Chapter 113 113 Selling clothes
Yi Danniang is five years younger than Mr. Mo, and her family is poor. Her parents sold her for food, and Mr. Mo bought her back.
At the beginning, Yi Danniang was quite honest and devoted herself to taking care of the child, but after she gave birth to a son, she changed.
Beating and scolding the children frequently, being obedient and disobedient in front of Mr. Mo, he is petty and selfish, and teaches his son and daughter to be just like her, so they are not on the stage.
But she didn't live long, because she suffered too much when she was a child and was in poor health. She married Mr. Mo after ten years.
At this time, Mr. Mo, who was in his thirties, couldn't take care of his four children, so he had to continue looking for a wife.
But he didn't dare to look for it casually anymore, he still loves the child.
A comrade-in-arms just introduced my younger sister, who was a nurse, was married, had no children, and her husband died on the front line.
This girl is the same age as Mr. Mo, and when Mr. Mo was injured, the girl had to take care of him.
The characters of the two parties are considered familiar, so they agreed. This is Mr. Mo's third wife, Pan Mei.
Pan Mei is a career-oriented woman of few words. She gave birth to two daughters and a son to Mr. Mo.
She is very career-minded, even after giving birth to a child, she did not delay her career.
So, she rarely talked to her own children, let alone the children of Mr. Mo's ex-wife.
Mr. Mo is also a career-minded person, and it is impossible for him to take care of children, and he will not take care of them.
Fortunately, Mo Xunli and Mo Xunyi are old enough to help take care of their siblings.
So the three siblings kiss the two elder brothers more than their parents.
As for the two children raised by Yi Danniang, they are not close to the rest of the family.
So far, Mr. Mo has three wives and seven children.
The seven children are all married and have children, and Mr. Mo has grandchildren.
Grandchildren remarry and have children, and have great-grandchildren.
Those who got married early had great-great-grandchildren.
Add up big and small, there are no more than twenty or thirty people, and this is not considered married.
It is really lively with a lot of people, but it is also noisy.
The Mo family is beautiful outside, but only the Mo family knows what's going on inside.
Said far away, and then went back.
Because of Mr. Mo's particularity, Guan Yongyi, who was going to attend the birthday banquet, also had to be particular about it.
Yuzhi designed a set of clothes for the old couple based on the information provided by the old man and the old lady.
There is still more than half a month left, so there is no need to worry.
But Yuzhi plans to embroider some simple patterns to add color.
Seeing Xia Xiaoyue who was a little downcast, Yuzhi smiled and put down the work in hand.
"What's wrong, the clothes didn't sell?"
Xia Xiaoyue shook her head: "It's sold, and it's pretty easy to sell."
"Then why not happy?"
Xia Xiaoyue handed over the money from the sale to Yuzhi, and kept a simple account.
"Our clothes look good, the workmanship is good, the fabric is good, and the price is affordable. Many people like it, so they bought it without saying a word."
"But there are also people who hold the clothes up and down, look inside and out, and ask me this and that. It seems that they want to go home and imitate."
"If I don't say it, I will offend the guests, and if I say it, I will feel uncomfortable."
"There are not too many such customers. Most of them wrote down our styles and went home to make them themselves."
The more Xia Xiaoyue talked, the more wronged she became, and the more she talked, the more angry she became. If this goes on, there will be no business for them.
Those people are really too much, just don’t buy it, why copy them.
Yuzhi looked at Xia Xiaoyue's angry look, and couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you eat at noon? I'll get you some pastry mats."
Xia Xiaoyue was about to say no, when Yuzhi had already left the house.
Wang Xinfeng, who was so flying on the sewing machine, raised his eyelids and looked at Xia Xiaoyue: "I didn't realize that, you girl is still very temperamental."
Xia Xiaoyue blushed immediately: "Let my aunt see a joke."
Wang Xinfeng clicked his tongue twice: "You, you are still too young and have too little experience."
Yuzhi came in with cakes and a pot of scented tea: "Sit down and eat, don't be angry, there's nothing to be angry about."
"Throughout the ages, who has been in business, who hasn't been copied? But look, why are there still some people who are outstanding? Unique?"
"For example, there are many roast ducks in the imperial capital, right? Why is it the one with the best reputation and the most people looking for it?"
Xia Xiaoyue sat next to the small stove, eating the cakes and tea given by Yuzhi, listening to her words, she was no longer so angry.
Yes, plagiarism is inevitable.
It is not necessarily plagiarized, and you will lose your business.
There are tens of thousands of clothes sellers, whoever is better is stronger.
Actually, in the final analysis, she was angry that those people stole the fruits of their labor, which was the same as being stolen.
This mood is not good.
Yuzhi saw that Xia Xiaoyue's expression relaxed a lot, and continued with a smile: "Right now, only people make copies of their own clothes. Maybe it won't be long before someone makes copies and sells them. We can't stop these things."
"The only thing we can do is to improve ourselves, whether it is the quality of clothes, style, workmanship, or service, so that others will never catch up with us, so that imitation can only be imitation forever, and let us become the only imperial capital that people recognize Roast duck, do you understand?"
Xia Xiaoyue suddenly realizes that they can't change others, they can only improve themselves to make themselves better and faster, and others can only chase after them forever.
"Yuzhi, I understand, thank you, I'm stupid, I made myself angry for no reason."
Yuzhi shook his head: "It's good if you can figure it out. Doing business is like being a human being. There will always be various difficulties on the road. We can't avoid or refuse, we can only face it."
