Quick Wear: Passerby A's Daily Life of Eating Watermelons

There were very few handmade products made by the master craftsmen. Jiang Yue looked for several shops but couldn't find one until a shopkeeper told her the reason: "Miss, I know all the shops you have looked for, but these shops are just like ours, they all serve the ladies and wives of wealthy families like you."

"If you want to buy that kind of old rouge, I'm afraid you have to find those older shops. There are many such traditional shops on XX Street. You can go there and have a look."

"Oh, I'm so dizzy, thank you, shopkeeper."

"You're welcome."

When she came out, it was the shopkeeper who saw her off, because Jiang Yue bought some things to express her gratitude. After Jiang Yue got on the car, the shopkeeper was still seeing her off at the door. After driving for a while, the smile on Jiang Yue's face disappeared. Of course, she knew that the stores she found didn't sell anything, so she deliberately found a shopkeeper to remind her to go there.

As the saying goes, "A passing goose leaves traces, a passing wind leaves sounds." It is not appropriate for a young lady like Jiang Yue to go there. Moreover, her family is a large business, and they run a sensitive industry like a trading company. It is possible that they have been under the surveillance of traitors. It is obviously problematic that she suddenly went there after returning from other places. She can deal with the danger, but what about her comrades?

This operation might be a battle of wits and courage with the air, but Jiang Yue thought it was worth it. After arriving at the connection area, Jiang Yue was not in a hurry to go over. He first let the advanced puppet scan it, and only went over after making sure it was safe.

Jiang Yue looked up at the sign above her head that read "Lao Zhuang Rouge Shop". After she entered, she saw a shopkeeper sitting there drinking tea. When he saw Jiang Yue come in, he stood up and greeted her: "Miss, what do you need?"

"Are you the shopkeeper?"

"Yes, you can just call me Shopkeeper Zhuang."

"Hello, Shopkeeper Zhuang. I heard that you have rouge made by Gu Dajia?"

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Zhuang's eyes lit up, but he was a veteran underground party member and was very calm: "Hello, customer. A few years ago, Mr. Gu consigned some to our store. This year, Mr. Gu returned to his hometown in Jiangsu, and we haven't had any since then."

"Oh, what a pity! The old man at home kept talking about this, saying it was no longer available. I asked many people and finally found out about yours, but I didn't expect you didn't have it either."

"I see. I have reserved a few boxes for my own use. Since you are kind enough, I will give you two boxes. I have put them in the warehouse at the back. Would you like to wait?"

"I'll go in with you and get it."

After saying that, Shopkeeper Zhuang took Jiang Yue inside. There was a small courtyard behind his shop, which served as both his home and warehouse. When they walked to the back, they met a man. He looked up at Jiang Yue and then lowered his head: "Second son, you go to the front and keep an eye on it. I will take the guests to find the boxes of rouge left by Mr. Gu."

"Okay, shopkeeper."

After the two sons left, Manager Zhuang took Jiang Yue into a house. There were many things in the room. The two walked inside. During this period, Jiang Yue also confirmed the contact person's information, and the person should not be fake.

After reaching a corner, the two sides compared the tokens. After confirming that there was no problem, Lao Zhuang extended his hand to Jiang Yue: "Hello Comrade Hamster, I am your contact person, Cuckoo Bird."

The two men greeted each other and exchanged information. They didn't talk about anything else during their first meeting. It didn't take that long to find something, so they mainly agreed on how to contact each other in the future and how to contact each other in an emergency.

Normal contact was that Jiang Yue came to buy rouge for something, and when she paid, she gave the information to Lao Zhuang. In case of emergency, both parties left their phone numbers, and then they could communicate according to the agreed code.

"Lao Zhuang, you'd better go to another place. It's not appropriate for me to come here frequently with my identity. When I got off the bus today, a lot of people looked at me."

"Well, I've thought of this situation as well. Give me some time and I'll find a suitable reason and place."

"I found one for you. I have developed a cosmetic that is very effective. My mission is to collect supplies for the organization. I plan to set up a chamber of commerce as a cover and sell this cosmetic openly. After we have contacted each other a few times, I will recruit you to be the shopkeeper. How about that?"

"The reason is that I think you have good business skills and experience in this industry, so it's reasonable, right?"

Lao Zhuang thought for a moment and agreed, but he had to consult his superiors first and could not act on his own. The two of them confirmed the details and let the matter go.

"By the way, is that Erzi one of ours?"

"No, I have been in a dormant state for a long time and was only awakened recently. I recruited him to help."

"Then when you report to your superiors, ask if you can send some people over. Setting up a business requires a lot of people, and it's not appropriate to have outsiders in the store. It's just right to place some of our people here."

"Well, I will report it truthfully."

After discussing the business, Shopkeeper Zhuang also found Yanzhi. When the organization woke him up a few days ago, he quietly hid the things. It had been almost ten minutes since Jiang Yue came in, and it was time for Jiang Yue to leave. However, before leaving, Jiang Yue left the 1000 US dollars given to him by Jiang's father to Lao Zhuang.

"Here's the money. It's the pocket money I just asked for. Please hand it over."

"What are you going to do with all the money you give me? Don't you still need to open the store?"

"It's okay. Opening a shop has nothing to do with pocket money. Just ask my dad for it after a while."

After Lao Zhuang collected the money, he walked out with Jiang Yue. After going to the front, he found a piece of cloth to wipe the rouge before handing it to Jiang Yue. The details were well done. Jiang Yue took it, looked at it, and then opened it and smelled it: "The item is fine. Thank you so much, boss. I'll take the price!"

"Why don't you give me two dollars? It's the same price as before, and it won't go up."

Jiang Yue took out three dollars and handed it over: "Please keep it. Didn't you say there were a few boxes left? Could you please help me find them?"

"Hey! No problem."

Jiang Yue put away the rouge, then took out a pen and paper from her bag, left her phone number, gave it to Manager Zhuang and said to him, "Then I'll take my leave. Just call me when you find me." After saying that, she left.

Shopkeeper Zhuang watched Jiang Yue walk away before returning to the store. Shopkeepers from the nearby shops gathered around Jiang Yue after she left and said, "Mr. Zhuang, how can a young lady like this return to Lenny's store?"

"Oh, didn't I sell Gu Dajia's rouge? She loved it and came here specifically for me. Unfortunately, Gu Dajia has returned to her hometown, and she only has a few boxes left. I searched for a long time before I found a few boxes in the corner. Oh, I can't make any money from it, otherwise I could make a fortune!"

He said this with an annoyed look on his face, and the shop owners who had gathered around him gloated over his misfortune: "Lao Zhuang, this fortune is not yours, and you shouldn't have earned it."

"Oh, no! I'll call Mr. Gu. I'll look for Mr. Gu's phone number to see if I can get in touch with him. Sorry for the inconvenience. I'll leave now."

After saying that, the other person left. He planned to go to the place where Gu Daren used to live and ask if he could still contact her. Jiang Yue also told her that it would be good to get the formula of rouge, which would be useful when she opened a store in the future.