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Two days later, the small park black market.

Jiang Yuyan paid the money to the black market, and together with her second brother, they set up the stall, laid out the rack, and hung the clothes on it.

For now, she only has polyester dresses and skirts on display; she hasn't brought out wide-leg pants yet because the style is too avant-garde and she's afraid people won't accept them.

The moment she hung up her skirt at her stall, it caught the eye of an elderly woman selling small yarn toys next door.

The old lady didn't even bother with her own stall. She walked up to Jiang Yuyan's stall and almost reached out to touch the dress hanging there.

"Boss, how much is this dress?"

Jiang Yuyan's eyes lit up, and she quickly pushed her second brother forward, gave him a look, and then obediently sat in front of the stall as a mascot.

A helpless yet indulgent smile flashed in Jiang Muyi's eyes, but he immediately put on the act of a serious salesperson when facing the old lady.

"Ma'am, are you going to wear this, or are you planning to buy it as a gift?"

When the elderly woman in her forties or fifties heard Jiang Muyi call her "elder sister," her face flushed, but she was secretly delighted.

"Oh, this young man has a sweet tongue. I wanted to buy it for my daughter. My daughter is about the same age as the woman behind you, except she's a little shorter."

Jiang Muyi immediately understood, took out a smaller-sized dress from the package, which had a floral pattern and looked festive, and showed it to the old lady.

"Hey sis, what do you think of this dress? Your daughter's probably about to start talking about someone, right? Buy her this dress, and she'll definitely succeed no matter what kind of person she's talking about."

The old lady's eyes lit up. "Oh, this dress is perfect! I love it! My daughter would look so beautiful in it, haha! Young man, I'll take this one. How much is it?"

"Ma'am, you're our first customer. The original price was 15 yuan, but I'll give you a discount. You can pay 10 yuan."

10 yuan?

The older woman thought the dress was too expensive, but she did think it would be perfect for her daughter and that her daughter would look beautiful in it.

Judging from her expression, Jiang Muyi knew what she was thinking, but he remained calm.

"Big sister, don't complain about the price of my dress. Come and touch it. Isn't the quality different from what you buy outside? This is the latest style in Shanghai. It would normally cost over fifty or even a hundred yuan in Shanghai. We're selling it here at a discount."

The old woman touched it and felt the soft and comfortable texture in her palm. She nodded in agreement; it was indeed different from the clothes she used to wear.

Upon hearing that it was from Shanghai, she was overjoyed, feeling she had gotten a great deal. Gritting her teeth, she said, "I'll buy this dress."

As soon as she finished speaking, two women next to her pointed at the dress and said, "Wait, boss, I want this dress. How much is it? I'll pay you now."

The old woman panicked, clutching her skirt tightly. "I've already bought this skirt, sir! Please wrap it up for me quickly, and I'll give you the money."

Fearing someone might snatch it, the old woman pulled out a wad of cash and gave it directly to Jiang Muyi, not even bothering to put the skirt in a bag, quickly tucking it into her arms to protect it.

Jiang Muyi comforted her, "Don't worry, big sister. You've already bought the dress, so it's yours. And you paid too much money. Here, keep it. Let me pack the dress for you."

Then he went to greet the two new guests, pointing out the dresses hanging on the rack to them.

"This dress is different not only in color, but also in the floral pattern, so you don't have to worry about wearing the same thing."

The woman immediately stopped worrying, quickly told them their heights, and agreed to pay them right away, even faster than the old lady from before.

One or two people bought them, and the women who were initially observing immediately became anxious, running over to grab a piece of the pie, each taking out their money and vying to buy.

...

Jiang Muren, who stayed at home to take care of his older brother, seemed a little dazed and absent-minded.

"Third brother, if you keep daydreaming, you'll bump into Master Qi," Jiang Muxuan called out helplessly.

Jiang Muren turned around and saw Qi Ming standing close by. Startled, he quickly retreated and bowed in apology.

Qi Ming snorted, "How can you be so absent-minded at such a young age? What will you be able to do when you're old? What big things are you thinking about? Can't you even see someone as old as me right in front of you?"

Jiang Muren was so frightened that he stammered and couldn't say anything, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Jiang Muxuan quickly explained for his silly younger brother, "Master Qi, I'm sorry, my third brother was worried about how well my younger sister and second brother would sell their goods on their first day of setting up a stall."

Qi Ming's expression softened instantly. "Hmph, with your little sister's personality, as long as she dares to do it, there's absolutely no chance of failure. Your worries are unnecessary. Here, take this, I need to change your older brother's dressing."

Jiang Muren quickly took the plate and did whatever was asked of him without daring to complain.

Qi Ming tore off the ointment and carefully pressed it onto Jiang Muxuan's feet and legs, asking him if he could feel anything as he did so.

"...Yes, there's a slight stinging sensation here, and here too..."

Qi Ming nodded, "The recovery is very good. I believe your legs will recover soon. If you continue with rehabilitation, your legs will definitely be back to normal."

Jiang Muxuan bowed to him, "I am truly grateful to Master Qi. If it weren't for you, my legs would probably still be like that. It's no exaggeration to say that you gave me a second life."

"If you want to thank someone, be nicer to your sister. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't even know you two."

"My little sister is my little sister. She's our own sister now, so it's only right that we treat her well. We should also thank you for saving our lives, but we can't mix the two things together."

Qi Ming gave Jiang Muxuan an appreciative look, "I didn't expect you to be so eloquent. Alright, let's talk about it when you're better. It's no use saying anything now if you can't do it."

Jiang Muxuan nodded, having already decided in her heart that she would treat Master Qi's family as her own little sister from now on.

Just after the dressing was changed, Jiang Yuyan and Jiang Muyi returned.

Jiang Muren quickly went to help, taking the packages they were carrying. He opened his mouth again and again, but hesitated to speak.

Jiang Yuyan quickly picked up the tea on the table and drank it, not forgetting to pour a cup for her second brother. The two of them chugdredged up the tea in one go.

"Phew, I'm finally alive." Jiang Yuyan slumped into her chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little sister, how come you and second brother are back so quickly? It hasn't even been two hours since you left, has it?"

Jiang Muyi's lips curled up. "Big brother, do you think we don't want to stay there? We've already bought all the clothes, what else can we do but come back?"

Jiang Muren's eyes widened. "Sold out? You sold out in less than two hours? You—you're not lying to me, are you?"

"Hehe, Third Brother, if you don't believe me, just look at our package and see if all the clothes inside are gone."

Third Brother, you have to believe me, the clothes you made are absolutely amazing. They were sold out before they even hit the shelves, don't you think?"

Meanwhile, trouble broke out at the Lin family home again because Lin Yue suddenly brought a man in, saying they were dating.