Almighty painter

Chapter 567 Shopping
Koko and Gu Weijing walked around a wall consisting of two connected containers with the words "Top-quality Dongxia painted porcelain plates, 5500 Myanmar Kyats per piece" and "Fine jade bracelets, buy three and get one free" written on them respectively.

Then he turned into a large open space at the back.

As far as the eye can see, there are piles of all kinds of clothes.

It's like some kind of "World Expo" for clothing.

It's the garbage can version though.

Fabrics for skirts, coats, jeans, tablecloths, bags, sofas, and stock fabrics flowing out of factories.

With packaging, without packaging.

……

"Any kind of item you can imagine that is related to textiles can often be found here." Koko pointed to the piles of fabrics several people high in the isolation belt, "provided that you have enough patience to pick them out carefully, or... rummage through the garbage."

The clothes were piled up like a threshing floor in the countryside where grain is dried.

It also exudes a smell that is similar to the smell of something that has been left unattended for a long time after a heavy rain, and then exposed to the sun, resulting in a mixture of fermentation, germination and mold.

"The goods here are all old fabrics from various clothing recycling workshops in the city; the inventory of container stalls that have not paid management fees on time, and a large amount of second-hand textiles collected from the streets when people buy waste."

"Some of them that are obviously valuable will be recycled and sold at other stalls. But not everyone has the patience to come and clean them up. Those that no one wants, are too dirty, or can't be sold for some reason, will eventually pile up here."

Miss Koko pointed at the small stool beside the police belt.

A few old men gathered together to play cards.

"I don't know how it is now, but when I came here as a kid, there were two ways to buy things here."

"Or we can make a deal, 500 Kyats for every five pieces. From the tarpaulin with holes on the truck to the lace underwear with holes, no matter how big or small. As long as they are connected, they are all counted as one piece. Or we can take a large plastic basin, 500 Kyats for each basin, and you can take away anything you can fit in the basin."

Koko introduced her to Gu Weijing.

“My mom was a failed dancer but a great seamstress with a lot of ideas. My grandpa was broke at the time. She told me that if you want to buy real Chanel with a budget of $10000, then you should go to the brand store. If you want to buy real Chanel with a budget of 10000 kyats, this is the only place you can go, and it’s hard to have any other choice.”

"Oh, to be honest, you may not believe it, but many of the good times in my childhood memories were spent here."

Koko recalled the night many, many years ago.

It was almost midnight.

She held a large plastic basin on her head and followed her mother, who was holding a flashlight, as they wandered through the ocean of fabric.

These extremely high piles of clothes looked like real hills to the little girl at that time.

The two of them are treasure hunters who want to pick up gold nuggets among the hills.

"good time?"

Gu Weijing looked at these tattered second-hand clothes.

He couldn't help but frown slightly: "Can you buy Chanel in a place like this?"

"You don't understand—"

Koko looked at Gu Weijing deeply.

When she saw the suspicion in the boy's eyes, Koko couldn't help but want to pull his hand. She ran over, took a basin and put it on her head, and took him to "shop" for clothes.

Koko wanted to tell him.

What really determines whether these moments are considered good times in your memory is never whether you were shopping in Suvarnabhumi with $10,000 in your hand or rummaging through piles of smelly old clothes with a few tightly-held coins.

The fun here lies simply in who is with you and who is by your side.

(Note: The name of the international airport, the Chanel counter in the Royal Duty Free Shop at the Thai Airport, is said to be the place in Asia where you can find classic bags at a better price.)
Koko stretched out her hand out habitually, but suddenly she froze and put her hand back.

"It's hard to say about Chanel."

The words come to your lips.

Koko temporarily changed her answer to his next question.

"It depends on your luck."

Koko pursed her lips and said, "The key point of this kind of place is that you have to believe that you can pick up real treasures. Just like when you crack open a hundred clams and get nothing, you have to imagine that the next clam shell will spit out beautiful big pearls for me. Otherwise, what else can support you to pick up these dirty and rotten clothes?"

