A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

After staying in Guangyun City for two days, Qiao An bought three train tickets to Pyeongkyung.

Just like when we arrived, there are two lower bunks and one middle bunk.

There are thirteen days left until Qiao An's exam.

They want to sell as many clothes as possible in these days.

Pingjing is the capital of the Xia Kingdom, and March is the time when the temperature is warming up.

As soon as Qiao An stepped out of the train station, she felt that the air was very dry.

Not only that, but it also spreads its dust and dirt.

"Big sister, is this what the capital is like? Anyone who didn't know better would think they'd come to the Loess Plateau!" Feng Sanqiang spat out a mouthful of sand.

Qiao An hadn't expected that they would run into a sandstorm in Pingjing.

They first found a guesthouse to stay in and took a shower.

Joan had only been outside for less than an hour, and her hair was full of sand.

Fortunately, the sandstorm did not last for two days.

The next day, they wandered through the streets and alleys and found a house that was being rented out. They spent 10 yuan to rent it for half a month to use as a temporary warehouse.

She sent Feng Sanqiang and Dabao away and put the clothes into the warehouse from her spatial storage.

When the two of them arrived, Qiao An lied and said that she had gone to the train station and paid someone to transport them there.

Feng Sanqiang and Dabao then searched around and rented three tricycles.

On the third day after arriving in Pyeongjong, the sky was blue with white clouds and a gentle breeze felt warm on my skin.

In the world of the novel, small stalls were beginning to emerge in Heijing at this time.

They are mostly concentrated in the Gumen area.

In Pyeongjin, there is almost no such thing as legal street vending; it just depends on whether the city management bureau wants to regulate it or not.

After Qiao An finalized the price of the clothes, she asked Feng Sanqiang to go to Haizi Park. It was the weekend, and young people liked to go there for walks, boating, and dates.

Da Bao went to Gumen, a famous landmark in Beijing, popular with tourists and business travelers alike.

As for herself, she rode her bike to the back street, which was a large area of ​​courtyard houses.

But it's different from the typical narrow and cramped courtyard houses where three or four families live in one courtyard.

These are all detached houses, and most of the residents are family members of cadres from Beijing.

In the novel, Mu Yu sets up a clothing stall here and encounters an old lady being harassed by others.

She found it troublesome and thought it would interfere with her business, so instead of helping the old lady, she said a few words to her.

Two years later, she came to Pingjing with Huo Jiyun and learned that the old lady she hadn't helped back then was actually the mother of Han Mo, the chief commander of the five major military regions of Xia Kingdom.

Mo Yu was filled with regret, and coincidentally, the old lady recognized her.

No matter what Mo Yu did later, the old lady remained indifferent to her.

Joanne didn't want to miss this opportunity.

She wasn't concerned about Xiao Jiyun's future career in the military.

It's simply for myself.

In the novel, Huo Jiyun's biological parents and family members are not exactly easy to get along with.

She needed to establish herself firmly in Pingjing so that Huo Jiyun's family would bother her less.

Pyeonggyeong is the capital, but it is far from Gwangun City.

Although this is where many policies are introduced, these policies do not initially affect Pyeongkol.

The clothes displayed on the tricycle immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Wow! This outfit is so beautiful!

Many young girls came to watch.

"Isn't that the bell-bottoms from 'A Bus Romance'?"

"I just watched this movie yesterday, and when I got home I was saying, 'I wish our Pyeongkyo sold clothes like this.'"

Qiao An looked at the few young girls in front of her who were about the same age as her, stood up from behind the tricycle, and pointed to the bell-bottoms she was wearing.

"I'm wearing these flared jeans. What do you think of the effect? ​​Don't they make me look slimmer and my legs longer?"

Joan has a great figure; she's a walking model herself.

The little girl's eyes practically glued to Qiao An's outfit.

"It's beautiful, so beautiful!"

Joanne smiled and picked up the clothes to hold up one of the girls, "Look, bell-bottoms with a floral shirt, you look as pretty as a flower."

Hearing Qiao An's words, the little girl blushed and kept looking at the clothes.

"How much is this dress?"

"We just opened today, and you're asking about the price. If you want to buy, this set is 35 yuan."

The young girl bit her lip. Her monthly salary was 80 yuan, and this outfit took up almost half of it.

It's really expensive.

But the clothes are really beautiful.

Seeing her hesitation, Qiao An continued, "These clothes are the most fashionable ones from Guangyun City. You definitely won't find them in Pingjing. If you buy them, you'll be the first person in Pingjing to wear them."

Hearing her say that, the girl made up her mind.

"Okay, I'll buy it."

She took out her money and picked out a set in the car.

One good thing about this era is that everyone is about the same height and weight; there are basically no fat people.

So buying clothes is convenient; you don't need to try them on, just compare them to see if you can wear them.

With this young girl leading the way, the other girls who came with her were also tempted.

Some bought shirts, some bought pants, and two people bought hair clips.

They gathered there, chattering away, and passersby stopped to take a look.

Once you see it, you can't move away.

When Qiao An was thirsty, she would secretly take out bottled water from her spatial storage to drink; when she was hungry, she would take out bread from her spatial storage.

When she left Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao in the morning, she gave each of them two yuan so they could take care of their own lunch.

There were even more people on the street in the afternoon.

The clothes on Joan's stall were really too eye-catching.

Even people in their thirties come to take a look, and occasionally a few buy clothes.

By the end of the day, jeans and shirts were basically sold out, but there were still many dresses left.

Perhaps people of this generation are still somewhat conservative.

Even though the dresses she wholesales reach her ankles, many people look at them, but few actually buy them.

At five o'clock in the evening, Qiao An packed up her clothes on the tricycle and rode it to the guesthouse.

The three of them met up in the evening and settled the score for the day.

Qiao An sold over two thousand units, while Da Bao sold one thousand eight hundred units.

Feng Sanqiang sold the most, reaching a staggering 3,200.

It seems they benefited from the weekend.

To ensure fairness, Qiao An said, "Next weekend, let Da Bao go to Nanhai Park, and you two can switch places."

"Alright, let Da Bao experience the feeling of selling like crazy." Feng Sanqiang chuckled.

Joan paid them their daily wage of five yuan.

Then they start calculating the commission.

Each person received 5%, and Feng Sanqiang received 160 yuan.

Da Bao received 95.

After dividing the money, Joan let the two of them go back to their room.

Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao clutched their pockets, not knowing how they got back to their room.

As soon as the door closed, the two looked at each other, then smiles gradually appeared on their faces, until they were overjoyed.

"Brother Sanqiang! I earned a hundred in just one day!!"

"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down!" Feng Sanqiang covered his mouth.

How could he not be excited?

One hundred and sixty—something he never dared to dream of before.

Originally, if I followed Qiao An, I would receive a monthly salary of twenty-five yuan and free vegetables.

They already felt very happy.

Unexpectedly, the eldest sister took them to Guangyun City and then went to Pingjing to sell clothes.

You can earn in a day what you used to earn in six months.

How could they not be excited?

Feng Sanqiang felt his face burning.