The Pentium Era - South to North

"Ouch!" Zhang Chen also shouted.

Xiao Zhao looked at him, knowing that he was deliberately imitating her, but still asked: "What's wrong?"

"Someone sold all his clothes." Zhang Chen pointed to the wall and said to Xiao Zhao, "The blue T-shirt has been sold out."

Xiao Zhao thought about it, yes, it was not agreed at the beginning that it was only for hanging and he wanted to keep it. Why did he just give the last two blue ones to those two people?

"It's your fault." Xiao Zhao said.

"Why are you blaming me again?"

"You didn't remind me."

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "No need to remind me, we still have this fabric, just make it again."

Xiao Zhao shook her head and said, "I will sell it if I make it again. Selling is the most important thing now. It doesn't matter whether I wear it or not."

"Oh, are you so enlightened?"

"It's not that I have high consciousness, it's that I can't wear it now. Just next year, won't you design more beautiful clothes? I don't believe that my husband will regress. Why, you don't have confidence in yourself..."

Before Zhang Chen could speak, the phone on the table rang. Xiao Zhao picked it up. On the phone, a female voice asked: "Are you from the 1117 booth?"

Xiao Zhao is right.

"Are you the one with the big belly?"

Xiao Zhao is right.

"Great, who am I? I came to pick up goods from you, from Wuhu, do you still remember?"

"Remember, hello!" Xiao Zhao said quickly. Xiao Zhao thought to himself, you are our first wholesale customer, how could we forget you.

"Hello, hello, I'm going to Hangzhou tomorrow to purchase goods. Don't those cotton and linen shirts come in five colors? In this case, you can leave me 242, eight pieces of each color, forty pieces in total. May I?"

Xiao Zhao quickly said yes.

"Also, my friend from Ma'anshan will go tomorrow, and so will she. You will leave us a total of eighty items."

Eighty pieces? Xiao Zhao hesitated, we can't do eighty things. She looked at Zhang Chen and asked with her eyes, what should I do?

Zhang Chen picked up the phone and said to the other party, "Hello, beautiful woman. Now, all our goods have been ordered, and we may not be able to save 80 pieces..."

"Okay, you must keep those forty pieces for us, okay? Remember, I am from Wuhu, don't give them to anyone else."

"Okay, I understand." After Zhang Chen said this, the other party hung up the phone.

Xiao Zhao looked at Zhang Chen, his face turned red with anxiety, "What should I do, dear, they want so much, and we can't even give it to them. Such a big business can't be done."

Zhang Chen shook his head. He also felt it was a pity. For eighty pieces, this business could have cost three thousand yuan, and it broke their record. Unfortunately, he could see it but couldn't get it. There was really no way.

What makes Zhang Chen even more worried is that he is not sure whether he can make it, let alone 80 pieces, even 40 pieces. Zhao Zhigang and Caidi worked all night yesterday, and it must be noon when they got up. They can start doing it again in the afternoon. Can they do it? It was difficult to say whether she could make forty pieces. Zhang Chen thought of Caidi's angry face.

"What should I do? If I can't make forty items, the guests will definitely be angry when they come." Xiao Zhao became anxious when he heard Zhang Chen say that even forty items were dangerous.

"There is a way to speed up the process." Zhang Chen said.

"What can I do? Tell me quickly?"

"Do you remember Caidi said that she used to be able to make more than thirty items by herself?"

"Yes, Zhao Zhigang said that she has done up to forty-one things."

"Then if we add Zhao Zhigang and the two of us can do fifty pieces, there will definitely be no problem."

"Oh, they said it was in a factory, not a tailor shop."

"What's the difference? Aren't we still the same two people?"

"Of course, pig." Xiao Zhao scolded, "Machines are different."

"What about changing machines? Wouldn't it be enough to replace the two household sewing machines they have now with industrial sewing machines?"

"Are you crazy? In order to make your clothes, you need to buy two more sewing machines? Those sewing machines cost several thousand yuan each."

"They definitely won't buy it, and I guess they don't have the money to buy it." Zhang Chen said, "We can buy it. We bought it and put it there for them to use."

"Shall we go buy a sewing machine?" Xiao Zhao opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, let me tell you, although this sewing machine is expensive, it is put there for their use, not for them. The things are still ours. When we don't need them, we will sell them at the worst. In the meantime, At most, one machine will cost a few hundred yuan, but if these two sewing machines can allow two of them to increase their output by twenty pieces in one day, we can do it in one day..."

"I understand." Xiao Zhao interrupted Zhang Chen, "That's equivalent to making more than three hundred yuan in one day. In fact, you can make back the loss in a few days, isn't that right?"

"Yes, if it only takes half a month, maybe it's not just a loss, but I can make back both sewing machines."

"Okay, then go and buy it quickly!"

Xiao Zhao shouted excitedly. She took out the business money in the drawer, plus the business money in her bag that she had not had time to save yesterday, plus the original money in her bag, and counted it. There were more than five thousand in total. She handed them all to Zhang Chen and asked him to buy a sewing machine quickly.

Zhang Chen looked at his watch and said with a smile: "Why are you in a hurry? Zhao Zhigang and the others haven't gotten up yet. If I want to buy a sewing machine, I must have Zhao Zhigang accompany me. I don't understand."

Xiao Zhao sighed and said, okay.

