Small supermarket welcomes visitors from all directions

Chapter 57 Wanjie Building Exhibition Hall
"If I had known at that time, I would also be against you returning home to open a supermarket." Song Ji Yang said pertinently.

"What reputation do you have to oppose me?" Wang Yue teased Song Jiyang.

Song Ji Yang looked at Wang Yue deeply, said nothing, and smiled.

Wang Yue laughed so hard that she felt uneasy: You didn’t say anything special, right?

Then Wang Yue said nonchalantly: "I didn't transfer to this supermarket because I wanted to make it my career. To be more precise, I wanted to find something to do after I quit my job."

"You can go traveling or relax at home!" In fact, Song Ji Yang didn't understand why Wang Yue thought of opening a supermarket at that time.

"Stop talking about that. In the past two years, I've been to all the tourist attractions in China, big and small, with Liao Yihao! They're just so-so. Except for the famous attractions that have their own characteristics, the others are all the same. I don't want to go at all." Speaking of Liao Yihao, there has been no phone call from me for a while, and I almost forgot about this person.

"Besides, staying at home is even worse." Wang Yue looked a little shy when she said this. Song Ji Yang was a little confused. What was there to be embarrassed about?

"I know myself. I have bad habits. My parents are not around and no one is watching over me. I don't have to go to work, so I am free and undisciplined. I have reversed my days and nights, and I go hungry one day and full the next. It won't be long before my body is ruined."

Song Jiyang is such a self-disciplined person, and Wang Yue's words almost overturned his three views. He couldn't imagine how there could be such a lax person in the world?
"Have you ever had a time like this before?"

"After I graduated from high school, my parents were busy with their business, and I was alone at home for two months when I developed stomach problems! I had anemia and was eventually hospitalized!"

"You're really capable! You can make yourself like this. So you open a supermarket?"

Wang Yue was a little proud: "Yes! I chose a good job! Business is not good, but there is business every day. It allows me not to be too decadent or tired, which is exactly what I want."

"It's a good choice indeed! Without you opening a supermarket, there would be no Plane Supermarket now."

"I certainly didn't think so at the time. I just thought that if my relative closed his business, there would be no place to buy things in this village."

"To be honest, the villagers here are young at 60. It's easy for people to forget things when they get old. Often, they find out that there is no salt until the dishes are cooked. Today they need a piece of onion, tomorrow they need a piece of string. At that time, I thought that since I had nothing to do, I took over the supermarket and looked after it myself, thinking that I was serving the people. No one expected that there would be unexpected gains."

"Yes!"

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The next morning, everyone stayed in the supermarket. After lunch, it was still early, so Wang Yue lingered in the supermarket until after four o'clock before leaving. Song Jiyang and Wen Hao also went with her.

Mr. Jiang and Liu Xuehua have free time and will meet at the auction in the evening.

Liu Xiaofei will accompany Tang Qiao and the other two to the auction room at 6pm and go back to the supermarket after the meeting.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yue, looking refreshed, walked towards the entrance of the building. She had just received a call from Luo Luo, asking her to gather at the entrance.

When we arrived at the door, Lolo and Song Yang were indeed waiting there.

"Wow! Where did this beautiful girl come from?" Lolo's exaggerated voice rang out in the building.

"Aren't you a great beauty? Oh! There's another little beauty here." Then he pulled Song Yang's hand.

Luo Luo was wearing a pink sleeveless dress today, looking very energetic: "I dress up every day and look beautiful every day, there's nothing to say about it. Song Yang, do you think Wang Yue is particularly beautiful today?" Song Yang was wearing a light yellow dress today, looking sweet and soft, not aggressive. Of course, this was the evaluation given by people who didn't know her.

"It's really beautiful! Isn't this fabric unusual?" Song Yang has sharp eyes. Just now, when he glanced at it under the light, he saw the pattern emerging on the seemingly ordinary fabric.

Luo Luo became interested, pulled Wang Yue under the light, looked at her carefully, and exclaimed:
"What is this? Auspicious clouds, cranes, pavilions, and a bright moon. Great! Xiao Yueyue, what kind of fabric is this?"

Wang Yue was still very happy that her clothes were appreciated by others.

"Let's go! I'll take you to see it!"

The things in the exhibition hall are no longer the same as what Wang Yue saw last time. Except for the auction items, everything else has been sold!

Tang Qiao transferred another 100 pieces of Shu brocade, but he didn't dare to order more. He was sure that they could be sold, but if there were too many on the market, it would be easy to lose the market advantage.

"Wow! Why are there so many Shu brocades? My mother came to see it a few days ago and bought two pieces of the patterns she didn't like very much." Lolo asked the staff standing next to the window.

"Hello, Miss! It's like this. The previous batch was a warm-up for the auction, and this batch of goods is specially prepared for the guests of the auction. Because it is purely handmade, the production is limited, and our Shu brocade will not appear on the market in the next year." The staff replied.

"That's what I said! Why are there so many goods today? Let me choose carefully." Then he started.

"Are all of them here?" I asked the staff.

"Yes! They are all here."

"You two can choose what you like. I'll pay for today." Lolo said generously, waving his hand and pushing the two sisters to go choose things.

Wang Yue definitely doesn’t need her to send her off, but it’s not easy to refuse at this time. After all, there is Song Yang. What if Song Yang likes it?
Just choose it! Wang Yue just took it as pure appreciation. No matter how many times she saw it, this Shu brocade was still so beautiful.

I don’t know who planned this, but there are so many picture frames in the exhibition hall, with the edges of the frames left blank for more than 20 centimeters, either white, blue, or black…

Then the Shu brocade is framed, which makes it look high-end and most importantly, avoids the interaction with other cloths, which would make people dazzled when looking at it.

This will create a visual impact. By looking at a piece of cloth attentively, Wang Yue now truly believes that Shu brocade is a painting and a story, and every pattern on a piece of Shu brocade is auspicious.

In the moment when Wang Yue was stunned, Lolo quickly ordered more than ten pieces of cloth.

Seeing that the two were too embarrassed to choose, Luo Luo pointed to two relatively plain ones and said to Wang Yue and the others, "Xiao Yueyue, this one, Yangyang, the light yellow one over there is for you."

Wang Yue didn't say anything. Yang Yang said, "I don't need it. I won't have time to wear it after I buy it. Besides, it's very expensive. It's not worth it."

"Yangyang! If it was something else, I wouldn't have advised you to accept it. The main reason is that this Shu brocade is hard to come by. For example, my mom didn't buy any a few days ago, and we don't know when it will appear next time!"

As he spoke, he called the staff over and asked them to issue the ticket and swipe the card. The whole process was done in one go.

"Lolo! I really don't need it. There's no need to buy it and put it up for display." Song Yang was still unwilling to accept it. After all, the price tag on it was one hundred thousand and there was no discount at all.

"You know what, many people buy it and put it on display. Look, it's a work of art when it's just displayed."

Following Lolo's finger, I saw a piece of Shu brocade that was so colorful and bright under the light.