As soon as Zhao Guihua started her spiel, people turned their heads, their eyes filled with admiration. Goodness, this granny was impressive!
Some vendors secretly hoped she'd shout a bit more so they could learn her tricks. This old lady sure knew how to sell.
Zhao Guihua didn't care what others thought. She kept on shouting, "Come take a look! You can't lose, and you can't go wrong!"
Bell-bottoms weren't exactly mainstream—older folks just couldn't understand why anyone would wear something so bizarre. But young people? They loved it. Especially those rebellious types who thought being different was the coolest.
Sure enough, a young man soon approached, asking, "How much are these?"
Zhuang Zhixi replied, "Unisex, blue for men and pink for women. Genuine southern goods, thirty yuan each."
The nearby hairpin seller let out a gasp.
"That's too expensive!" The young man was shocked.
