The days of living with vinegar

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Chen Jiangjiang pushed away the person in front of her in astonishment and got up, her mind was buzzing, and she felt that her soul had lost three points.

Seeing a customer entering the shop at this time, she hurriedly shouted: "Just take a look, take what you like and try it yourself."

So far, her soul has not come back, but the people on the side have calmed down, they have already helped up the fallen table, and put the scattered things back on the table.

Chen Jiangjiang's gaze involuntarily followed Nalan Rongxin's hands that placed things. Seeing that the back of her hands were a little red, she suddenly realized that she had landed on the back of her head, but she didn't feel any pain.

Now it seems that Nalan Rongxin blocked himself with the back of his hand.

It was also for this reason that the distance between the two of them was too close, so they accidentally kissed fiercely...

"Boss? Boss???"

The voice of the customer brought her back to reality, she turned her head to look at the customer, and then heard the customer continue to say: "Take off the dress on top and let me try it on."

Chen Jiangjiang followed her hand and saw that it was the skirt hanging on the top, quickly picked up the hanger to help take off the skirt, and handed it to the customer.

"Boss, what I want is the shirt next to me."

"Oh, sorry, sorry." Chen Jiangjiang hurriedly put down her skirt, and then went to get the shirt next to her.

The customer took the shirt and went into the fitting room, leaving only her and Nalan Rongxin in the whole shop.

The customer didn't know what was going on, and after changing for a long time, but still didn't come out, Nalan Rongxin said at this moment: "Sorry."

"Ah? Uh, there's no need to apologize...you didn't do it on purpose, it was just an accident." After receiving her apology, Chen Jiangjiang became even more embarrassed.

Nalan Rongxin opened her mouth to say something, and the customer came out. She walked to the mirror, looked at it, shook her head and said, "It's too small, give me a big one."

Chen Jiangjiang stepped forward in two steps, looked left and right: "Where is the big one? I think you are wearing the right clothes, it is normal to be a little tight, and you have a good figure, you have to have a C Cups, you can have such a big cup if you are so thin, you have a devil figure, this size is just right for you!"

The customer was very happy to hear it, and took another look in the mirror, but said again: "But I still want to try a bigger size."

"It's not that I won't try it on for you, it's that there are only two pieces of this one, and the other one is in a smaller size." Chen Jiangjiang answered her helplessly.

"Ah, so."

As the customer spoke, she looked at the mirror again. She hesitated for 5 minutes, and Chen Jiangjiang stood aside and watched for 5 minutes, and finally couldn't take it anymore: "Hey, your bag is so beautiful, where is it?" Did you buy it? You have a good eye."

"I bought it on behalf of others, and I think it looks good too."

Purchasing?

Then this customer is obviously rich and can arrange a slaughter.

Chen Jiangjiang hurriedly took the skirt that he took off just now, and handed it to her: "Why don't you try this skirt? It matches your bag quite well, and it can have a retro style. It's quite popular today."

The customer hesitated for a while, then took it, and took the skirt to the fitting room.

Chen Jiangjiang took a skirt casually and handed it to Nalan Rongxin: "You should try it too."

Nalan Rongxin took the skirt without saying a word and went to the fitting room. Chen Jiangjiang was not allowed to think about it, and another customer came in. As soon as she entered, she asked directly: "Sister, do you have any shirts? A shirt and denim."

"There are some."

Chen Jiangjiang immediately gave the same shirt from the previous customer to the girl who looked like a student: "This shirt is very popular this year, and there are only the last two left. You can try it."

The girl changed clothes much faster than the customer in front. She walked in front of the mirror wearing a shirt. She was almost flat and thin, and she wore this shirt loosely, which was quite boyfriend style.

"It's cool, very boyfriend style! Boyfriend style is quite popular recently." Chen Jiangjiang didn't dare to exaggerate too much, for fear that the customer inside would think he was hypocritical.

The customer also walked out of the fitting room at this time. When she came out, she didn't rush to look in the mirror, but started to observe the girl wearing the same shirt.

The styles of the two are different. She is walking in a mature and intellectual style, while this girl is obviously an academic style. In the eyes of her who likes a mature and intellectual style, this girl's clothes are not as good as hers, so she handed over the shirt in her hand To Chen Jiangjiang: "Wrap it up for me."

After saying this, she went to look in the mirror, and Chen Jiangjiang handed the bag to her very considerately. This skirt really matched her backpack.

"It's a good fit!"

She took photos for a while with great satisfaction, and then said to Chen Jiangjiang: "I want this dress too."

After saying this, she went to the fitting room to change clothes. The girl at the side saw that Chen Jiangjiang was empty, so she asked, "How much is this shirt?"

This made Chen Jiangjiang very embarrassed. How would she answer this?

The one inside who was changing clothes was obviously not short of money, so he could have a good meal, but this one was still a student, she didn't have the face to say too high a number, but she was also very unwilling to say that it was too cheap.

"200."

As soon as the words were finished, the changer came out. Chen Jiangjiang was wondering why she came out so quickly this time. With a fixed look, she realized that she hadn't changed, and was still wearing the same skirt as before.

