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It is said that some people specialize in collecting these items, and having a complete set would be even better. However, how should one put it? They are valuable yet hard to sell, and don't hold much worth. Originally, I wanted to buy a wall clock to tell the time, but the Supply and Marketing Cooperative only had three models of old-fashioned wall clocks made in Shanghai. You know, the kind that is large with exquisite carvings and has a pendulum swinging below.
The items are too big and not cheap either. Yu Songyu felt they were not practical; it would be better to buy a modern electronic clock instead. Besides, her funds were limited at the moment, so she needed to be careful with her spending.
“How much are those socks?” Li Xiuzhen asked the salesperson, pointing at a pair of white nylon socks with little flowers embroidered on the cuffs displayed on the counter.
“One yuan!” replied the middle-aged salesperson with trendy curly hair, her tone dismissive and her expression disdainful.
“Show me a few pairs!” Li Xiuzhen said, her voice tinged with displeasure. Perhaps she really needed the socks; she held back her frustration.
Who would have thought that this salesperson looked down on her? Seeing Li Xiuzhen’s sturdy build and lack of adornment, she assumed she was just a villager and held her in contempt. Annoyed and unwilling, the salesperson reluctantly tossed a few pairs of socks onto the counter.
Li Xiuzhen was about to explode when Yu Songyu stopped her. She knew that at this moment, the salesperson was enjoying her job and could be quite temperamental. They didn’t need to stir up unnecessary trouble.
For just a pair of socks, she could easily buy a bunch in modern times without any hassle. Wait a minute, buy a bunch without any hassle? An idea suddenly struck Yu Songyu. Given how scarce socks were in this era, could she bring over a batch from modern times to sell for profit?
Whether it would make money was secondary; at least she needed to pay back Captain Yang first, right?
“Do you need to look for so long?” The salesperson looked down her nose at them, adopting an air of superiority. In her eyes, these country bumpkins who could only scrape by in the fields all year round surely wouldn’t spend money on socks.
"Hey, how do you talk like that?"
Li Xiuzhen raised her voice, exuding an intimidating aura that immediately drew everyone's attention.
"This is how I speak! If you can't afford it, then stop wasting time looking around!"
"Whether we can afford it or not, does the Supply and Marketing Corporation have a sign that says we can't look? If you're going to treat customers like they're in different classes, then you might as well hang a sign at the entrance stating who isn't allowed in. That would save you some trouble!"
Yu Songyu initially didn't want to provoke her, but this woman was truly crossing the line.
The crowd began to murmur, with some supporting the Salesperson and others siding with Yu Songyu.
"What's wrong with this Salesperson? Isn't she just bullying that young girl?"
"Isn't that right? Just look at her condescending attitude."
"Keep your voice down; don't let her hear you. Don't you know she's Ren Xiaoyizi from the Supply and Marketing Corporation? Who dares to mess with her?"
"So what if she's a Sister-in-law? Just because she eats at home doesn't mean she should serve the people like this!"
"With those words, if they didn't have something going on together, how could she stand so tall? She must have someone backing her up; isn't she just like a Local Tyrant?"
"But don't say anything reckless; without evidence, that's Defamation!"
Hearing this, the Zheng Bagua Woman immediately fell silent, not daring to say another word.
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