God of Life

Song Chen looked at Wang Yan and glanced straight at him.

As a child who grew up in the shadow of his own sister, half of his introverts were born and the other half were born to be crushed.

The good-looking but luscious mune made him always have some seemingly romantic powder, but always failed to fix it.

Song Chen never complained about anything, but he really wanted to be a “real man".

Until then, he had no idea what a "real man” was supposed to look like, and the classic hard-headed image in the film and television drama was always too thin for life.

Until Wang Yan was met, he began to be persuaded and gradually developed a kind of worship.

That's good-looking!

It's too small to care about anything but always can't care about the right sister...

Of course, my sister is the prettiest and doesn't accept the rebuttal!

……

On the contrary, Song Xi's perception of Wang Yan became more contradictory while being surprised and envious.

It doesn't matter. Kids are the least cute!

However, kids really have good taste and enjoy life...

How can a man in science and technology be so rough in comparison?

……

In a messy mood, Wang Yan finally found his destination, a shop in the fabric market.

The whole row of in-house stores, half of which carry signs such as "handmade mulberry silk quilt, high-end four-piece set”, while the towel sister pointed to the small store, shrunk around a corner, the door face is half smaller than others'.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yan's smile deepened.

Song Chen-sheng asked: “Boss, can you count on this? ”

“I don't know.” Wang Yan shook his head.

“I didn't know you were laughing?” Song Xi was shocked.

“The fragrance is not afraid of the deep side of the alley...”

Wang Yan had just begun to greet Song Xi's fierce vomiting trough: “Dear brother, now we call it aroma and we're afraid of the alley. Why should we not think about advertising and scrambling? ”

Wang Yan didn't want to argue with the girls, so he didn't think he was laughing. He snuck Dada into a store that didn't even have that name.

Song Xi spat, like a punch on the cotton, a little bored.

However, Song Chen was a man who could not talk, but could not control his curiosity. He pursued vigorously: “Boss, what is going on? Don't just say half..."

Wang Yan had to explain to him the gentle narrative like a chat.

“All that require advertising are industries or shops that are heavily competitive in homogeneity. ”

“In any one industry, however, there is a small fraction of the highest end, limited by insufficient capacity and supply and demand, so there is no need to spend money on promotion. ”

“A considerable amount of high-end luxury goods are not advertised, such as high-order suits - when customers arrive at that level and actually have that demand, they naturally come to the door. ”

“In similar areas, reputation is powerful enough to digest scarce production capacity, only a few or a dozen sets of fabrics can be made, why advertise? ”

“Moreover, this behavior can create a push to increase brand premiums and service premiums. Instead of being annoying, customers will maintain the brand side. ”

“It's like this shop right in front of you, squeezed in the corner and still alive, only two possibilities. ”

Song Chen was analyzed by Wang Yan and he was dazed. He followed up with a nonsense: “Which two? ”

“Either it's very dark, open for a month at a time. Either it's very positive or reputation can handle high-end customers. ”

In the joke room, Wang Yan pushed open the door of the shop. He was very gentle to wait beside him and let the girls advance.

Song Xitong took a step, then rushed in two steps.

When Wang Yan passed by, he was very embarrassed to drop his head and said thank you like a mosquito.

Give Wang Yan a break.

Miss, what are you blushing for?

I didn't do much about you... did I?

Wang Yan didn't understand the situation. In fact, Song Xi was a little embarrassed.

It's embarrassing!

I pretended to be mature in front of him, and he made you mute after a few words...

Songxi, Songxi, you know someone else this time?

Until entering the store, Song Xi still hasn't slowed down a bit, so he looked at the surrounding environment curiously and ignored Wang Yan.

There's really no environment in the store.

One of them was a sewing machine, surrounded by all kinds of quilts, and an aunt with an emoticon sitting in her cot.

When she saw the Guest, she got up busy and laughed.

“What do the guests want to see? ”

“Is there a 100% silk quilt? ”

When she heard Wang Yan's question, Auntie laughed proudly: “Of course, this is what we do at home. ”

“Can you guarantee it's authentic?” Song Xi is a little unbelievable.

The aunt didn't say anything about the extra explanation. Turn around and point at the quilt on the west shelf, facing the two boys.

“Son, that shelf is full of real silk quilts. Smoke one down. ”

Wang Yan nodded to Song Chen and his brother-in-law went to smoke one.

Auntie picked up the quilt, took off the outer quilt cover three times 5 ÷ 2, carried the quilt and walked out the back door.

“Come, little girl, come and see with your aunt. ”

The back door of the shop leads directly outside the market and is a small open space full of bicycles, motorcycles and tricycles.

Auntie asked Song Xi to help, spread the quilt and let it hang in the sun.

In the natural light, it was snow-white.

“All right! Now you can do whatever you want.” Auntie smiled proudly.

When Song Xi touched it, he just felt that his hands were so soft, he couldn't feel a bit of hardness, creeps, or kickoff.

