The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 33 Purchase
The long journey was very boring. Gao Qinghe and her brother ate and slept, and then ate again. Their butts were numb from sitting so long. Finally, the bus arrived at the provincial capital's bus station.

There were a few traffic jams on the way, and we arrived an hour and a half later than expected.

It's 8:30, which is quite late.

The siblings left the station lightly equipped and walked faster than the main group.

As soon as I exited the station, a group of people holding hotel signs surrounded me.

Gao Qingmiao had just arrived in the provincial capital, and it was nighttime. She still felt like she was dreaming, but instinctively she pulled her older sister aside to avoid these people.

He had dyed his hair yellow, was tall and burly, and didn't look like a good person. He showed an impatient expression, and the others stopped chasing him.

As soon as he nervously pulled the person to the side of the road, he heard laughter coming from behind him.

Gao Qingmiao was shocked: "Sister, you're still laughing! That was so dangerous!"

Gao Qinghe was still laughing, laughing so hard she was clutching her stomach. It took her a while to calm down and explain:
"Those people were the owners of a nearby small hotel, asking us if we needed a place to stay."

Gao Qingmiao exclaimed, "Huh?" in disbelief, "They all look like human traffickers to me."

Gao Qinghe patted him on the shoulder and praised him for being vigilant.

She couldn't say for sure if there were human traffickers among that group, but they were definitely scammers, about half of them.

Gao Qinghe hailed a three-wheeled motorcycle taxi and said in a thick provincial and municipal dialect, "Driver, to Qinghe Market on Xingtian Road."

Seeing that the two had no luggage, the driver assumed they were locals and cautiously quoted a price: "One dollar and fifty cents."

Gao Qinghe readily agreed.

Xingtian Road is near the train station, and the largest wholesale market in the province and city is also located here.

The city's goods all come from here, and there are also many customers from other places who come to do business here, making the business prosperous.

The entire Xingtian Road is lined with small hotels, their neon signs illuminating the street in a dazzling array of colors.

This is a sight you would never see in a small county town.

It was already 9 p.m., and the area was brightly lit, with many food stalls and night market vendors lining the roadside.

The shop was packed with people, and baskets of glass bottles were stacked at the entrance, like door gods.

The pungent aroma of various spices wafts out, making one's mouth water.

Gao Qingmiao was filled with curiosity and excitement; there were so many new things that she couldn't take it all in.

Gao Qinghe found a quiet and clean new hotel and, to save on the budget, booked only one standard room.

During registration, the receptionist took the household registration booklet and repeatedly confirmed the relationship between the siblings.

The scrutinizing gaze looked Gao Qingmiao up and down, confirming that they were siblings before allowing them to check in.

The hotel has shared shower rooms and toilets, and the rooms have kettles and basins available for free use.

It's just that the price is a few dollars more expensive than the surrounding places, twenty dollars a night.

But the local police station is right across the street, so Gao Qinghe is willing to spend a little more money for peace of mind.

The deposit was an additional fifty yuan, so Gao Qinghe asked her younger brother to take out the fifty yuan from his pocket and hand it to the front desk for registration.

After completing the formalities and successfully checking into the hotel, it was already 9:30 p.m.

After a long day of travel, the siblings were exhausted and fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow.

Gao Qingmiao snored loudly in the middle of the night, but Gao Qinghe was completely unaware.

The system woke her up the next day, and she complained about it. Only then did Gao Qinghe find out.

The room rate is ridiculously high, so we need to act fast.

The market was not far from the hotel. The siblings left the hotel at eight o'clock, bought two steamed buns each from a roadside bun shop to fill their stomachs, and headed straight for the market.

Gao Qingmiao just followed her older sister.

Having lived half her previous life in the provincial capital, Gao Qinghe was very familiar with everything there.

Even if it was rebuilt later and the geographical location changed, she could still guess the general idea.

Moreover, Qinghe Market will still be around in 2029.

Due to economic relocation, this area was later transformed into a retro-style, trendy street for leisure, food, and social media check-ins.

