is how people get along with each other, you are particular about it and I am particular about it, so that good friends can go all the way. If only one person is particular about it, and the other one always takes advantage, then it will definitely not be possible, because there is no one in this world except a real fool.
One is a sacrificial person.
"You actually still sell this here?"
Li Qin pulled open the cloth curtain covering the middle, and Zhang Chi saw about twenty saddles, ranging from large to small, ranging from machine-made saddles worth dozens of yuan to handmade saddles worth hundreds or thousands. They are all here.
I couldn't help but feel that this was a bit unexpected.
Li Qin smiled and said: "Choose whatever you like, this is what we have just shipped."
"Do you have an advantage in selling this?" Zhang Chi was a little doubtful.
Li Qin said: "Of course, it's the cheapest here. You don't think that all the machine-made saddles on the street are made by Americans, do you?"
Seeing Zhang Chi's confused face, Li Qin smiled and said: "Let alone machine-made saddles, most of these handmade saddles are made in China. The best and best ones are made in China.
Come to the United States to assemble it, and then stamp it here. I dare not say that all high-end handmade saddles are like this, but none of the big brands I know do not do this.
Businessmen, what they pursue is profit, so they can make more money, they don’t care about anything else.”
"This OEM method...tsk" Zhang Chi smiled and shook his head.
Zhang Chi was just surprised. You said you had any emotion, but you didn't at all.
If all handmade saddles were produced in the United States, the price would directly cut the current sales of handmade saddles in the United States in half. If something is too expensive, it will definitely not be sold in large quantities.
"Choose one?" Li Qin asked casually.
Zhang Chi waved his hand: "Will our family be short of saddles?"
Li Qin thought for a while and smiled: "That's right! You have a good saddle maker in your family."
Li Qin is referring to Cannon. I don’t say how good the saddle making skills are, but they are definitely good. They also pay attention to the wiring and so on. In other words, the material selection is a bit poor. Otherwise, it will definitely be sold in a high-end pure handmade saddle shop.
Take a place.
Some people may ask Cannon why he doesn’t make his own saddles because he is so good at craftsmanship. What else is he doing as a cowboy? It’s all about appearances, because all the people he interviewed were successful, and those who didn’t were already dead on the road. Cannon
If he creates his own saddle brand, his whole family will starve to death before he can sell it and become famous.
"Uncle, I haven't yet".
At this time, the little nephew suddenly said something to Zhang Chi.
These words made Zhang Chi and Zhang Juan quite embarrassed.
Zhang Juan said: "Your pony runs slower than a donkey. What kind of saddle do you want? Isn't it very good now?"
The little pony is not fast, maybe because it can't run fast, but mostly because it doesn't want to run fast, so Xiao Chi rides very steadily. Except for falling off at the beginning, it has not fallen off for several days now.
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When Li Qin heard this, he immediately squatted down, looked at Xiaoxiao, stretched out his hand and scratched Xiaoxiao's face: "Then you are here, my aunt has just arrived here, a saddle, I will get it for you."
"No, children really don't need it," Zhang Juan said quickly.
Li Qin laughed and said: "It's not worth much money!"
After saying that, he turned around and entered a door. After a while, he walked out holding a small saddle.
Children's saddles are a bit big for Xiaoxiao's age, but children grow up quickly, and clothes that fit one year will be smaller next year. The same goes for saddles, but they are not updated as fast as clothes.
The saddle is not too luxurious, but it is much prettier than an ordinary saddle. There are four silver buckles on the four corners of the saddle. The buckles are in the shape of a lion's head. There is a black tassel in the lion's mouth. The leather on the saddle is also
Printed with a lion pattern.
Not to mention Xiao Xiao, Zhang Juan liked this saddle very much when she first saw it.
"Auntie Xiang gave it to you." Li Qin looked at it, smiled and held the saddle in front of Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao really didn't dare to accept it now, but he wanted to, so he could only look at his mother eagerly.
Li Qin took a look and said to Zhang Chi: "Let the child take it, otherwise if you bring meat next time, I will have to calculate the money with you."
After hearing this, Zhang Chi stopped being pretentious and said to Xiao Xiao: "Thank you, auntie."
Seeing that his sister wanted to speak, Zhang Chi smiled and shook his head.
"Thank you, auntie." Xiaoxiao was so happy that she almost grinned to the back of her head.