"How much... Sister, what price are you planning to sell them for?" While they truly didn't want to part with them, they couldn't afford anything too expensive. They exchanged glances and asked Fu Wenwen.
"How about two yuan each?" Fu Wenwen thought for a moment and asked cautiously, afraid they would find it too pricey.
Zhang Cuihua and Xiao Hong stared in astonishment. Seeing their expressions, Fu Wenwen nervously asked, "Is it too expensive?"
"Sister, you really don't know how to manage your household!" Zhang Cuihua looked at Fu Wenwen with a complex expression. These clothes, if sold elsewhere, would fetch at least several Da Tuan Zhi. Yet, she was only asking for two yuan.
In Zhang Cuihua's mind, Fu Wenwen had been categorized as someone who didn't know how to manage her household.
"You silly girl! Do you know how much this fabric costs at the supply and marketing cooperative?" Xiao Hong couldn't help but tap Fu Wenwen. "I know your family is well-off, but how can you not even know the price? These clothes look brand new; you could easily sell them for five or six yuan. Why only two?"
"I wouldn't sell them cheaply to anyone else, but I'm happy to sell them to you," Fu Wenwen whispered to them, glancing at the villagers watching from outside.
"If you sisters like them, just take them. Just don't tell anyone about the price!" Fu Wenwen winked at them.
"This... this isn't right, is it? You'll be losing a lot of money!" Zhang Cuihua's heart ached, but she felt bad for Fu Wenwen. She was truly taking a huge loss.
"If you two weren't willing to take them, I was prepared to give them away for free!" Fu Wenwen pouted at them, revealing her original intention.
Zhang Cuihua and Xiao Hong exchanged glances, knowing Fu Wenwen was speaking the truth and genuinely meant it. They couldn't help but smile. "Alright, since you've said so, we'll take two pieces each."
"Yes, yes, take them! Pick out more, whatever you like," Fu Wenwen smiled at them.
"Sister, are you selling these other things too?" Xiao Hong suddenly remembered something and asked Fu Wenwen.
"Yes, I don't wear these anymore, and they just take up space at home. Do you have any ideas, Sister?" Fu Wenwen asked with a smile. "It doesn't have to be money; we can trade for grain!"
"Do you remember my few sisters?" Xiao Hong asked Fu Wenwen with a smile.
Fu Wenwen nodded. "I remember; they've helped me before. Sister Xiao Hong, do you want them to pick out some too? They are your sisters, after all. We certainly can't charge them high prices. How about this price for them too?"
"That won't do! That would be too much of a loss for you! Let's say three yuan!" Xiao Hong said with a smile.
"Since Sister Xiao Hong has asked, of course, there's no problem!" Fu Wenwen nodded with a smile.
Xiao Hong picked out two pieces and gave Fu Wenwen four yuan. She then walked out, deliberately raising her voice, "Sister, you wait! I'll have all my sisters come over right now. You absolutely must save some clothes for me."
"Okay, okay!" Fu Wenwen replied loudly.
Zhang Cuihua picked out several pieces and looked to her husband, asking him which one looked better. However, Liu Qiang could only say they all looked good.
Seeing Zhang Cuihua's expression darken and Liu Qiang looking bewildered, Fu Wenwen quickly stepped in to ease the tension. "Sister, why don't you go inside and try them on? See how they look on you and show your brother-in-law!"
"Okay." Zhang Cuihua knew Fu Wenwen was trying to defuse the situation and went along with her words. She shot her husband a glare and, carrying the clothes, walked into Fu Wenwen's room.
"Ahem, did I say something wrong just now?" Liu Qiang looked at Fu Wenwen helplessly and asked in a low voice.