She traveled to the fantasy world and fought monsters

She asked at four restaurants along the street and was rejected one by one. The other party was afraid to stay because of her strange attire.

Since everyone said she dressed differently, she suddenly had an idea and went directly to the clothing store to find the owner and introduce herself.

After being rejected at two locations, the third one was a bit out of the way and deserted. But the owner was kind and cheerful, and Mu Shuiqi wanted to help her sell clothes. After sweet-talking the owner, she reluctantly agreed to keep her.

You will get a commission of 10 knives for each item sold.

"Boss, if you show me a set of the store's signature styles, I promise to sell it to you." Mu Shuiqi was confident.

In modern society, someone bombarded with marketing advertisements couldn’t even sell a few beautiful dresses? She still couldn’t believe it.

The proprietress pointed to a dazzling array of dresses on the shelf and said, "They're all this year's latest styles. You can choose which ones to sell."

"For every ten more pieces I sell, you can give me an extra 20 dollar coins as a bounty, okay?" she said.

The lady boss hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. "Okay, I'd like to see how many you can sell. Ambition alone isn't enough, little girl."

"I'm going to move some skirts out and hang them outside the door for customers to choose." She has her own marketing strategy.

Chouchou couldn't help at all and could only watch her work.

The lady boss sent two of her servants to help her move the clothes out, hanging them one by one outside, the brightest colors hanging outside and the plain colors hanging inside.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by! Come and see our new styles this year at Qingluo Clothing Store. My boss is in a good mood today, giving away a small purse with every skirt you buy."

Mu Shuiqi stood on the roadside and shouted. People passing by had never seen such a scene before and couldn't help but stop to watch the excitement.

When the lady boss heard about the free purse when she bought clothes, she quickly grabbed her and said, "You didn't discuss this with me. When did I say I'd give you a purse? A purse alone costs two dollars!"

Knowing the boss lady would have this reaction, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, the purse comes from my salary. For every item I sell, you give me ten coins, and for the purse, you deduct two coins from me. I can still earn eight coins. If you give me an extra 20 coins for every ten items I sell, I can still earn another 100 coins. No one loses out!"

She had a lot of calculations, but she didn't suffer any loss at all. After all, it was the boss's wife who paid the bill, and she had no reason to say no.

"You're quite smart, little girl! Sell the clothes for me well, and I'll get your money."

Judging from the boss lady's smiling face, she probably hasn't realized yet that the extra 20 dollars in commission she asked for was just for giving away the purse.

Mu Shuiqi was naturally beautiful, but her casual and simple clothing often masked her beauty. To sell clothes, she borrowed rouge and powder from the shopkeeper, put on some paint, changed into an embroidered silk dress, and used a long hairpin to hold half of her long hair upright.

The whole person is eye-catching after dressing up, and people will be unforgettable at first sight.

Standing at the door of the shop, she simply called out a few times and attracted a group of men. They came to admire her beauty, but they never expected that she would push them so hard that they bought clothes and took them back to give to the women in their families.

Later, a group of female customers came and envied her for dressing so beautifully. She took the opportunity to sell them the dress she was wearing as her main style.

In less than an incense stick of time, the style she was wearing was sold out in the store.

"Sisters and sisters who can't buy it today, don't worry, you can leave your name and deposit. When the shopkeeper makes the clothes on time, everyone can pick them up on time. If it is inconvenient for you to come to the store to pick up the goods, you can also leave your address and we will send someone to deliver it to your home! In fact, we have many styles in the store, each with its own merits, you can take a look."

Seeing that Mu Shuiqi was really good at attracting business, the proprietress actively cooperated and took out a booklet to register the customers' names and deposits.

In the end, when the sales reached a point where wallets couldn’t keep up, and even if the giveaways were stopped, people’s enthusiasm for shopping couldn’t be stopped.

Trend-followers even cleared out the styles they had accumulated over the past two years, because whenever Mu Shuiqi wore something, she would rave about it, captivating everyone. They imagined themselves as angelic even in a plain dress like hers, forgetting that their figures and looks were not even on the same level as hers.

Word spread quickly, and within half a day, people on the street were talking about how handsome the waiter in this store was and how beautiful the clothes he sold were.

The name of Qingluo Clothing Store immediately became famous throughout the street, and all the stock in the store was sold out.

Mu Shuiqi earned more than 13,000 Dao coins and took Chou Chou to Xiaoyao Pavilion, the best restaurant in Tucheng, for dinner.

Xiaoyao Pavilion was the restaurant she had first come into at noon to apply for a job. Seeing her strange attire, the waiter didn't even bother to report it to the owner and simply kicked her out.

This time she came back in a bright red dress, determined to avenge her previous humiliation. She called the waiter over and arrogantly grabbed a handful of knife coins from her sack and scattered them on the table.

"Give me the ten most expensive dishes in your restaurant." His tycoon nature was exposed.

The waiter remembered her and was deeply impressed by her. He didn't expect that in just half a day, she seemed to have been reborn.

Not only did she become more beautiful, but she also became richer.

"Hey, sir, please wait a moment. I will ask the chef to cook for you right away!" The waiter had a flattering smile on his face. He took the rag in his hand and scooped up all the money she had left on the table.

The waiter turned around and told the shopkeeper that a distinguished guest had arrived, and the shopkeeper personally brought her a bottle of wine and a plate of peanuts.

"Thank you, young lady, for visiting Xiaoyao Pavilion. You are so generous on your first visit. I will give you some wine as a token of my appreciation." The shopkeeper was a man in his early forties with a mustache and a pair of almond-shaped eyes that couldn't hide the shrewd light.

"Thank you." She cracked open a peanut and fed it to Chouchou. "Is it delicious?"

Chouchou's eyes lit up, "Crispy, delicious!"

"There's nothing you don't like to eat, little foodie." She laughed and ignored the shopkeeper next to her.

The shopkeeper looked a little embarrassed and said, "You are a stranger. Do you need a place to stay? We have elegant rooms upstairs. I hope you will do me a favor."

She casually asked, "How much is one night's stay?"

"two thousand."

"What? A meal costs me two thousand, and a night's stay costs me another two thousand. I work hard to earn money and spend it on you." She waved her hand to refuse.

The food can be better and you won’t let your stomach down. If you want to stay, stay in a cost-effective inn.

Anyway, she and Chouchou don’t care about the same bed, and they can sleep soundly anywhere.

After the man and the demon had a hearty meal in Xiaoyao Pavilion, she decided to find a tree in the woods outside the city to sleep under at night, which was convenient and saved money.

They were the last table of customers, and as soon as they left, the waiter at Xiaoyao Pavilion locked the door. They were closed!

After leaving Xiaoyao Pavilion, I found it was completely dark. The once bustling streets had become deserted and silent, and the quiet atmosphere was a bit eerie in contrast to the bustle of the day.