Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 357: 350: Finding the Appropriate Fabric

“How much exactly do you want?” The fabric store owner asked.

“How much do you want for this whole batch of fabric?” Qin Xue thought about whether she should go for it.

“This much.” The owner held up two fingers.

“US$ 200?” Qin Xue tentatively asked.

“US$ 2,000.” The fabric store owner thought, there was no way this kind of fabric would be that cheap.

“I thought so too. What’s the lowest price you can offer?” Qin Xue wasn’t saying she couldn’t afford it.

She just wanted to save some money as working capital. If all of it was spent on this fabric, her capital could be paralyzed.

“If you really want it, I can give it to you for US$ 1,900.” The fabric store owner figured it wouldn’t be bad to sell it all at once at a bit of a discount.

Qin Xue wanted to offer US$ 1,500, but she didn’t know if the owner would sell it for that price.

She observed the owner’s subtle movements and his psychological activity, then made a decision: “I’ll give you US$ 1,500. If that’s okay, I’ll take the whole batch of fabric. If not, then just cut it to this size for me.”

Qin Xue handed the dimensions to the fabric store owner after she finished speaking.

“Miss, your bargaining is too fierce. No matter what, you can’t let me sell at a loss.” The fabric store owner didn’t expect Qin Xue to bargain down to US$ 1,500.

This price was what he originally paid for the fabric, and he was planning to include the shipping cost. Little did he know that this girl was so shrewd, giving him a price not only without profit but also with a loss on shipping.

However, if he doesn’t sell this batch of goods, it’ll end up sitting in his warehouse.

He hesitated for a while; it seemed there was no room for negotiation with Qin Xue.

In the end, he reluctantly sold the fabric to Qin Xue.

“Okay, but I won’t deliver it to your doorstep.” The fabric store owner had already made a loss, so he didn’t want to offer free delivery.

“Boss, I’ll give you US$ 50. Can you help me find someone to deliver this batch to Chenxi Clothing Store in XX City?” Qin Xue saw that there was a lot of fabric in this batch.

How were she and Chu Molin going to transport it all by themselves if it wasn’t delivered?

“Fine, I got it. I’ll have someone deliver it to you.” The fabric store owner figured that since he had a vehicle, he could make a bit of money by delivering the fabric to Qin Xue himself, so he agreed.

“Great, we didn’t bring that much money with us since we’re not at home. Here’s the deposit, could you lend me a pen and paper? I’ll write you an IOU.

When your trusted person delivers the fabric, give me the IOU, and I’ll give the rest of the money to them to bring back to you. What do you think?” Qin Xue took US$ 300 from her pocket and handed it to the fabric store owner.

“Okay, I’ll have someone deliver it to you tomorrow morning.” The fabric store owner saw that Qin Xue was straightforward, so he agreed without hesitation.

Throughout the entire process, Chu Molin didn’t speak a word. Just like during the business negotiation with Guo Aiguo, he was content simply watching Qin Xue handle business negotiations with her vibrant spirit.

Only when the fabric store owner mentioned delivering the fabric tomorrow morning did he speak up.

“Let’s make it tomorrow afternoon. We have something to do in the morning, so we’ll only be back in the afternoon.” Chu Molin figured that the earliest they could return to the county town would be in the afternoon.

The fabric store owner looked at Qin Xue to see what she thought.

“Let’s go with that.” Qin Xue considered that tomorrow they were planning on hiking, and they really couldn’t make it back by the morning. But if they didn’t go hiking, then their trip would lack meaning.

She wanted to have more private time alone with Chu Molin. When they became old, they could look back and realize they had beautiful memories to cherish.