In the early 90s, Qinghe Market was the largest comprehensive wholesale market in the province.

There are countless stalls inside, selling clothing, accessories, shoes and socks, daily necessities, as well as home textiles, leather goods, stationery, snacks, and so on.

Stepping inside, the sheer variety of goods is dazzling. This seems nice, that seems good, and you want to try everything.

After browsing through a dazzling array of goods all morning, Gao Qinghe finally found what she wanted in a small corner stall.

Leggings were a must-have item for women in the 90s.

Commonly known as a "slip-on" shoe!

No one in the provincial capital had been seen wearing these pants yet, so the boss brought back a large batch, thinking they would sell like hotcakes.

Unexpectedly, after the new goods were displayed for two or three days, many people asked about them, but when they picked them up and looked at them, they all shook their heads.

It feels strange.

The skinny jeans are tight, making the lower body silhouette very clear, like wearing thermal underwear on the outside, which is very embarrassing.

The shop owner brought out the most popular spring style from the south right now. The fabric is light and skin-friendly, and it's actually very comfortable to wear.

But there's no way around it. Even in provincial capitals, inland cities aren't as open as coastal cities. People's mindsets haven't changed yet, and they can't accept this style for the time being.

Gao Qinghe entered the store, glanced at it a few times, touched it with her hands, and immediately asked the price.

The shop owner was organizing other new stock when he heard her ask about the price and looked over in surprise.

"Do you want to wear it yourself, or..."

Gao Qinghe said, "Wholesale."

The boss's eyes immediately lit up with a gleam, "Minimum order of ten, ten yuan each."

"Five yuan each, I'll take one hundred."

The shop owner picked up the calculator and started pressing keys rapidly, a flurry of clicks and clacks, as if he had made a huge, ruthless decision. Then he slammed his hand heavily on the stall.
"Little sister, you seem like a straightforward person. I'll do business with you today!"

The leggings come in three colors: red, black, and white.

Gao Qinghe ordered 70 black ones, 20 white ones, and 10 red ones.

After paying the shop owner to help pack the socks, I went to a sock shop I had previously looked at and asked the owner to stock up on 100 yuan worth of men's and women's socks, based on the best-selling styles.

"Do you want some of these newly arrived stockings? It's getting warmer soon, they're sure to sell well!" the shopkeeper enthusiastically recommended.

Gao Qinghe asked her to bring the goods so she could check their quality.

There are two styles of stockings: one is a regular mid-calf stocking without any patterns, available in skin tone and dark brown.

One type is a one-piece women's pantyhose with a crotch, available in black and nude colors.

The shop owner enthusiastically promoted this product: "Don't let its thinness fool you, the quality is exceptional, it's definitely not disposable... Look how stretchy it is, even someone weighing 200 pounds could wear it. It'll look amazing paired with a skirt or dress!"

In Gao Qinghe's opinion, the quality was just average, and it would definitely fray after being worn and taken off two or three times.

Besides, this isn't the season to wear skirts and show off your legs.

As for the everyday stockings, the quality is average, they're unbranded, and probably made in a small factory.

However, you can wear them even when it's cool; they look more stylish when paired with leather shoes and socks showing than with cotton socks.

Gao Qinghe asked, "How much are these two?"

"Short ones are one yuan a pair, one-piece ones are five yuan a pair, minimum order of twenty."

Gao Qinghe frowned; the onesie was too expensive.

After some haggling, I managed to get the everyday style for 60 cents, and I bought fifty pairs of one color.

I coaxed the boss into giving me five onesies at the lowest wholesale price so I could take them back and test the market.

"If it sells well, I'll come again next time," Gao Qinghe said with a smile.

The shop owner was exasperated. "Then you must come back to me for socks next time!"

"Definitely, definitely! If any new stock arrives, please save some for me, sister! I'll be back in two weeks."

"Okay okay okay"

The stockings cost 75 yuan, plus the cotton socks cost 100 yuan, totaling 175 yuan.

I got the leggings for 500 yuan, and the three items together cost 675 yuan.

There is still 125 left of the 800 purchase price.

(End of this chapter)