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Chapter 1613 Free trial for three days!

Liu Guiying was startled by her husband's sudden anger. She blushed and stammered, "I, I didn't say anything..."

"You'd better shut up!"

Zhang Fucai rolled his eyes at her. In his heart, Brother Jianping was closer to him than his own brother. If anyone dared to say anything bad about him, he would be the first to disagree!

"What is this... a waistcoat? Why is it smooth?"

Liu Guiying blushed with embarrassment and quickly changed the topic to the two packages. Zhang Fucai grabbed a pair of scissors and untied the ropes on the packages. "What do you know? This is a down jacket invented by Brother Jianping. It is light and warm to wear. He told me about it before and asked me to help him sell it."

"This thing is quite noisy. What's stuffed inside, a cotton ribbon?"

Liu Guiying curled her lips, looking at the weird look, who would buy it?
"It's stuffed with goose down..."

"What's the point of stuffing it with goose down?"

Zhang Fucai glared at him, "Why do you stuff it with goose down? To keep warm! Why not stuff it with chicken feathers?"

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, what's your attitude? You got angry with me just because I asked you a few questions. What's the matter with me saying that I owe you what you owe me?" Liu Guiying also got angry and started cursing at Zhang Fucai while pointing at his nose!
"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you. You've made a fool of yourself. Go back to your stall and sell your goods. Someone's coming..."

Zhang Fucai had no choice but to put on a smile and pushed his wife to the door of the third floor. Liu Guiying was still a little bit unwilling to give in. "I warn you, Zhang Fucai, be polite when talking to me next time. At the very least, I have given birth to a daughter for your Zhang family. I won't say anything if your parents give me the cold shoulder, but if you do that to us again..."

“Sell goods, sell goods!”

Zhang Fucai felt that as their wealth grew, his wife became more and more aggressive. She would often make long speeches to find fault with him and the two elderly people, which made him very distressed!

But what else can we do?
You have to grit your teeth and live with the wife you chose!
After finally suppressing his wife's anger, Zhang Fucai wiped his sweat off his forehead. Seeing someone coming to buy clothes, he hurriedly and enthusiastically started selling them!

"This is our latest style, called a down waistcoat. Would you like to try it on?"

Seeing a middle-aged man coming to buy a cotton coat, Zhang Fucai quickly took out a down vest and handed it to him. The middle-aged man reached out and touched it, "This thing is quite slippery. Can it withstand the wind?"

"My man, you are so lazy... you can't stand the wind. I'll sell it to you. If you go out for a walk and it freezes into an ice stick, you will have to beat me with a stick. Don't worry, this thing is made with the most advanced technology from abroad. It is not only light but also warm... Try it?"

"Then I'll give it a try?"

The middle-aged man looked suspicious, but he put on the down vest, patted it twice, and grinned, "It's quite light!"

"Of course not. This waistcoat weighs less than 8 taels on the scale. That old cotton coat weighs at least 10 jin. It hurts my shoulders when I wear it. Not to mention, this one really fits you well!"

"Really? Let me see!"

The middle-aged man stood in front of the mirror and took a closer look. He grinned and said, "Okay, how much?"

"for free!"

"No, no money?" The middle-aged man was stunned, and the people watching nearby were also stunned!

I've never seen business done this way!
"Haha, it's not that I don't want money. What I'm saying is, I'm selling this waistcoat for 7.5 yuan a piece. You can try it on for free for three days. If you like it, you can pay for it. If not, you can return it to me. How's that?"

"Young man, if you do this...don't make a loss!"

The crowd watching on the side kindly advised him, but Zhang Fucai smiled and waved his hand, "Uncle, let me tell you this, my business is based on word of mouth. People say that the clothes they wear are good and they all come to buy from me, so am I making a fortune?" "Hehe, this kid is good, he thinks long-term, then give me one too!"

"Please pick a larger size for me..."

"I'll try too!"

