Siheyuan: This is really immoral

"Handsome guy, I'm not exaggerating, but with your face and figure, do you still need to ask what clothes are suitable for you? You are simply blessed by God. No clothes will look ugly on you."

Chen Xueru listened and looked at Linzhuang while walking around it. After admiring it, she was full of praise.

Lin Zhuang looked at her and smiled without saying anything.

After Chen Xueru finished her sigh, she also introduced Lin Zhuang and said:

"The store has coarse cloth and coarse cotton, as well as cotton clothes with better texture. Of course, the most popular one is Dacron. It is as cool as its name suggests. It is more wear-resistant than cotton, less likely to lose its shape, easy to wash and dry quickly, and it will not fade. No matter how many times you wash it, it will stay the same color."

Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru's eyes lit up when they heard this. They had heard about this kind of clothes a long time ago, but because of the high price, they couldn't even afford to buy cotton clothes, let alone wear this kind of clothes. They had never seen it before.

Lin Zhuang didn't think it was anything special. To put it bluntly, it was just clothes made of polyester or a mixture of polyester and cotton. In later generations, people returned to the era of pure cotton. However, there were no fans at that time, let alone air conditioners, so it was indeed much more comfortable to wear.

"Then let's have this Dacron thing, two sets."

Chen Xueru's ears perked up when she heard this. It was obvious that a big business was coming. However, she was still worried about the family background of this handsome guy, so she couldn't help but remind him:

"Comrade, this is Dacron, it has many advantages, but it is expensive. You must have spent a lot of money on these two sets..."

Linzhuang didn’t have much else but lots of money and notes. He smiled like a nouveau riche and said, “Expensive? How expensive can it be?”

"Comrade, you are tall, and the material used must be much more than others. I estimate that your shirt must be in your early twenties, and your pants must be around fifteen or sixteen."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Huairu's mouth opened wide, and Qin Jingru stared with wide eyes and counted on her fingers how much it would cost to buy this set of clothes.

Lin Zhuang was also shocked when he heard this number. Although he could fully afford it, it would cost more than a month's salary for an ordinary person if the trouble caused by the ticket was not counted! But for Lin Zhuang, it naturally could not be measured by salary. Lin Zhuang said:

"In that case, a set of clothes would cost about forty, right?"

Just when Chen Xueru thought that the price was what persuaded the handsome guy to give up, she was about to say something like "Lin Zhuang should consider cotton, which is also good." After all, it was rare for several people to come together to buy clothes.

Unexpectedly, after Lin Zhuang finished speaking, he only paused for a moment and then said, "Forty is indeed a bit expensive, so let's get two sets."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xueru looked at Lin Zhuang with surprise, obviously questioning the thickness of his wallet.

Qin Huairu, who was standing behind Lin Zhuang, was not worried that Lin Zhuang could not afford the two sets of clothes. After all, Lin Zhuang still had the pension left by his father. But she also secretly made up her mind that she would not need to buy such expensive things later. It was really cold. It would be good enough to be able to touch Lin Zhuang's clothes.

What about Qin Jingru? Qin Jingru was stunned by this figure. Forty was probably an astronomical figure for people in their countryside. It was enough to marry four wives.

Lin Zhuang looked at Chen Xueru's suspicious eyes, smiled, took out a corner of a wad of money from his pocket and showed it to Chen Xueru, then said:

"I have enough money to buy a few sets of clothes. Please measure them for me. They also want to buy some today. We have something else to do later."

"Okay, comrade, I'm the only one in the store today, so I have to test you."

Chen Xueru was also shocked when she saw the money Lin Zhuang took out. Even for her now, she couldn't help but be shocked by the thickness of the money. Then she smiled from ear to ear and went to get a soft tape measure for them to measure.

After Chen Xueru got the measuring tools, she also moved a small stool to stand on and explained to Lin Zhuang: "Comrade, you are too tall. I can't measure the width of your shoulders by standing on tiptoe."

"Don't call me comrade, just call me Linzhuang."

Chen Xueru smiled beautifully, and then she began to measure Lin Zhuang's physical data skillfully, but the distance she was measuring seemed to be much closer than when she was measuring others.

After seeing this, Qin Jingru's mouth, which had just been calm for a while, puffed up again, but thinking about what Qin Huairu had just said to her, she could only feel jealous. Qin Huairu then took her to walk around the store to look at the styles of clothes displayed in the store.

After Chen Xueru finished measuring Lin Zhuang's upper body, she squatted down to measure Lin Zhuang's hip circumference and leg length. From Lin Zhuang's perspective, he could clearly see Chen Xueru's graceful curves, which looked even more exaggerated against the backdrop of the cheongsam.

"Lin Zhuang, what do you do for a living?"

Unexpectedly, after Chen Xueru asked this question, she waited for a long time for Lin Zhuang's response. She subconsciously looked up and wanted to ask Lin Zhuang why he ignored her. When she looked up, she and Lin Zhuang's eyes met.

Chen Xueru saw the same look in Lin Zhuang's eyes as other men gave her, but Lin Zhuang's was obviously much bolder. Even when Chen Xueru looked up and noticed it, he did not restrain himself at all.

But Chen Xueru didn't know why, she didn't feel the slightest bit disgusted by Lin Zhuang's behavior. Instead, she adjusted her posture to make her figure more charming.

Soon, she had measured the size of Lin Zhuang's clothes and said to him, "Your coat will cost 21.5 yuan, and your pants will cost 16 yuan. If you want two sets, it will cost 75 yuan."

Lin Zhuang nodded, added the two women who were visiting the store, and said, "You guys should go and measure yourself, too. Will two sets be enough for you?"

Hearing this, Qin Huairu pulled Lin Zhuang aside and whispered what she had been holding in her heart for a while: "Lin Zhuang, these clothes are too expensive. Jingru and Xiaodang don't want them. Just buy us two sets of cotton ones."

Qin Jingru, who was listening nearby, nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother Linzhuang, this dress is too expensive. Even if you bought it for me, I wouldn't dare to wear it. This set of clothes is enough to marry several wives in our country..."

When Lin Zhuang heard what they said, he said, "It's not like I can't afford it for you, just listen to me."

However, no matter what Lin Zhuang said, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru refused to buy such expensive clothes. Finally, Lin Zhuang shocked them again with the stack of money in his arms. The two agreed to buy one set of Dacron and the other set of cloth or cotton. Otherwise, they would not buy it no matter what. Lin Zhuang had to give up.