"The secret my mother told me is that every time she comes here, she treats it as the outlet shopping malls she visited when she was studying abroad in Bangkok. As long as you are willing to use your imagination, it is essentially the same thing."

"In an outlet mall, you might buy a pair of Prada high heels that have been out of stock for 12 months, but here, they may have been in stock for 12 or even 120 years."

"She once found a large piece of very good quality tussah silk fabric, but it had a few holes in it from moths. My mother used that fabric to make my first little dress for me. Sometimes we can find some beautiful lace and fine linen. Although we have never found Chanel, we once found a suitcase filled with rags."

"The contents of the suitcase were all worthless rags of clothes and magazines, but the person who received it did not recognize the suitcase. It was too old. It was a travel suitcase produced by Louis Vuitton in 1887."

"My mother thought it was genuine, she told me with certainty. It must have been used by a British governor-general or a visiting duchess."

"cool."

Gu Weijing gradually figured out the fun of this kind of thing.

It is completely different from the time when he picked up a valuable 19th century oil painting at a calligraphy and painting auction and got a huge sense of accomplishment.

But this kind of good luck doesn't come along every time.

If you can encounter this opportunity once, it means God is willing to protect you.

He later visited several similar art trading platforms.

Most of the collections there are just very common things.

"But we're not here to dig out the clothes today. Even if there are some second-hand clothes worth buying, it's best not to wear them before you steam and boil them, wash and soak them, and finally shine them all under an ultraviolet lamp."

"After all, you never know where the things here were collected from or who their previous owner was."

Koko tilted her head.

"It could be the Duchess, or it could be the beggar who died of malaria and diarrhea, or it could be that the Duchess's suitcase fell into the hands of the beggar who died of diarrhea. Who can know about this kind of thing?"

When it comes to those skirts and underwear in strip bars that come from unknown sources, she never touches them closely.

These are the life lessons I learned here when I was a child.

"Okay, our purpose here is not to pick up the Chanel hidden in these mountains of clothes and thrown away by their owners. Follow me. The back is a place that specializes in dealing with the long-unsold inventory in the market in front. At least they are all new, um, most likely."

Koko pulled Gu Weijing.

Walking to the pile of fabrics, I saw a row of small stalls that had been cleared out specifically for the occasion.

There was a horizontal wire across the stall.

Clothes of various styles are hung on the wire with hangers, and two small table lamps are placed on the ground. On summer nights, small flying insects are flying aimlessly in the light emitted by the small table lamps.

……

This night was destined to be the first of many times in Gu Weijing's life.

First time going to a bar.

The first time I got angry and threw a wine glass at someone.

It was the first time that someone pointed a gun at me. It was the first time that I faced a gangster godfather like Brother Hao at close range, just a phone call away.

It was my first time to come to the night market, and also my first time to accompany a girl to choose clothes.

Mona and Gu Weijing have been to many places together, including riding the Ferris wheel, visiting the oceanarium, drinking cold drinks, playing arcade games, and watching movies.

But they had never picked out clothes together.

Miss Sandanou thought privately.

Dressing and appearance represent a girl's face.

Clothes can not only show a woman's temperament, but also represent a girl's independence.

Especially in the traditional culture of India.

Men tend to dress very modern and fashionable, with suits, jeans and the like.

Wear anything you like.

But there are many rules for women's dress.

What a girl wears, whether she has the right to dress autonomously, whether she can freely control her body, and whether she has to obey the orders of her father or husband often represent her status in the family.

Those things in front.

Mona still classifies it into the broad categories of male best friend, Plan B, and childhood male friend.

But is it necessary to ask other people's opinions on what to wear? Women dress up to please themselves.

It is completely a matter of entering into the next field.

That's something you should discuss with your "boyfriend" rather than your "boyfriend's friend".

Gu Weijing didn't understand Mona's thoughts.