She walked up to Chen Jiangjiang quickly, and took out her mobile phone to scan the QR code: "How much is it in total? I won't change my clothes if I have something to do. Please help me pack my old clothes."

"600."

Chen Jiangjiang blurted out, and before the words finished, the payment collection voice rang immediately: Alipay received 600 yuan.

The customer took the bag from Chen Jiangjiang and left immediately like a breeze.

The little girl walked up to Chen Jiangjiang slowly, and it seemed that she had made a lot of determination before she spoke: "Sister, can you make it cheaper?"

"sure."

Chen Jiangjiang looked at her with a smile, and continued jokingly, "How much do you want?"

"Is 150 okay?" The little girl asked timidly.

"can."

After receiving Chen Jiangjiang's answer, the little girl took the mobile phone to scan the QR code in surprise, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, sister!"

After the little girl left, other customers came in, and almost without exception, they wanted to try on the style Nalan Rongxin was wearing. Chen Jiangjiang saw her put it on and take it off, and put it on again. She was busy all morning. After changing clothes, I am more tired than the customer.

So he said very considerately: "You can change into this one and go to the station entrance. This one is in a large quantity and can't be sold out at once. It saves you to change it."

"You didn't say that at the time." Nalan Rongxin reminded her in a low voice.

Chen Jiangjiang blinked, puzzled, Nalan Rongxin sized up the customers in the store, whispered into her ear and said, "You said you were afraid that Bengong would wear the same clothes as them, and they would meet you soon." self-abasement."

After saying this, Nalan Rongxin walked towards the fitting room with a somewhat smug smile. Seeing this, Chen Jiangjiang hurriedly shouted: "You are right, I just forgot, so we should follow the old rule."

Nalan Rongxin's back stiffened immediately, she turned around suddenly to look at Chen Jiangjiang, but what she got was Chen Jiangjiang's unrestrained and smug smile.

With Nalan Rongxin as a living sign, the traffic flow in one day was many times better than last weekend, but the two of them were indeed too tired to speak.

In addition, they were busy at noon and didn't eat anything. They only drank the cup of milk tea left by the customer together. At this point, it was almost dinner time. Both of them were so hungry that they slumped on the chairs.

"Girl Jiang Jiang, are you hungry?"

"I'm... not hungry yet."

"But I'm hungry..."

"No, you're not hungry. This is your illusion. Our milk tea is high in calories. One cup is equivalent to ten bowls of white rice."

goo—

Nalan Rongxin smiled and said, "Miss Jiang Jiang, it seems that you are hungrier than me."

Chen Jiangjiang gritted her teeth and sat up, took out a piece of the only 20 yuan in the store, and handed it to Nalan Rongxin: "Go and eat, there is a pancake fruit stand outside, you can buy two, and eat one outside. The other one you brought in secretly, we don’t allow smelly food here.”

Nalan Rongxin nodded, got up and was about to leave, Chen Jiangjiang asked with some anxiety: "Remember, it costs seven yuan with sliced ​​meat, and five yuan without sliced ​​meat."

"Ms. Jiang Jiang, I am literate."

"Oh, then you go."

Chen Jiangjiang lay down again as she spoke. This is the restaurant for dinner, and no one came. Fortunately, no one came, otherwise she really would not have the strength to serve her.

In the past, it wasn't so pitiful. My best friend Zhang Xiaoxiao came to change shifts every meal time, but in recent days, she was obsessed with the postgraduate entrance examination and had no time to come out. It was really heartbreaking.

Hey, I forgot to ask Nalan Rongxin to bring water, I'm really thirsty.

Chen Jiangjiang was hungry, thirsty and tired, and fell asleep unknowingly. It wasn't until a cold hand came from before Chen Jiangjiang that he slowly woke up.

She found that the person beside her was covering her eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "You are so naive, quickly take your hands away."

"Guess who I am."

A familiar voice came from beside my ear, this person is not Nalan Rongxin!

Chen Jiangjiang immediately pushed her hand away, and said angrily, "Why is it you?"

"Otherwise, who do you think it is? Auntie, are you having a dream? Who else will come here?"

The girl in front of her who has the same poisonous tongue as her is Chen Jiangjiang's best friend for eight years, Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled.

"Fuck you, why are you free today?"

Chen Jiangjiang got up to get his phone while talking, and the person behind him smiled heartily: "Haha, your father and I have finished our postgraduate entrance examination, so I'm here to visit you, a widowed old man!"

"You are not the same as the lonely old man, you are each other!"

Chen Jiangjiang stared at her sideways as she spoke, then picked up her mobile phone to check the time, couldn't help but smile suddenly, and shouted: "What's wrong! She's been out for more than half an hour, can't she lose it?!

Zhang Xiaoxiao smelled the gossip, and immediately posted it: "Who is so, whose little baby is lost?"

"I'm not joking with you! You watch the store for me, and I'll go out and find someone!"

Chen Jiangjiang left these words and rushed out in a hurry.