The next day, Su Qingyu, who had gotten enough rest, stood up and stretched his muscles.
Change into work clothes and get ready for work.
Wang Mei rubbed her drooping eye bags. Last night she couldn't help but listen to the noises coming from the fitting room. The more she listened, the more scared she became. She didn't sleep much the whole night.
When I stood up this morning, I felt top-heavy.
"Where can I brush my teeth and wash my face?" Wang Mei felt the tip of her tongue numbing, and she habitually wanted to find a place to wash.
There is no restroom in the Baiyibaishun clothing store, only a red trash can.
"You can rinse your mouth and wash your face in the store." Su Qingyu had just stood at the door of the clothing store and observed. From this angle, he could see the sign for the toilet in the corridor.
To get to the bathroom, you have to turn a corner, and it's pitch black with no lights on.
Even though a whole day had passed, they had no physiological need to go to the bathroom.
This is most likely related to the food in the dungeon.
[Baiyi Baishun Clothing Store] The first rule is in brackets.
[(Stay in the store for the first three days. No matter what happens, do not leave the store.)]
At least, for the first three days, they didn't have to go to the bathroom.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the delivery man delivered breakfast.
At the same time, Su Qingyu kept track of the time and used the Mingbao app to order compressed biscuits and mineral water.
When the delivery man was delivering the food, he complained, “It’s raining outside and there are a lot of flower mushrooms.
Today is my last day of work, and I won’t be the one delivering meals to you tomorrow.”
After saying that, the delivery man left.
The first guest in the morning was a hunchbacked old lady with wrinkles deeply engraved on her skin. Her hairline was high and her white hair was sparse and messy.
There was a fierce aura emanating from his entire body.
As soon as she entered the door, she introduced herself as a friend of Grandma Su Qingyu, walked straight to the shelves, frowned, and looked at the various clothes critically.
Then she ordered a dozen clothes from the rack and asked to try them on in the fitting room.
Su Qingyu said patiently, "Grandma, you can try on the clothes, but you need to try them on one by one."
"I'm your grandma's friend! I'm also a customer here!" The old lady stamped her cane, her face full of anger, "When I came to this store to buy clothes, you were not even born yet!
How can you talk to me?"
Su Qingyu found that as long as she didn't give the clothes to the old lady, she would not be able to take the clothes off the hanger and bring them into the fitting room by herself.
So, she gently but firmly refused: "You can only try them one by one."
The old lady pointed at her and scolded her for a while. Seeing that she was unmoved, she said angrily like a defeated rooster: "I have wasted so much time here with you!
Just one at a time, why don’t you give it to me now!”
Su Qingyu took down a piece of clothing that she had just pointed out, scanned it, issued an invoice, and then handed it to the old lady.
After the old lady took the clothes into the fitting room, there was no movement at all.
An hour passed.
Wang Mei asked fearfully, "Did something happen to that old lady in the fitting room just now?"