G of L Chapter 161: Expensive quilt.

Song Chen looked at Wang Yan with bright eyes.

 

As a child who grew up in the shadow of his older sister, half of his introversion is innate, and the other half has been suppressed. He looks handsome but has a dull temper, which makes him always have female fans that fall in love with him at first sight, but he always fails to achieve success. He never complained, but in his heart, he longed to be a "real man".

 

Before that, he didn't know what a "real man" should look like. Classic badass images in film and TV dramas were always too thin and not enough to live up to in life. Until he met Wang Yan, he began to be convinced, and gradually a kind of cult grew up in him. That's what we call beautiful!

 

His older sister who has to manage everything but always fails to manage the right place is too petty... Of course, his older sister is the prettiest and won't accept a rebuttal!

 

......

 

On the contrary, as Song Xi was surprised and envious, her perception of Wang Yan became more and more contradictory. This most awkward little kid is the cutest! However, this little brat really has a taste and enjoys life a lot... Compared to her, how can this boy in science and engineering be so rough?

 

......

 

In the chaos of the emotions of his companions, Wang Yan finally found the destination of this journey, a small shop in the cloth market. Half of the entire row of shops in the shed is adorned with signs such as "handmade pure mulberry silk quilt, high-end four-piece suit," and the small shop indicated by the towel lady is shrunken in a corner, and the face of the door is more expensive than the others and smaller than that of the other shops.

 

Seeing this scene, the smile on Wang Yan's face deepened.

 

Song Chen shyly asked: "Boss; can this be reliable?"

 

"I do not know." Wang Yan shook his head.

 

"You don't know and still smile?" Song Xi was surprised.

 

"The scent of wine is unafraid of deep alleys..."

 

As soon as Wang Yan started to walk towards the door, He was greeted by the violent roasting of Song Xi's complaints: "Student brother, now it's called the aroma of wine, and I'm afraid the alley be deep. What kind of business can't think of publicity and speculation?"

 

Wang Yan didn't want to argue with the girl, so he smiled indifferently and walked to the store that didn't have a name. Song Xi pouted as if she was hit by cotton wool and was a little wrong.

 

However, Song Chen, who was a person who couldn't argue, couldn't control his curiosity and vigorously asked: "Boss, what's going on? Don't just say half... "

 

Wang Yan had to gently explain to him as if he were telling him a sweet tale.

 

"Those who need publicity are homogeneous industries or stores with fierce competition. However, in any industry, there is a small part of the products, the most high-end ones that are limited by insufficient production capacity and limited supply; they do not have a need to spend money on promotion. A considerable number of high-end luxury products are actually unadvertised, such as high-quality costumes. When designers reach this level and actually have that demand capacity, customers will naturally come to their doorsteps."

 

"In similar fields, word-of-mouth efficiency is enough to digest the scarce production capacity. A piece of cloth can only do several sets or more so what's the point of advertising?"

 

"In addition, this kind of behavior can also establish strength and improve the brand premium and service premium. Customers will not be annoyed by the rising price of their products but will maintain the brand side. It's like this shop in front of you. It's built-in the corner and it's normal to be here and there are only two possibilities..."

 

Song Chen was dazzled by Wang Yan's analysis. Dizzy, he asked nonsense: "Which two?"

 

"Either it’s very dark, or it opens for a month and closes. Or it's very positive, and high-end customers can be sorted out by word of mouth."

 

During the chat, Wang Yan opened the door of the small shop and waited very gentlemanly to let the girl go first. Song Xi paused, then took two steps and rushed inside. As she passed Wang Yan, she nodded in embarrassment and said thank you like a mosquito. Wang Yan was stunned for a moment. Miss, why are you blushing? He didn't care about you, didn't he...?

 

Wang Yan did not understand the situation; Song Xi was actually a little ashamed. She dies of shame, what shame! She pretended to be mature in front of him, but he left her speechless without saying a word... Song Xi, Song Xi, did you know there was someone next to you this time?

 

After entering the store, Song Xi did not slow down her steps a bit and looked at the surrounding environment pretending to be curious, ignoring Wang Yan.

 

There was really nothing in the store, one of the sewing machines is surrounded by various quilts and a dull-looking aunt is sitting on the small bed inside.

 

Seeing the guests arriving, she got up hastily and just smiled a straightforward, good-humored smile.

 

"What do the guests want to see?"

 

"Are there 100% real silk quilts?"

 

Hearing Wang Yan's question, the aunt smiled proudly: "Of course, our family specializes in this area."

 

"Is it genuine?" Song Xi was unconvinced.

 

The aunt said no further explanation, turned around, and pointed to the pile of quilts on the west shelf, facing the two boys.

 

"Child, there are real silk quilts on this shelf. You can pick one at random."

 

Wang Yan nodded for Song Chen, and beautiful his brother went to get one. The aunt took the quilt, removed the outer quilt cover three times, took the quilt pulp, and walked out the back door.

 

"Come on, little girl, come see with Aunty."

 

The store's back door led directly outside the market, which was a small open space filled with bicycles, motorbikes, and tricycles. The aunt asked Song Xi to help her hold the quilt, spread the quilt, and let everyone see it in the shade. Under the natural light, the quilt was white, white as snow.

 

"Okay! Now you can feel free to touch," the aunt smiled proudly.

