Chapter Twenty-Five: Crazy Clothes

  After waiting for a whole hour in the sewing room, Zhan Fei also felt too bored and finally walked out with five red linen shorts, saying: "Mom, Xiaomin, Xiaohong, take a look at these shorts I made myself, how are they?"

  Upon hearing Zhan Fei's words, the three women's gazes all fell on the red linen shorts in his hand. Unanimously, their eyes lit up at the same time. These red linen shorts had a charm value of two points and were also women's shorts, so they naturally felt very good about them.

  Xiao Yu Feng also spoke up: "Little Fei, who did you learn from? These few pairs of shorts look pretty good."

  Zhan Fei listened and said: "Mom, this is inherited. Hang these five shorts up and price them at 300 yuan?"

  Xiao Yufeng listened and said: "This price is a bit high, isn't it?"

  Three hundred yuan, that's the price of some mid-range brand clothing. These shorts look pretty good, but they're just made by Xianfei himself and don't even have a logo, so selling them for three hundred is unlikely to attract any buyers. But when Xianfei heard his mother's words, he directly said: "Don't worry, mom, no problem!"

  Xiao Yufeng himself is in the clothing industry, looking at clothes every day, and seeing the shorts made by Zhan Fei still makes him excited. Those women who came out to shop saw it, and they definitely wouldn't let go either.

  Xiao Yufeng hesitated for a moment, then hung the 300-yuan price tag on those shorts. Xianfei said, "Mom, I'll keep making clothes. These five shorts will probably sell out soon."

  After about five minutes, a young couple walked into Yixin Clothing Store. The woman's gaze was casual as she scanned the store. A moment later, her eyes landed on the red linen shorts. She then said directly to the owner, "Boss, I want to try on these shorts."

  Xiao Yufeng listened, stunned for a moment, before saying: "The fitting room is over here." Immediately after, the woman took a pair of shorts and went in. A moment later, she came out wearing those red linen shorts, and Xiao Yufeng clearly felt that wearing these shorts made her seem even more charming.

  And the woman also noticed that her boyfriend's eyes had a strong sense of surprise and admiration. She then took another look in the mirror, and indeed, wearing this short pants made her look great, it was as if they were tailor-made for her! Then, the woman asked her boyfriend: "Kai, what do you think?"

  The one called Little Kai listened and said: "It really suits you, it's too beautiful, boss, don't you guys haggle over prices here?"

  Xiao Yufeng nodded and said, "Don't talk about it."

  That little Kai listened and directly took out three 100-yuan bills, then said: "Here, we can just wear our pants back, okay?"

  Xiao Yufeng listened and said, "Of course, there's no problem now."

  Xiao Hong and Xiao Min, who were also seeing guests pay so cleanly for the first time, wondered if the two pants made by Young Master himself were really that magical? However, what followed next made them realize that these clothes were indeed extremely magical.

  Because the next three batches of customers came, without exception, all bought a red linen shorts, the most exaggerated is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, actually alone and bought two linen shorts, while the store's turnover also reached 1,500 yuan, clothing profit, it is very large.

  Even if Xiao Yufeng sold clothes that were returned from merchants in the past, a single piece of clothing would have a profit of at least half its value. This is excluding rent and salaries for Xiaohong and Xiaomin. Generally speaking, the monthly expenses for this clothing store are 5,000 yuan for rent, which averages to less than 200 yuan per day.

  The wages of Xiaohong and Xiaomin, averaged out to be 3,000 yuan. Averaged out per day, it was 100 yuan. Their daily expenses were also 300 yuan. In the past when business was good, they could sell for 600-700 yuan, but most of the time, they could only sell for around 500 yuan. Xiao Yufeng's daily profit was also 200 yuan.

  Recently, a clothing store opened across the street, and daily sales dropped to 400 yuan. Xiao Yufeng's profit was only 100 yuan per day, so she thought about laying off employees. However, today, in just one hour this morning, they sold 1,500 yuan worth of goods.

  And this clothes, is personally made by Xiang Fei herself, the cost is much lower than the goods she bought in, the total cost of fabric and other materials used for five sets of clothes may not even reach one hundred yuan, so today there has been a profit of at least one thousand yuan, how can Xiao Yufeng not be happy?

  Xiao Hong and Xiao Min were also very happy, they naturally knew the situation in the store very well. Although their relationship with Xiao Yu Feng was good, when the store really couldn't maintain profits, Xiao Yu Feng had no choice but to lay off employees under pressure. After all, Xiao Yu Feng's mother and son also needed to survive.

  But I didn't expect that Zhan Fei would come back this time and directly solve all the problems!

  Xiaohong and Xiaomin also let out a sigh of relief, as the clothes made by their young master's own hands would no longer need to be produced in large quantities. From now on, they could just come back every weekend to make dozens of pieces, which could bring in thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan in income. And these sold-out clothes would gradually form a brand effect in this small horse district.

  Because this kind of clothing is only sold by Yixin, and there are no other branches, if the brand is established, then more and more people will come, and other clothes in the store will also be sold out gradually.

  The two little girls, of course, don't have to worry about being laid off again. After the clothes outside were sold out, Xiaohong also knocked on Zhanfei's room and said: "Young master, you've made a few more sets of clothes? We're already sold out."

  Xuan Fei said: "Here, take it out and hang it up."

  Zhan Fei this time, sent out five brown linen shorts, and Xiao Hong also hung up those five brown linen shorts, waiting for the arrival of customers. In the following time, as expected by Zhan Fei, every customer who came would directly choose the shorts made by Zhan Fei himself.

  Without exception, as long as the people who came in saw these linen shorts, they would inevitably take out their money, and once they were sold out, Xiaohong and Xiaomin would come to knock on the door, and Zhantie would also hand over five of his own products in a timely manner, from red to blue, from shorts to shirts, to linen skirts, which were always in short supply.

  Unconsciously, it was already five or six o'clock in the afternoon, and there were many fewer guests. The ninety clothes made by Zhuang Fei himself with his sewing skills had also been sold out of sixty pieces, which was just the first day. If a few more days passed and the reputation spread, I'm afraid these sixty pieces wouldn't even be enough as a zero head.

  Xiao Yufeng was also beaming with joy, his own son had finally made something of himself. Not to mention anything else, but just this ability to make clothes was enough to make a living, and it was the extremely terrifying kind. Today, his son brought in a profit of 160,000 yuan for this store! 160,000 yuan, and that's just one day's income!