Wang Yan knows that this is the way to distinguish between mulberry silk and silk silk. Mulberry silk is snow-colored and white, while silk silk silk is particularly yellow. In natural light, it can be distinguished at a glance.

“Our materials are the best double palace cocoon filaments, single filament length over 1000 meters. My man himself came in from Tongxiang. If you look all over the market, there won't be a second home with this grade of material. ”

Auntie rarely speaks a great deal of words, and the momentum is almost invisible.

“Son, do you have a lighter? ”

Song Chen and Song Xi don't understand what Auntie is doing, face to face.

Wang Yan guessed something, but unfortunately, he didn't smoke, he didn't have a lighter.

Auntie came back to the store with a quilt, pulled open the veil and carefully removed a handful from the edge.

Then, open a bottle of 84 disinfectant water, pour it in a small cup and throw the silk into it.

Song Chen's brother became more and more obsessed.

Wang explained: "Real silk is animal protein, not plant fiber. 84 The disinfectant contains a lot of strong alkali, which dissolves animal protein. ”

During the conversation, the silk worm gradually disappeared and was finally completely dissolved in the disinfectant.

“Wow...”

The two brothers were stunned unwittingly.

“So Auntie's quilt is real mulberry silk? ”

“Yes.”

Wang Yan nodded and seemed calm. In fact, his heart was mumbling.

Must be true mulberry silk, but I can't tell if it is double palace cocoon filament...

In fact, the problem is not great, just because of the texture and colour of the hands just now, we know that the quality is very high.

The materials are good, the craftsmanship is sufficient, and the key ingredients of a good bed are just these two, and it looks like they can be satisfied.

“How much?” Song Chen couldn't wait to ask Wang Yan the price.

“A kilo of 1,500. No matter how many pounds of quid you make, I'll only charge 1,000 for it. ”

Auntie was super calm when she asked. Song Chen and Song Xi almost thought they were hallucinating.

Then Wang Yan replied in a calmer tone: "Do you have any in stock here? ”

“In stock, but only a few sizes, you may not have to choose. ”

“Just have it, I won't pick it. ”

Wang Yan grinned and smiled.

It's not easy to find such a store today, so hurry up and buy it.

One set of school hair, one in winter and summer, the thick cotton was pasted on the body, it suffocated the individual.

“Two kilograms of summer quilt and four kilograms of winter quilt each. Pick me a smaller one, the bedroom is a single bed. Besides, can you order it at home? ”

“Yes!”

“That's right, two meters by two meters, four sizes of summer quilt and winter are paired together, you think you should weigh as much as you want. ”

“Yo, so big, summer gets 3 pounds, winter gets 6 pounds! ”

“A total of 15 pounds, at least 8 sheets of duvet cover… all the best, right? ”

“Mmm.”

“Wipe it off for you, a total of 28,000. ”

The total price came out and the two brothers were stunned again.

Wang Yan immediately swiped the card to pay the money, without hesitation.

“Fifteen days later I came to pick up the quilt, opened it and checked it randomly. One piece of silk was not double palace cocoon filament. I refunded you the money, and you broke the sign outside. ”

Aunt Lizzie's picked something for Wang Yan to do as a business. She was in a good mood and said a little more.

Wang Yan mutterly smiled: “Why did I break your brand? As long as things are good and the lid is comfortable, it's true to visit your business every year. ”

Auntie hurried to bag the quilt and handled it casually: "Okay. ”

See, this is good stuff that doesn't bother selling and doesn't care about your cheap words.

After leaving the house with the big bag, Song Xi suddenly asked: "So, is this shop black and positive? ”

Wang Yan thought about it and shook his head.

“It's not dark! Something like this, put it in a big brand of home textile, it's easy to sell five times ten times the price, you remove all of its tricks, it's really not as comfortable as a handmade silk quilt. ”

Song Xi suddenly missed the idea: “I see you've used it? ”

Wang Yan recalled that President Xiang Jie's quilt seemed to be an Italian brand, filled with Egyptian cotton and blown very hard, but that's what it feels like to sleep.

Far less comfortable than the silk set Dave got.

So he nodded, cautiously: “I personally feel that the silk is more fitting, thin and breathable. ”

Song Xi didn't say anything anymore, nobody knew what she was thinking.

Of course, Wang Yan didn't even think about it. He turned around and forgot.

“With all this stuff, Chen, let's go back to the bedroom for dinner... Sister Song, why don't you give me a chance to express my gratitude? ”

“I'm going back to school. ”

Wang Yan's hospitality was not good enough, mainly because there was no time. Song Xi could hear it and simply refused.

Song Chen finally did not pit sister anymore, obviously also knew that it was not appropriate to have her dinner with a large group of boys.

In the same direction as the two schools, there was no train. Wang Yan sent Songxi to the first taxi and handed it to the driver for 50 yuan, regardless of Songxi's refusal, waved back.

She walked away with her eyes, and Song Chen took the big bag and followed him on his way home.