 

When Song Xi touched it, she only felt the quilt under her hand was extremely soft, but she couldn't feel any bump, any bump, or pilling. Wang Yan knew this was the way to distinguish mulberry silk from tussah silk. Mulberry silk was snow-white in color, while tussah silk was particularly yellow and could be distinguished at a glance in natural light.

 

"Our family's materials are the best filament materials from Cocoon Double Palace, with a monofilament length of more than 1,000 meters. My husband brought it from Tongxiang himself. You can watch everywhere in the market, and there will be no second use of this quality of the material." Usually, the aunt rarely uttered a long list of words, and this outburst was described as defiant.

 

"Children, do you have a lighter?"

 

Song Chen and Song Xi did not understand what the aunt was going to do with the lighter and looked at each other. Wang Yan guessed some things, but unfortunately, he didn't smoke and didn't have a lighter. When the aunt saw this, she returned to the store with the quilt in her hand, removed the gauze cover from the quilt, and carefully removed a small amount from the edge. Then opened a bottle of a 84% disinfectant Alkali, poured a small amount into a small cup, and threw in the pinch of silk.

 

Sister Song Xi became more and more confused, so Wang Yan explained: "Real silk is animal protein, not plant fiber. An 84% disinfectant contains a lot of strong alkali, which will dissolve animal protein."

 

While talking, the pinch of silk gradually disappeared, and finally completely dissolved in the disinfectant inside.

 

"Wow..." exclaimed the brother and sister in amazement.

 

"So aunt's quilt is real mulberry silk?"

 

"Yes."

 

Wang Yan nodded, calm on the surface, but he was actually mumbling in his heart. It must be real mulberry silk, but he really couldn't tell if it was Cocoon Double Palace filament or not... Actually, it's not a big deal. Just by the feel and the color just now, he knew the quality was extremely high. With the right materials and sufficient skill, there are only two key components to a good quilt. It looks like he can be satisfied.

 

"How much?" Song Chen was eager to ask for the price instead of Wang Yan.

 

"One kilogram is 1,500 Yuan. No matter how many kilograms of quilts you buy, I only charge 1,000 Yuan for manual costs."

 

When the aunt said this sentence, she was very calm, and 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?”

 

"There are some in stock, but there are several sizes, you may need to choose."

 

"If you have it, I won't choose."

 

Wang Yan smiled. It's uneasy for him to find another store like this today, he was serious about buying them all quickly. There is only one quilt set issued by the school, a type used in winter and summer.

 

"A 2-pound summer quilt and a 4-pound winter quilt are available. Choose the one that is not too big for me. There is a single bed in the bedroom. Also, can you order it at the House?"

 

"Yes!"

 

"That's it, 2 yards x 2 yards, 4 sizes of summer quilt and winter quilt each set, you think it should be heavy, you can make the heaviest."

 

"Yo, it's so big, the summer quilt will be 3 pounds, and the winter quilt will be 6 pounds!"

 

"Total 15 books, at least 8 sets of sheets and quilt covers...Use the best, right?"

 

"Well... I'll erase the fraction for you, and the total is 28,000 Yuan."

 

When the total price is released, both Song; brother and sister were again amazed.

 

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

 

"Pick up the quilts after 15 days, disassemble them and casually inspect them. If there is any thread that is not Cocoon Double Palace filament, I will refund the money and you will break the panel at the outside."

 

The aunt was particularly quick to choose the quilts for Wang Yan and end the sale. She was in a good mood and talked a little more.

 

Wang Yan giggled: "Why am I breaking your brand? As long as things are good and the blanket is comfortable, it is true that I will patronize your company every year."

 

The aunt was busy packing the quilts and said casually: "Okay."

 

……

 

Look, it's the good stuff you don't care to sell, and you don't care about cheap words.

 

……

 

After walking out with a large bag and a small bag, Song Xi suddenly asked: "So this store is considered dark and upright?"

 

Wang Yan thought for a moment and shook his head.

 

"It's not black! It's easy to sell something like this level in big brand home textiles for five or ten times the price. You take apart all of its gimmicks, but it's actually not as comfortable as a handmade silk quilt."

 

Song Xi's thoughts suddenly strayed: "Apparently you know how it is, and you took advantage of her?"

 

Wang Yan recalled that the quilt of President Xiang Ji's blanket seems to be an Italian brand, and the filling was Egyptian cotton, which was very puffy, and it was like that when you slept. Much less comfortable than the set of silk quilts Dave got him.

 

So he nodded and said cautiously: "I personally think real silk is more form-fitting, lightweight, and breathable."

 

Song Xi didn't say a word and no one knew what she was thinking. Of course, Wang Yan didn't think about her at all, he turned his head and forgot about her.

 

"With so many things, little Chen, let's go back to the dorm and eat... Sister Song; would you give me a chance to express my gratitude?"

 

"I go back to school."

 

Wang Yan's sincerity to invite her was not great. The main reason was he didn't have time, and Song Xi overheard him and simply refused, and Song Chen didn't hold on to his sister to accompany them. Obviously, he knew it was inappropriate for his sister to have dinner with a large group of boys, and since the directions of the two schools were in opposite directions, they weren't going to take a single form of transportation. Wang Yan took Song Xi to the first taxi and gave the driver 50 Yuan. He ignored the other party's refusal and waved her back.

 

Watching the older sister walk away, Song Chen carried a large bag and a small bag and followed the older brother on the way home.

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