In less than ten minutes, he "gave away" all 30 down vests. Liu Guifang, who was watching the stall, came to Liu Guiying with a sullen face and whispered to her about it. Liu Guiying rolled her eyes at her husband and said, "Why bother with that? He is paying Sun Jianping's money!"

The so-called down waistcoat seemed to her like she was just nonsense!
You only put goose down inside and don’t even put in a bit of cotton. How can it still keep you warm?
It's the dead of winter now, with temperatures below 20 or 30 degrees Celsius. If you go out wearing this, you'll be frozen into an ice stick!
Burning newspapers at graves - just to fool ghosts!
She was eagerly waiting for the people who bought the down vests to come back and return them, but she didn't expect that no one came to return them until the next day. Instead, Wang Xianmin sent her another thirty sets!
"Why can't we live our own lives?"

Liu Guiying couldn't stand it any longer. She didn't sell the good cotton coats, but let people buy this "junk stuffed with goose feathers"!

It’s fine if you sell it, but you also offer “free three-day trial!”

Why are you afraid of money biting your hand?

"I told you to stay out of this matter, did you hear me?"

Zhang Fucai glared at his wife angrily and said, "Just take care of your own business, don't worry about other people's business!"

"Yes, yes, I'm worried. Let's settle the accounts today. Whatever you sell at your stall will be yours, and whatever I sell at my stall will be mine. No one will borrow money from the other. Do you understand?"

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"Isn't this how we always settle accounts?"

"I'm just reminding you, don't get too hung up on us. Sun Jianping brought you a bunch of junk to sell, and you lost everything and then borrowed money from me to buy more..."

"Stop wasting time, okay? I won't borrow money from you even if I quit my business at a loss, okay?" Zhang Fucai turned his head and looked at Liu Guifang who was eavesdropping on him. "Don't blame me for saying it in advance. Stop fighting with your sister, go out for drinks and singing, and dance with the gentlemen. If I catch you again, we'll get divorced!"

"Hey, Zhang Fucai, are you so tough that you dare to ask me for a divorce? I told you it's impossible! I go out drinking and singing every night, and I know a lot of good brothers, so what!"

Zhang Fucai rolled his eyes at his wife and said, "Okay, you're awesome. Go ahead with your good brother!"

"Fuck, who are you following all day long!" Liu Guiying is rich now, she is more confident and speaks with more confidence!
What Zhang Laosan and Li Erdan are nothing but yo-yos!

I have a savings of three or four hundred thousand yuan in my hand, and I live a luxurious life every day. Do I have to argue with you guys?

"Ugh!"

Zhang Fucai sighed. He suddenly felt envious of his younger brother and sister. Their lives were... how did they say it, living in harmony and happiness...

The key is that my sister-in-law is gentle, generous and has no temper. She is always smiling and friendly with everyone!
Shandong girls are still the best!
These old women from Northeast China are short-sighted, despise the poor and love the rich, are aggressive and unruly, and have no education at all!
Zhang Fucai glanced at his wife who was whispering to Liu Guifang, sighed softly, and suddenly a thought arose in his mind that he had never dared to think about in the past!
"Hey boy, do you still have that velvet vest?"

He was in a daze when suddenly a deep voice came, which frightened him!
It was the old man who had received a down vest from him to "try on" yesterday. He was now standing by the counter, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, yes. How do you feel wearing it?" Zhang Fucai smiled and found a down vest of similar size and handed it to the old man. The old man took it and compared it with him, grinning, "It's okay. I'm sweating. It's really foreign high-tech. It doesn't look very heavy, but when I wear it, it's like carrying a small stove, steaming, and it's light... That old foreign suit is so heavy..."

The old man took out fifteen dollars and said, "Two pieces, is that the amount?"

“Yes, yes, yes!” Zhang Fucai hooked his finger at the old man again and shook the five-dollar note, “If you bring me a few more customers, I’ll give you the five dollars!”

(End of this chapter)