The noise made by the old woman was so loud that many people upstairs were startled and looked over.
Qu Moying looked over and saw the old woman looking at her as if she had seen a ghost. She frowned slightly and continued walking down.
Seeing her aura and seeing Yu Dong, who was standing beside her, glaring at her fiercely, the old woman dared not make any loud noise. She could only carefully help the person beside her to get up and kept apologizing.
This little accident did not attract much attention from Qu Moying.
Her attention was on the downstairs, as she followed everyone downstairs.
"The material you have is not good. Look at it, it's all hooked silk. If I hadn't suddenly felt something was wrong when I walked to the door just now, and turned back to pull it open to take a look, I would never have known that your family is so black-hearted to pass off inferior goods as good ones." A middle-aged woman said loudly, pointing at the cloth in her hand.
In her hand was a piece of cloth with bright red patterns. The material looked very good, and the pattern was bright and colorful. It looked like the kind of cloth that ordinary people use for weddings, and it was very eye-catching.
At this time, the material was scattered and was completely pulled apart by her. Everyone could clearly see the silk threads hooked on it. It looked like a lot of them. It was indeed a defective product.
Aunt Yang had already walked forward and frowned when she saw the material. This piece of material was her own material, but she had had her own materials checked before, so there was no way there could be such a big mistake.
"Your store still says that your own products are good. This is your product, right? I saved money with great difficulty and wanted to pick a good piece of material for the New Year, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect your store to be so deceptive. Is there any law here?"
The middle-aged woman burst into tears, pointing at the people in the shop and cursing them. In the end, she pointed at Aunt Yang's nose and said, "I heard that you are the shopkeeper here. Is this how you do business? What kind of dirty money do you make? Who opened this shop to be so shady..."
Behind the crowd, Qu Moying frowned and continued to watch the farce. Similarly, she didn't think that Aunt Yang would make such a big mistake. The words of this middle-aged woman only proved this point.
"Let's talk nicely. When did you buy this material?" Aunt Yang advised in a gentle voice.
"When did you buy it? I knew your store would say that. Luckily I just bought it, and it was this clerk who bought it for me. I haven't even left your door yet. It can't be my fault, right?" The middle-aged woman walked over aggressively and dragged a clerk out from behind the crowd.
A boy who looked like a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old was dragged by the middle-aged woman and struggled hard to push the middle-aged woman away.
The middle-aged woman sat down on the ground, slapped her thighs and howled: "The unscrupulous merchant is harming people, the unscrupulous merchant is harming people, someone come quickly, the unscrupulous merchant sold defective products to others and refused to admit it, and he is going to kill people."
It was obvious that this person was a shrew. Aunt Yang was very troubled and called a waiter over to ask about the details of what happened.
This middle-aged woman did come to the store to buy material. She was very provocative when she entered the door and asked the clerk to help her choose for half an hour before she chose this piece of material. The clerk said that he was sure at that time that the material was good.
But he didn't know why it was bad now.
"You are still shirking responsibility. If it's not your responsibility, then is it mine? What's good is for me? I guess it's only good for people to see. Show me the good, don't
I hid the good part, luckily I was more careful and thought the guy's method was very strange, so I came back to check it again."
The middle-aged woman said loudly.
While pulling the material, I turned around and looked at it from the back. It really couldn't be seen. That is to say, from one side of the material, you can see the part with the hook line on the material, but from the other side, there is none.
If people are not allowed to see the side with the hook and only see the side without the hook, it can indeed have the effect of fraud, which echoes what the middle-aged woman said.
"Yuchun, what do you think caused the damage?" Qu Moying asked in a low voice.
"I thought it was a sharp object, but on this old woman..." Yuchun looked at the old woman's hair and suddenly stopped talking. The old woman was wearing a wooden hairpin on her head, which was the most common style of hairpin worn by women from ordinary families. With this hairpin, she could gather her hair together and prevent it from being disheveled.
Some people will buy this kind of wooden hairpin, or it may be a bamboo hairpin, while others will just grind it themselves and wear it without spending any money.
The one on the old woman's head looks disorganized and ordinary. It is not a good one at first glance. It looks more like she just polished it casually and put it on her head.
A very simple wooden hairpin.
"Miss, this hairpin..." Yuchun's eyes lit up and he pointed at the hairpin on the middle-aged woman's head. This kind of hairpin was just casually polished, and it was not well polished. The silk thread on this kind of material would be easily hooked off when used.
"But when did she start?" Yu Chun asked again in confusion.
After Yudong looked around, he suddenly pointed to a private room and said, "She should have been in a private room."
