Yang Liu felt sorry for Lin Zhiyu, but he also knew that the wounds in his heart could not be healed by a few light comforts. After getting the child up, he would slowly soothe him through his love and his children.

At this time, Yang Liu suddenly saw several girls around Zhong Zhipeng's tricycle by the lake. Zhong Zhipeng also saw them, and hurriedly smiled and waved his hand and shouted, "Brother, sister-in-law, are you here to visit Donghu too?"

The two walked over, and the girls surrounding the tricycle all looked at Lin Zhiyu and Yang Liu a few times.

"These clothes are made by my sister-in-law, and they are all the most popular styles in the provincial capital. Not to mention our county town, we can't find such a beautiful skirt in the city."

Zhong Zhipeng said with a flushed face. The girls all looked at Yang Liu in surprise. Seeing that she was too young, they hesitated: "Is it true or false?"

Yang Liu smiled and nodded: "Actually, even the provincial capital will not have the same styles. These are all designed by me myself."

The girls looked at Yang Liu's clothes and ordinary shirts, but if you look closely, you can tell the tailoring and fit, and the fabric seemed to be a little different.

She had a smile on the corner of her mouth, delicate facial features, elegant temperament, and a very compatible with the handsome and elegant men around her.

A tall, big-eyed girl pointed to a skirt with a belt and asked, "I like this one, but it feels a little shorter, and if I put it on, I will expose my knees."

Yang Liu gestured with her skirt, which was really shorter. It was nothing to people in later generations, but it was past for people today.

"How about this, I'll help you tailor one to your size. You can tell me if you have any ideas."

The girl was so happy that she asked Yang Liu to help her measure the size, while saying a lot of her own requirements.

Several other girls also yelled to customize it. Yang Liu smiled and said, "I will charge an extra five yuan for customization. Everyone think it through."

The other girls shook their heads one after another, and the tall girl was stunned, but gritted her teeth and said, "I still have to do it."

A friend next to him joked: "She is going to have a blind date next week. The man is not an ordinary person, but he must dress up well."

The tall girl raised her hand and was about to hit her, but a red glow flew out on her face, with a hint of beauty.

Yang Liu looked at her with a shallow smile. She was tall, with a little wider shoulders, larger joints, slightly wider hips, and a thin waist.

With a foundation in mind, custom-made clothes can not be customized according to the size of the guests, but rather to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses and highlight your strengths and strengths.

Finally, I decided to find Zhong Zhipeng to get the goods here tomorrow morning.

Zhong Zhipeng originally thought that he had lost a business, but when he heard that he was still asking him to get the goods, he immediately smiled.

"I'll set up stalls here in the future. Welcome to introduce some customers to me."

This man has a very flexible mind. He instantly decided to set up a stall here. He thought about it and opened a clothing store after earning money. Even if Yang Liu gave him less clothes, he could go to the provincial capital to purchase goods. Selling clothes is much better than stationery.

Apart from the tall girls, only one of these people bought a plaid long skirt.

He handed out twenty dollars in pain, but after receiving the skirt, he immediately smiled and left with his friends.

"You sold twenty, no wonder you didn't sell a few of them." Yang Liu joked, thinking that this person was quite cruel.

Zhong Zhipeng smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you give too little goods, so I can only sell them slowly. It is more expensive, but you can always meet those who know the goods."

Yang Liu suddenly asked, "What's the house you found for me?"

Zhong Zhipeng spread his hands: "It's really hard to find. Everyone has to live in it themselves, and few people have to take action."

"Well, I won't look for it for the time being, but if you want to sell clothes, it's better to find a store to fix it and set it up and set up a locker room."

"Clothes room? I understand, just let everyone try it on the spot, and buy it if they are satisfied." Zhong Zhipeng nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "But my money is probably not enough. Should my sister-in-law do it with me?"

His purpose is not just for money, but for this purpose, he wants to tie Yang Liu to death. Yang Liu couldn't see what he thought, and shook his head with a smile: "I won't get involved in your business, so as not to have a friend to argue in the future. Don't worry, I will do your order."

Zhong Zhipeng was also satisfied with this guarantee.

Yang Liu asked again: "Do you know the person who built the house?"

"Brother, sister-in-law, do you want to repair a house?" Zhong Zhipeng was a little scared. He came up from the countryside because he knew that the two of them had come up from the countryside. The land in the city was not easy to obtain.

"Well, Zhiyu's grandmother left him a house, we want to repair it."

"My uncle and his family are carpenters. His younger brother learned the bricklayer. They brought twenty or thirty people to help people repair houses and make furniture. I will go to them tonight to ask them, and their skills ensure that my brother and sister-in-law are satisfied."

Yang Liu was very happy and asked Zhong Zhipeng to ask his uncle to come here to wait for them tomorrow morning at around 10 o'clock.

The next day, Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu took the ironed skirt to the East Lake together. The tall girl was waiting by Zhong Zhipeng's tricycle early. The middle-aged woman with her appearance was a mother and daughter.

However, the middle-aged woman looked not very good-looking, and she frequently rolled her eyes at Zhong Zhipeng.

When Yang Liu walked in, the girl pulled her mother's arm and whispered to Yang Liu. The middle-aged woman also turned to look over.

Yang Liu smiled and said, "It's early!"

Zhong Zhipeng hurriedly greeted: "Brother, sister-in-law is early!"

The tall girl smiled and nodded: "Good morning, this is my mother, she said she would come and see it in person."

The middle-aged woman raised her chin slightly and looked at Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu from top to bottom. She saw that she was used to being strong and arrogant.

"I'll see what clothes you need for twenty-five? Let me tell you, although you don't need cloth tickets now, you are not allowed to yell at random. Be careful that I sue you for speculation."

At this time, people feel that even private enterprises work is "lower". Those small vendors who open shops are called self-employed people. They are "unorganized people" and homeless people who are not protected by the system. Of course, in a short time, "ten thousand yuan households" will appear, and then the reputation of self-employed people will be different after that.

But now, in the eyes of middle-aged women, those who sell clothes on tricycles like Zhong Zhipeng are not even self-employed, and she doesn't want to pay attention to them.

Yang Liu's face turned cold and cold: "Comrade, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. You and I have no grudges in the past, so why should I wear such a heavy hat on my head? Business is not about benevolence and righteousness. If you think it is expensive, you can do it. We didn't force you to ask for it."

After saying that, he said to Zhong Zhipeng: "Zhong Zhipeng, return the deposit given by this girl to her for ten yuan. This skirt will not be sold, you will be wearing a signboard. Someone asked me and said that this skirt is thirty-one. It will not bargain and accept tailor-made. You can make some adjustments based on the customer's opinions and skin color."
Chapter completed!