The Pentium Era - South to North

Dongxin Market is very small, with only twenty or thirty stalls in total. It was renovated from an old factory office building. The second and third floors are all empty. The rooms downstairs are each one stall, and each room has a stall. The piles are piled high, and at first glance they are stock fabrics collected from various factories. These fabrics are no longer known to be old.

Zhang Chen felt that it would be more appropriate to call this place Dongxin Road Old Fabric Market.

Most of the fabrics sold here are industrial cloths, including linoleum cloth, coarse and fine canvas, khaki cloth, the kind of indigo labor cloth used to make work clothes, and colorful coated polyester cloth, which is about I got it from a closed umbrella factory. There was only one that sold all kinds of cotton and linen fabrics, all kinds of plaid cotton and linen fabrics.

There is also a large room filled with bundles of white elastic cotton wrapped in plastic bags. In this summer, it feels hot just looking at it. The door of this store is open, but the boss doesn’t He knew where he went, and he probably also knew that no one would want his goods this season. He probably went all the way to play chess.

Zhang Chen thought to himself that one of the two people he saw in the corridor at the door drinking beer and playing chess was probably the boss here.

Zhang Chen was the only one shopping in the entire market. No one in the store paid any attention to him when he walked into it. Those who were eating looked at him and continued eating, while those who were sleeping on the table did not even raise their heads. , continued to sleep, for a moment, Zhang Chen was in a trance, feeling that this market should be connected with his own market.

These two markets are really inseparable.

Zhang Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It took him twenty minutes to browse the entire market. When he unlocked his bicycle and was about to ride back, he thought to himself, "It's really not worth it. I rode for an hour to get here, and now I have to ride for another hour." Going back, there were not even street trees along the way, and the sun stung my face and arms.

Zhang Chen rode back to the market entrance, parked his bicycle, and went to the fast food stall at the market entrance to buy a lunch box. Although it was already past twelve o'clock, he knew that Xiao Zhao would be waiting for him when he came back for dinner. No matter how late it is.

Zhang Chen hurried back to the stall with his lunch box, sweating profusely. He saw Xiao Zhao standing at the door of the stall, and asked from afar, are you hungry?

Xiao Zhao shook his head.

Zhang Chen put the lunch box on the table and said to Xiao Zhao, "You eat first, and I'll wash my face."

He turned and left.

"Towel, towel, pig." Xiao Zhao cursed from behind.

Zhang Chen actually didn't need a towel, but he turned around and took the towel from Xiao Zhao's hand and threw it on his shoulder.

He walked to the grindstone sink next to the public toilet, turned on the faucet, put his head in and flushed for a while before he felt comfortable.

He stood up and wanted to shake it like a rattle, which would be so satisfying, but there were people washing dishes and washing hands after going to the toilet. He could only wipe his hair twice with a towel, and then put the towel on After rubbing two hands under the tap, he wiped his face, neck and arms. Only then did he shake off the scorching sun, and he could go back to the stall.

Xiao Zhao did not eat first, but arranged the stool and lunch box, opened the box of soybeans and pig feet, and waited for Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen came in to take a look and shouted, "Oh, the food is good."

He knew without asking that the pig's feet stewed with soybeans must have been sent by Brother Haigen's mother.

Xiao Zhao took a large piece of pig's trotter and put it into the lid of Zhang Chen's snack box. Zhang Chen smiled and said, "That's great. I'm squeezing my wife again."

"That's something even Brother Haigen doesn't have to eat." Xiao Zhao said with a smile, "My aunt brought two portions, one for me and one for Sister Guihua. She said that Brother Haigen can eat it if he has old wine, and she won't give it to him. He delivers.”

Zhang Chen laughed and said that I was lucky. I followed my wife and could eat well and drink hot food.

"By the way, there are three little girls in front of you." Xiao Zhao said.

"What little girl? In Hangzhou, I only know a little girl like you, no, there is also Xiao An." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chen thought, isn't there Zhong Yaqiong from Xincheng Company.

"You don't know them, but they know you. They come to see you. If I say you're not here, they turn around and leave."

"What are you looking for me for?"

"How do I know..." When Xiao Zhao looked up, he saw the three girls walking towards this side from the passage. Xiao Zhao quickly said: "Come, come, come again."

When Zhang Chen saw it, he stood up and said to Xiao Zhao, "It's the one who bought clothes in the morning."

Three girls walked up to them. The girl who had come to buy clothes in the morning smiled when she saw Zhang Chen: "You're back?"

"Back." Zhang Chen nodded.

Xiao Zhao continued to eat behind their backs. She curled her lips and thought, what's back? Is this your home?

"These two are my colleagues. The clothes you sold me this morning, they all said they looked good on me. You help them and give me advice." The girl said.

Zhang Chen quickly said OK, please come in.

Xiao Zhao pushed all the food aside, took two pieces of A4 paper from the drawer, covered it, and prepared to eat it later.

She smiled at the three girls and prepared to stand up and go over to do their business, but they seemed not to look at her and followed Zhang Chen to the vertical clothes rack. Xiao Zhao did not get up and continued to sit. With.