“When faced with difficulties, you want to get through it safely. Blaming others, giving up on yourself, and being cynical are useless. The only useful thing is to improve yourself.”
Talking about it, Yuzhi said embarrassedly: "I seem to have too many reasons. In short, there is nothing to be angry about. Life is a matter of life, and you can do whatever you want."
Reviving a new life, Yu Zhi feels that she always has some emotions about life from time to time, and if she doesn't pay attention, she will say a lot of truth.
Sometimes people listen to too much, which is quite annoying.
Xia Xiaoyue hurriedly said: "It's okay, I like to hear what you say, Yuzhi, it inspires me every time, and I learn a lot."
"Don't worry, I understand, and I won't be stupid again. Today's clothes sold well, and I have some experience, so I won't go any more this afternoon. I'll go back and summarize, and I'll bring some more to sell tomorrow."
Yu Zhi nodded with a smile: "Okay, ten pieces of clothes cost five yuan today, you can take it, and come directly tomorrow. It is just an overkill for us to sell popular clothes, and more will be in the direction of customization in the future."
"So, Xiaoyue, when you sell clothes, you can see which customers can be developed. Those who have money to spend, are willing to spend, and are particular about their clothes are all potential customers."
"Don't care about their identity and background, just whether they need clothes or not."
"Those who have these intentions can write them down and develop them well. I will use leftover materials to make some small things like hairbands and handkerchiefs. Then you will give them as small gifts to maintain the relationship."
"If you need to customize clothes, you can write down the conditions and requirements, and I will help design it when you bring it back."
“In the future, ready-to-wear will become the mainstream, and fewer and fewer people will make their own clothes. One is that life is better and the demand is higher. The other is that the ability to make clothes by oneself is limited, and the other is to seek convenience.”
"So don't worry about no business. We will go to a higher level under the premise of business. Unique customization will definitely not be outdated."
Xia Xiaoyue's blood rose with enthusiasm, as if seeing the future glory, she nodded firmly: "Okay, I will definitely complete the task."
Yuzhi smiled, brought Xia Xiaoyue some pastries and lo mei, and sent her away.
Wang Xinfeng smiled and said: "This girl is very motivated, but Zhizhi, our clothes really sold."
Wang Xinfeng took the money and counted it over and over again. It was earned by himself, and the feeling was different.
When Xia Xiaoyue was here just now, she wanted to count, but held back in order to put on airs.
It feels great to have money in hand.
The old lady smiled until her teeth were exposed.
"We spent more than 60 yuan on buying fabrics. There are still some needles and threads that count as ten yuan, and Xia's girl's five yuan. Forget the fare, a few cents, I don’t bother to count."
"One piece of clothes is sixteen, ten pieces is one hundred and sixteen, in addition to expenses, there is still eighty-five, Zhizhi, we made eighty-five, and there are still clothes that are not sold, we have made a lot of money."
It was the first time the old lady made so much money, and she was almost crazy with joy.
Yuzhi smiled and said: "Mom, that's not how the accounts are calculated. Your labor has not yet been calculated, and the time spent has to be calculated. There is also this sewing machine, which adds up to four or five hundred. We are still at a loss."
"The profit can only be counted when all these are earned back."
The old lady thought about it, but she was still very happy: "This dress can be sold, and it will be a matter of time before I earn it back. Oh, my mother is so happy."
"Mum thinks it's human favor to make your Aunt Chu's clothes. They let us do it for the sake of our acquaintance. The money is not pure, so Mom is not so happy."
"This is different. It's all based on ability. My Zhizhi is really good. No, I have to make more quickly, so as not to sell enough."
The old lady was in a hurry, and she stepped on the sewing machine like a hot wheel.
Yuzhi didn't stop her either, as long as the old lady is happy.
Because of making money, the old lady is in a better mood. The father and son surnamed Sang are less scolded, and Sang Dazhuang is also less beaten. The whole family is happy.
It was originally estimated by the mulberries that the small green vegetables would mature in less than ten days. It really didn't take ten days, and they were already green and almost grown.
Because of caution, everyone didn't eat it, and gave it to the chicken at home first.
The chicken did not die after eating it, and even laid eggs.
I didn’t even eat the eggs, I boiled them and fed them to the stray cats outside.
The stray cat was not dead, and went to Lao Sang's house to beg for food.
After this verification, the family members were still worried, and the mulberries were tested with various drugs.
Planted several batches one after another, checking the quality of the vegetables over and over again.
This matter is quite time-consuming, but everyone in Lao Sang's family is willing to make trouble.
But that’s for later. On Monday, everyone in Lao Sang’s house packed their schoolbags and went to school except Wang Xinfeng who was invading the sewing machine.
Xia Xiaoyue earned 20 yuan in two days, almost worshiping Yuzhi as a **** of wealth, and waited at the school gate early, and the two sisters entered the school happily hand in hand.
Perhaps because of solving the life crisis, Xia Xiaoyue became more and more talkative, chatting non-stop along the way.
"I sent a letter back to my family yesterday to share this good news with everyone. They will definitely be very happy. Yuzhi, you are my great benefactor. If you have anything to do in the future, just order it. Go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of fire, and you will die." .”
Yuzhi couldn't laugh or cry: "That's an exaggeration, we are just mutual benefit."
Anyway, no matter what Yuzhi said, Xia Xiaoyue recognized Yuzhi as a great benefactor.
When the two arrived in the classroom, there was also a lively discussion in the classroom.