He now only feels that the enthusiasm that girls show when choosing clothes is truly a natural love of beauty that comes from within.

Their patience with clothing.

It doesn't matter whether you're shopping at a flagship clothing store or a cheap night market stall at midnight.

Even an impatient girl like Lian Koukou is the same.

"Nonono, buy three and get one free. Which of these two clothes do you think looks better?"

More than twenty minutes later.

Miss Koko handed a pair of jeans to Gu Weijing.

Then, she held a red spotted straight-tube half-sleeve top with the words "girls just want to have fun" written on it in her left hand, and a pink and yellow floral dress in her right hand, and placed them in front of her chest one by one to show him.

"Well, the skirt is nicer, and has a simple feel. It looks better on you."

Gu Weijing gave suggestions carefully.

"Oh, it's so old-fashioned. This skirt is too old-fashioned and makes me look like an old lady. Besides, the waistline of this skirt is too low, which makes my legs look short. This type of skirt is for girls with O-shaped bodies. I finally have a pair of long legs, and it's a waste to wear a low-waisted skirt. Do you think a low-waisted, short-legged old lady looks good?"

Koko frowned, glared at Gu Weijing, and hummed something.

I doubt the boys' fashion appreciation ability.

"Well, the short-sleeved shirt next to it is also good. The spots on it have a pop art feel. It looks more lively and may be better looking."

Gu Weijing hurriedly tried to make up for his loss.

"Yes, I think so too. I'll teach you a lesson next time."

"Next time you go shopping with Ms. Shengzi, if she asks you which dress looks best on her, that's a trap question." Koko said playfully, "The correct answer is that she looks good in any dress. Choose the one you like."

"Well... do you really think this floral skirt is pretty?" Miss Koko looked left and right again and asked suspiciously.

"Trap question?"

Gu Weijing observed the man's expression.

"You learn pretty quickly, but not this time." Koko puffed her cheeks.

So, Gu Weijing nodded.

"Take them all first, and I'll pick some."

Koko piled both pieces of clothing in Gu Weijing's arms, and ran to the stall to work hard.

"Look at the jackets, look at the jackets, they are all 6000 Kyats over there, the material is really solid!"

The man running the stall is a man in his fifties.

He put down the poker cards in his hand and strolled over. He took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to Gu Weijing. After Gu Weijing shook his head to refuse, he moved closer to Koko.

“6000 Kyats each? These are all unsold goods. Don’t bluff me. Your goods are only 3000 Kyats. And it’s too hot to wear a jacket in this weather.”

Koko showed her little fangs and expressed her doubt about the old man's words.

"Girl, you don't understand. These are all imported high-end products from big brands. Besides, jackets look good on girls. They make them look dignified."

The old man's face didn't blush at all, and he started talking without thinking, "You'll understand once you put it on, it's very comfortable, the material is breathable, and you won't make a sound once you put it on. Besides, if you really want it, can't we negotiate the price?"

The old man was quite sharp-eyed. He took a look at the red bar skirt that was almost reaching the ground on Koko.

"bad business?"

He sniffed.

"Alas, this world is so difficult these days. It's not easy for anyone to make a little money. Miss, if you buy a few more, I'll give you a 4200% discount. It's Kyats each. Let me tell you, the material in my house is really good..."

Koko's face changed.

She was silent for a moment.

Turn around.

She took out a few one-dollar bills from her small bag that were given to her by two foreign guests at the bar today and threw them onto the stall.

Koko took out the colorful dress embroidered with small flowers from Gu Weijing's arms, turned around and walked back in the direction she came from.

"let's go."

suddenly.

Koko seemed to have lost all interest in shopping and picking clothes.

Only the stall owner, who was discussing business peacefully but somehow said something wrong, was left standing there in shock.

There was silence for a few seconds.

He seemed to remember something and suddenly held the dollar bill in front of his eyes and looked at it under the lamp.

"Strange, it's real money~"

(End of this chapter)