Qu Moying nodded and whispered something to Yudong. Yudong nodded in understanding, squeezed into the crowd and pulled Aunt Yang's sleeve.
Aunt Yang listened to the waiter Yu's detailed explanation with sweat on her forehead. She knew that this matter would be difficult to handle. The woman looked like she was well prepared, but she had no evidence.
My sleeve was pulled, and when I turned around, it turned out to be Yudong.
Yudong leaned over and whispered something in her ear. Aunt Yang's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly.
"How long did she stay in the store after she bought the fabric just now?" Aunt Yang asked the clerk again, no longer asking about small details.
"About a while ago, a new customer called me over there, so I went over right away. I haven't seen her since. The last time I saw her was now..." The young man was angry and annoyed, but he couldn't explain why. He could only stamp his feet angrily and said, "When I sold it to her, it must have been good. I even turned it over twice and showed it to her."
"You just turned it over, and I didn't see it clearly, so you said a customer had come and told me to pay quickly. If I had seen it clearly, why would I buy such material? What's the point of selling it if I can't wear it? I saved money for so long just to buy a piece of good material, and now it's like this, how can you let me live!"
The middle-aged woman clapped her hands and feet and burst into tears again.
"Excuse me, what do you want to do with this piece of material? Is someone in your family getting married?" Aunt Yang had been reminded by Yudong at this time and was not so flustered.
"I... I bought this material, of course... because of my marriage." The middle-aged woman didn't expect Aunt Yang to ask such a question. It sounded like nothing, so she paused for a moment, but then she clenched her teeth and said,
Yatou continued, "Why would I buy this kind of material if I'm not going to get married? I'm going to give it to someone as a gift."
The last sentence sounds like an explanation, but it somehow makes people feel guilty.
"Buying such fine material as a gift? I wonder who in your family is getting married?" Aunt Yang looked at her clothes and asked with a friendly smile.
Everyone also looked at the middle-aged woman's clothes. They were very ordinary clothes. They even felt that her family must be very poor, otherwise she would not have such a casual wooden hairpin on her head. Then they looked at the material of the clothes. It was gorgeous, not only the material was good, but the pattern was also beautiful.
But this kind of material is not something that someone like her can afford, right
The voices that were originally scolding the shop became a little quieter. No one was stupid, and this matter seemed a little strange.
Seeing this, the middle-aged woman became anxious. "I saved up for a long time to buy this. It was originally intended to be a gift. If the gift is not good, people will look down on me. I saved for so long to get this piece of material, but it was ruined by your black-hearted shop. I will seek justice even if I die here today."
Hearing her speak so righteously, the onlookers couldn't help but hesitate again, not knowing who to believe and who not to believe.
"Did anyone see her go into the private room just now?" Aunt Yang asked suddenly without answering her.
There are quite a lot of customers today. It's New Year's Day and everyone wants to relax. The guys in the store are very busy.
But no matter how busy you are, some people will still see it.
A waiter nodded first: "I saw her go to a private room on the second floor."
“I also saw her go upstairs.”…
There are many employees in the store, so someone would definitely notice something. Even if they didn't pay attention at first, it would become clear immediately after Aunt Yang mentioned it.
"I saw it too. She went into the private room."
"Yes, it's the one at the corner on the second floor."
"He came out after a while in there, and he looked a little strange." "... After the guys said that, the others saw more and started talking about it.
The more I talk, the more suspicious it seems.
The woman said before that she didn't leave the store, which means it's impossible for her to do anything. But what if she had already tampered with the things before leaving the store? Finding a private room would be the best place to do it.
On the second floor, someone was leaving. She was wearing a veil and was accompanied by only a maid. She was squeezing down. Qu Moying was startled and his eyes fell on this young lady, who seemed somewhat familiar to him.
Everyone else is watching the fun, and this person, who was originally watching the fun as well, now stops watching. Shouldn't this be the final juncture of this matter
Why don’t you watch it anymore
He reached out and pulled Yu Dong's sleeve, and Yu Dong turned around. He also caught a glimpse of the two masters and servants who were trying to squeeze out. It was not easy to squeeze, but the two people were still trying to squeeze out. His eyes suddenly narrowed. He has always been a sharp-eyed person. With just one glance, he discovered the trick.
"You...what nonsense are you talking about? My feet are just tired and I need to rest for a while." The middle-aged woman in the crowd realized that something was wrong and jumped up in anxiety.
Aunt Yang didn't waste any more time talking to her. She took two steps forward, pulled out the wooden hairpin she had pinned on her head, and shouted, "This is the evidence!"