Zhang Chen looked at the stall and said to Xiao Zhao: "I bought a sewing machine in the afternoon, so I won't come back. I'll stay there to help. I don't know how to use the sewing machine, but I can help cut clothes, so that Zhao Zhigang can use the sewing machine. There’s nothing left to sell in the store anyway.”

Xiao Zhao said okay, I’ll be fine here.

"I'll pick you up at half past five."

"No," Xiao Zhao said, "I can just take the bus back and you can work there."

"It's better for me to pick you up. Same thing, you still have time to wait for the bus. Why don't I pick you up and then go buy groceries? It's faster..."

"Haha, I understand. You still want me to be your cook, right? Do you want me to cook for you?" Xiao Zhao shouted, pointing at Zhang Chen with his finger.

Zhang Chen chuckled.

"But I am willing, as long as you can make me more clothes." Xiao Zhao giggled.

Zhang Chen was sitting there. In fact, he was very anxious. When it was almost eleven o'clock, he couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and said to Xiao Zhao, "I'll go then."

"Yeah, let's go quickly." Xiao Zhao said.

Zhang Chen hurriedly walked out.

"Come back, come back." Xiao Zhao shouted.

Zhang Chen came back and asked, "What are you doing?"

"That girl comes at noon, what should I tell her?"

Zhang Chen laughed: "I don't care, you can say whatever you like."

"You..." Xiao Zhao went to beat Zhang Chen, but Zhang Chen escaped with a smile and left.

Zhang Chen rode to the house, but his heart became cold. He saw that there were no tricycles in the yard, and the landlord had not returned from selling vegetables. To buy a sewing machine, he would definitely have to ride a tricycle, and the bicycle could not be loaded back.

Zhang Chen simply rode to Zhao Zhigang's tailor shop. Seeing that their door had not been opened, and knowing that they were still sleeping, Zhang Chen did not disturb them and asked them to sleep a little longer. It might be very late at night.

Zhang Chen returned home, but the landlord hadn't come back yet. Zhang Chen could only park the car and go upstairs, fall on the bed, and immediately fell asleep.

It was a tiring day yesterday and I got up very early today. It would be strange if I wasn't sleepy.

There was the sound of the courtyard door opening downstairs, followed by the clang of a tricycle. Zhang Chen woke up immediately, jumped up from the bed, staggered, and almost fell down. Damn it. After resting for a while, My legs started to hurt again.

Zhang Chen walked to the corridor and saw a tricycle parked in the yard below. The landlord walked to the courtyard gate and was about to close it.

"Brother, don't close it!" Zhang Chen shouted.

The landlord looked up at him and Zhang Chen shouted: "Lend me the tricycle again and I'll go pull the things."

Zhang Chen walked downstairs. The landlord was standing next to the tricycle and had already opened the chain lock of the tricycle. When Zhang Chen approached, he handed the chain lock to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen rode a tricycle to the door of Zhao Zhigang's tailor shop. Zhao Zhigang and the others had just gotten up. Zhang Chen told them what had happened. Both of them were very excited. Caidi shouted: "Okay, if the sewing machine arrives, I will definitely be able to make more money." Make ten!”

Zhang Chen asked Zhao Zhigang, where can I buy this industrial sewing machine?

Zhao Zhigang and Zhang Chen said that there is one on Zhongshan Middle Road. However, there is no need to buy a new one. New ones are too expensive. You can just buy second-hand ones. The difference is usually at least three to four hundred yuan, and if it is a heavy machine, it will be more.

"Where can I buy this second-hand sewing machine from a clothing factory?" Zhang Chen asked.

"There are a lot of them, a little way from here, Taipingmen Zhijie, do you know?"

Zhang Chen shook his head.

"Taipingmen Zhi Street, approaching Qiutao Road, there is a department store warehouse selling second-hand sewing machines." Zhao Zhigang said.

"Let's go, you come with me. I don't know what kind of machine is good."

Zhao Zhigang jumped on the tricycle, and Zhang Chen rode away. Zhao Zhigang gave directions from behind. After riding for more than ten minutes, Zhang Chen arrived at the Taipingmen Straight Street that Zhao Zhigang mentioned.

It's ridiculous to call this a street. They passed through Wufu Village and passed through Wufu Road. Except for the first section of the road, there was a vegetable market at the intersection. Next to the vegetable market were several small restaurants with ambiguous business projects. Next to Tou’s shampoo shop is a small road with vegetable fields on one side and several open-air cesspits on the roadside.

On the other side of the road, there was a fence with rusty barbed wire. Inside the fence were one-story tile-roofed houses. This was the warehouse of Hangcheng Department Store. They rode to the gate, which was open. , Zhao Zhigang shouted to the person in the communication room, "Buy a sewing machine!"

So they went in.

The warehouse area inside is very deep and large. A cement road extends into it, and there are rows of warehouses on both sides. There are always more than a dozen buildings, each with an area of ​​700 to 800 square meters. These warehouses are like a piece of land. The leaves are arranged on both sides of this passage in a regular manner, with branching roads leading into the warehouse.

Near the passage, there are no doors or windows, only a huge circle made of cement on the exposed blue bricks on the wall, with a number written in the circle, which is the code of the warehouse.

Zhao Zhigang and Zhang Chen said to park the car here, and we would go in and decide which one we would like to ride with again.