Girl 1 said to Zhang Chen: "Like me, I can only earn them six yuan per item if I sell it to them."

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "Okay, I promise to only earn six yuan."

The first girl told the other two that I originally only wanted him to earn five yuan, but he said that he didn't like the number five.

The other two laughed, and the second girl said, "You can only earn four yuan."

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "Then I can't even afford food, so I can only drink soup."

Xiao Zhao didn't know what they were talking about, five or six yuan, but if you could earn six yuan for a piece of clothing, that would be pretty good.

Zhang Chen took out a piece of clothing, gave it to the girl, and said to her, come on, try this one on.

Asked again, do you want a match below?

Want. Girl 2 said.

Zhang Chen gave her a pair of cropped trousers and a one-piece skirt, which both looked good with.

As soon as the girl was familiar with the way, she felt as if she was back at home. She took the piece of cloth and hung it in the corner. She told the second girl, "Go inside and change it."

As soon as Zhang Chen chose the clothes for Girl 3, Girl 1 came back and said to Zhang Chen, I also want a dress, please help me choose it.

"Why are you wearing it on a date with your boyfriend?" Zhang Chen asked with a smile.

The girl didn't say anything, but blushed with embarrassment. Zhang Chen picked a pair from the hanger, gave it to her, and said to her: "Come on, try this one. I guarantee you will have a high rate of returning customers."

The girl nodded and took the skirt. The second girl had already changed into another one and came out. The first girl shouted: "It looks good, it looks good. Look at yourself in the mirror."

Xiao Zhao sat there, watching the three women surrounding her husband, chattering non-stop, with a hint of intimacy in their tone and movements.

She felt like she was just air, and they didn't care about her at all, but Xiao Zhao was happy in her heart. She had already seen that they would definitely want some clothes. Haha, today's record looks like it can go higher and higher. If you think I am air, I don’t care. Air is just air, as long as you can buy clothes.

Xiao Zhao looked at the opposite side, and Feng Zhen was also looking here. Xiao Zhao simply stood up, walked to the stall opposite, and sat down at Feng Zhen's place. The two of them looked at Zhang Chen dealing with three women. .

Fengzhen lowered her voice and laughed, "I didn't expect Xiao Zhang to be able to speak, and Mao to do business."

As soon as Fengzhen said that, Xiao Zhao also remembered, yes, Zhang Chen always ignored guests when they came, looking like a dick, but today he seems to be a different person, eloquent, He was full of witty words, talking about one set after another. He had finished choosing clothes for them, and now he was telling them what color bag they should match.

He even told the girl that for your face shape, you should actually keep your hair shorter, not long hair, not short hair, medium-long hair is most suitable for you.

"Really? Then I'm going to fix it!" the girl shouted with a blush.

A Yong came over and Feng Zhen said to him, "Did you see that? A Yong, let's see how Xiao Zhang does business."

"You can't learn, you can't learn, there's no way, you don't have enough education." Ayong shook his head and whispered to Xiao Zhao: "Your husbands are just talking and talking. (Your husband is very good at talking.) !”

These three women bought a total of twelve things. The girl bought two or four things, the girl three or five, and the girl bought three more things. There was a dress that she wanted to buy to go with her mid-length hair that was about to be trimmed. .

The three girls left, and Ayong called out: "Zhang Chen, take it, take it, Ah, take the oil."

Xiao Zhao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Even I'm convinced."

Xiao Zhao walked back to his stall. Zhang Chen was sitting there, writing down the clothes he sold in his account book. Xiao Zhao stood behind him, pushing his belly against him and saying, "It's you again, why again?" Did you sell it?

Zhang Chen smiled without looking back: "Be careful of your son's protest."

Xiao Zhao lay in Zhang Chen's ear and said, I want my son to come out and see. His father was so happy when he saw other women.

"What should I do? Next time they come again, I will kick them out?" Zhang Chen asked.

"How dare you." Xiao Zhao snorted.

After taking note of the account, Zhang Chen stood up and gave up his chair to Xiao Zhao. He sat on the square stool on the side and the two of them continued to eat.

Xiao Zhao asked Zhang Chen: "Dear, why didn't I realize you were so good at talking before?"

Zhang Chen looked at her and asked, "Why, I was mute before?"

"No, no." Xiao Zhao thought for a moment. He felt that Zhang Chen was also very good at talking when he was with him. Xiao Zhao said: "You used to not speak to strange women when you saw them. No, you can't even speak." You don’t talk much about men you know well.”

"Well, I realized it." Zhang Chen said.

"What did you realize?"

"If I treat everyone who comes to buy clothes as Qian Fang, Wenwen and Qianqian, I think I can do their business."

"Really?" Xiao Zhao patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder and said to him, "Then you continue to carry forward your talents."

"Okay." Zhang Chen smiled playfully, "Is there any reward?"

Xiao Zhao turned around and saw that Feng Zhen was looking at them. She held a piece of pig's foot to Zhang Chen and said, "Hey, I'll give you a big hoof."