Dressed as a peasant girl, full of happiness

After buying the watch, Wei Yuchen wanted to go home, but Geng Changshuo stopped her and said:

"Now that we're here, let's take a look around."

Having realized how good his wife is, he is unwilling to miss any opportunity to be alone with her.

"What else do you want to see?" Wei Yuchen was puzzled.

Although she had been here for quite a while, she only went up the mountain to collect herbs every day, went home to cook and sort the herbs, or went to the space to read books and practice. She didn't know much about other things.

Although she had the original owner's memories, the original owner had only been to the small county town when she was in high school, and spent most of her time wandering around Yang Dashu and didn't see much.

"I didn't plan on seeing anything, but let's take a look around, maybe we'll find out." Geng Changshuo made an excuse.

"Okay then." Wei Yuchen didn't care. It wasn't that she wanted to be a hands-off boss, but she really had no idea.

The two people walked around the supply and marketing cooperative while talking.

While wandering around, Wei Yuchen took a fancy to the wool sold in the supply and marketing cooperative, so she bought two and a half kilograms of black wool for her cheap father and prepared to go back and knit him a sweater.

Geng Changshuo paid for her and was about to leave with the bag, but Wei Yuchen stopped him:

"Don't panic, I'll buy you some more wool." Her husband spent so much money on her family, it would be a bit unreasonable if she didn't knit a sweater for him.

"Me? No need." Geng Changshuo was afraid of tiring his wife, but at the same time he wanted to wear the sweater his wife knitted for him. He was very conflicted and spoke hesitantly.

"Of course you don't have any sweaters among the clothes you brought. It's so cold here, you might as well knit one. It doesn't take much effort." Wei Yuchen said, and asked the salesperson to get three kilograms of silver-gray wool for Geng Changshuo.

After buying wool for the two men in the family, Wei Yuchen thought of his grandparents and bought two and a half kilograms of wool for each of them.

Finally, he thought that since everyone had bought it, they would be unhappy if he didn’t have it, so he bought himself two kilograms of red wool.

After buying so much wool, Wei Yuchen felt that it was not enough, so he prepared to go back.

Geng Changshuo then took her to the clothing counter.

Wei Yuchen thought Geng Changshuo didn't have enough clothes and wanted to buy some for him, but he pointed to a blue woolen coat hanging on the wall and said:

"Comrade, take that down and let us have a look."

The clothing salesperson was a woman in her thirties with short permed hair, which looked like a chicken coop from a distance.

At this time, the cloth salesman next to her was smiling and talking to her in a flattering manner:

"Xiao Liu, you have good vision. Look at how capable your man is. He has become the workshop director in just a few years. Who knows, in a few more years, you may even become the factory director's wife."

"It's not as amazing as you say. I was just a blind cat that met a dead mouse. It's not just a coincidence. It's also because my man is capable and has good skills. That's why I rose so fast."

"Yes, yes, Xiao Liu, look, your husband's workshop is still short of people, my son..."

The woman selling clothes was being flattered, as if she had eaten ginseng fruit and was in high spirits. Suddenly she heard someone wanted to buy clothes, and she felt a little impatient. She looked up and saw that the two people were dressed like country people, and their words were not pleasant to hear:

"This woolen coat is from Yangcheng, and it costs more than 40 yuan. Are you sure you want to buy it? If you want to buy it, I'll take it down. If you don't want to buy it, don't look at it. Otherwise, if it gets dirty, who will be responsible for it?"

When Wei Yuchen heard that it would cost more than 40 yuan, he didn't want to buy it anymore.

Although she had not been in this world for long, she already knew that more than 40 yuan nowadays was not a small amount of money, as some workers only earned around 20 yuan a month.

More than 40 yuan is equivalent to two months' salary for an ordinary worker.

However, after hearing what the salesperson said, her stubborn temper came out.

"Hey, salesman, how can you talk like that? We don't want to buy the clothes, so why are we asking you? Even if we want to buy them, we still have to see if the clothes are suitable. How can we be sure whether to buy them or not if you don't even let us take a look at them?"

She hated people who looked down on others the most. She was just a small salesperson, but she really thought the shopping mall was her own. What right did she have to act so arrogantly?

"Oh, from the sound of your voice, I guess you will definitely buy it?" The salesperson with a chicken-coated hair looked at Wei Yuchen with a half-smile.

She had seen many such idiots. They were stingy when buying ordinary clothes, but they also bought a woolen coat? Who were they trying to fool? Humph, why don't they look in the mirror and see what kind of people they are? The saleswoman curled her lips.

"How can you talk like that, salesperson? If the clothes fit, of course we will buy them!" Geng Changshuo saw his wife being harassed by the salesperson and protected her domineeringly, "Who are you looking down on?"

This salesman can be difficult for himself, but he cannot be difficult for his wife.

"I just look down on you, so what?"

The salesperson was not a coward. He simply crossed his arms across his chest, looking superior and fearless.

Hearing the noise, many people looked over here. Some gathered here while looking, saying:

"This salesman is bullying an honest person again."

"Who can blame him for having a strong backer? He has a strong backer and power, so he has a bad temper."

"Isn't it just because he's a manager? What's so great about that? He just bullies people from the countryside. If it was a city person, humph!"

Most of these onlookers were from the street and knew the salespeople at the supply and marketing cooperative very well.

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"Why do you look down on us?" Geng Changshuo said angrily, "Where is your leader? I want to find your leader!"

Wei Yuchen was also annoyed. Did their leaders know that this saleswoman was so awesome? She turned and left.

"Want to sue me? Humph! Whatever, look at me, I'm so scared, trembling." Humph! The manager is her uncle, so even if she complained, it would be a waste of time.

Seeing the saleswoman looking fearless, Wei Yuchen smiled coldly. She just didn't believe that the supply and marketing cooperative would allow such a person to do whatever she wanted!

At this time, the cloth salesman who was originally talking to Jiwotou saw that the matter was about to get out of hand, and was afraid that he would be implicated, so he hurried forward to stop Wei Yuchen:

"Oh, sister, don't go. This is not a big deal. We are just talking about something. Now that we have come to this point, why are you so angry? It's just this blue woolen coat. Come, I'll take it off for you."

As he said this, he was about to use a pole to pick up the blue woolen shirt.

But the curly-haired woman stopped her and insisted, "Sister Wang, don't stop her. Let her go. I want to see what she can complain about."

"Xiao Liu..." Sister Wang was speechless. Xiao Liu had a backer, but she didn't. If Xiao Liu made a mistake, she would be the scapegoat. This kind of thing had happened before.

"Today I have to fight for this! What? This supply and marketing cooperative is owned by your family? You can do whatever you want? I don't believe that this is how your leaders educate you! Let you look down on the farmers like this!

Not only will I file a complaint against you today, I will also ask your leader to give me an explanation, otherwise, I will not leave." Wei Yuchen also refused to give in.

"Hey, sister, just listen to my advice and don't go. To tell you the truth, his uncle is the manager here and you can't win the lawsuit." Sister Wang tried hard to persuade Wei Yuchen.

"Let her go, Sister Wang!" The man with the messy hair was arrogant.

"Let's go!" Wei Yuchen was not afraid of being scared, "Who's afraid of who?"

Sister Wang, who sells cloth, is now in a dilemma. She looks at this and that and doesn't know what to do.