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Chapter 201 Buying Clothes

"Okay, then cousin, you should be more energetic and have a long-term goal. Our old Liu parents are very good-looking. Let's see if we can bring back a girl from the city, hahaha!"

Li Feng pushed the car into the storage area of ​​the department store again and locked it. He waved his hand, opened the curtain hanging at the door, and walked in.

Inside the spacious and bright department store, there is still no shortage of customers at this time. The crowd is bustling. The children are following behind their parents, raising their heads and sniffing their noses, looking at the colorful things placed on the counter that is taller than themselves. I can't even see it with my eyes.

The last time he bought a car, Li Feng only had so much money in his pocket. He was poor and short of ambition, and he didn't even go shopping. Today, his wallet is bulging again and he is confident.

He ignored the row of shiny bicycles at the door, squeezed through the crowd and walked directly inside.

What caught his eye was a row of wooden cabinets with rows of cups neatly placed on them. When Li Feng saw it, he immediately remembered that there was indeed something missing on his desk.

I usually go to the office to have tea, and I use the glass on the coffee table, or the cans and bottles in the break room. The layout is too small. The workers love the big enamel teapot, and the cadres love the ceramic cups. Each has its own way. Advantage.

"Comrade, do you need a ticket for this cup?"

Li Feng pointed to the cup cabinet outside and asked the salesperson against the wall.

"The top row of insulated glass and plastic cups require tickets, but the ceramic ones below don't need tickets. Let me know which one you like and I'll get you a new one. Be careful, don't get brittle!"

The salesperson was quite busy. The customer in front of her was selecting items. She looked at Li Feng cautiously and saw that he was well-dressed. Then she explained patiently.

"OK, thanks!"

Li Feng nodded after hearing this. The quality of salespeople who can come to department stores is much better than those from supply and marketing cooperatives. Maybe it's because they face different customer groups.

"Glass cup, plastic cup!"

Li Feng ran his fingers across the shelves, secretly wondering if the ceramic cups were made of mud, so he didn't need a ticket. Without a cup ticket, he could only look at the ceramic cups.

Looking at the ceramic cups of different sizes, tall, short, fat and thin, Li Feng's eyes were a bit dazzled. The one with the dragon was not necessary, the red and green felt too bright, and the revolutionary slogan was too neutral, until he saw a few strokes at the bottom outlining a flower. Li Feng became interested in Orchid's blue and white porcelain cup.

"Do you still have this? If so, can you pack one for me?"

Li Feng lifted the cup, lifted the lid, checked the inside to see if it was the right size, and asked the salesperson.

"I'll find it for you!"

The salesperson pulled the colleague aside and opened the cabinet door behind him. After a while, he took out the cup wrapped in straw rope, checked that there was no chipped porcelain, and placed it on the glass counter.

"This fifty cents needs to be invoiced first, comrade!"

"It's really cheap!"

Li Feng handed over the banknotes, just like the last time he bought a car. The salesperson hung the receipt and banknotes on the wire on the counter, stretched out his hand and pushed them, and slid them directly towards the accountant.

"Give!"

After the salesperson took back the ticket issued by the accountant, he skillfully folded the straw paper a few times, and finally handed the cup and ticket to Li Feng.

Putting the cup into his coat pocket, Li Feng put it directly into the space and continued walking inside.

There are not as many types of things in this era as there were a few decades later, but for the same type of things, as long as the technical threshold is not high, there are many styles, and competition with each other is still fierce.

That is to say, in this era of shortage of materials, many factories will close in more than ten or twenty years, which may also be related to these. Only technological innovation can adapt and survive.

As Li Feng walked around, he unknowingly brought in the perspective of past sales. It would be a pity not to write a paper. "Comrade, please take out these sleeves and have a look!"

Walking to the fabric counter upstairs, Li Feng saw a pair of sleeve protectors with bunny patterns.

Different from the previous blue or gray tones, it is pink and tender. I think she will like it for Li Nan. In the winter, Li Feng would rather let his mother wash his sleeves than wash his cotton clothes.

"This pair of sleeves costs $[-], and it's a two-foot piece of cloth!"

The salesperson was a little surprised at first when he saw the young man buying a sleeve protector for women, but he patiently took it out and quoted the price.

"It's okay, let me see if the size fits. My sister lies on the desk every day, and her sleeves are extremely dirty!"

"Oh, why don't I have such a caring brother? If I give this to her, she will be extremely happy!"

When the salesperson heard Li Feng's explanation, he covered his mouth and smiled, then tilted his head and watched Li Feng inspect the products.

"Stop talking, my family is a waste of money. The main reason is that I don't want my mother to wash her cotton clothes!"

After handing over the cloth notes and banknotes, Li Feng collected the package handed over by the salesperson who was covering his mouth and laughing.

"Comrade, where can I buy the Chinese tunic suit?"

Li Feng looked at the dazzling array of shelves on the second floor. Li Feng didn't have that many cloth tickets with him, so he simply opened his mouth and asked directly about his destination today.

"Is it a wedding outfit or a cadre outfit?"

The salesperson who had been teased by Li Feng just now found the young man in front of him more pleasing to his eye, and was patiently preparing to help him with his advice.

"Um, pretending to be a cadre!"

"You and sister are here. The young man is still a cadre. Which unit does he belong to? Do you have a partner? How about I introduce you to one?"

The salesperson opened the cover of the counter, walked out, took a close look at Li Feng's height, looked familiar, and started joking.

"Sister, please don't make fun of me. I'm from the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. Isn't the wedding dress different from the work dress?"

Li Feng followed the salesperson, secretly thinking that these girls were too naive and took him there themselves. Looking at the curious looks of the little girls around him, he accepted the offer shamelessly.

"Steel rolling mill, oh, I know, it's not far from us. When you buy clothes, you have to have a woman with you. There are a few men who know fabrics. The ones you wear for weddings are cheap, but the ones you wear for work should be durable!"

"Oh, that's right. Thank you sister for your help, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to choose."

"It's up to you. My sister's name is Wan Chunhua. You can just call me Sister Wan. There are not enough cloth tickets now, and we're worried about it. So I'll take you there, and I'll take a look at the new clothing styles."

The two of them were walking and chatting. After hearing what she said, Li Feng really felt that there were indeed fewer people upstairs than downstairs.

"Sister Hong, this little brother wants to choose a Chinese tunic suit for work. Please show him which one is suitable!"

"Hey, I don't recognize this younger brother. He's quite handsome. Your old cow doesn't plow the land anymore!"

Sister Hong was sitting behind the clothes counter, knitting boredly. When she saw Wan Chunhua coming with Li Feng, she started to joke.

(End of this chapter)