The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 876 - 845: Good Girl, Shoe Repair Old Man

Chapter 876: Chapter 845: Good Girl, Shoe Repair Old Man

Especially when He Tiantian was lost, it took a lot of time to find the main entrance.

"All right, hop on," the cheerful girl smiled, letting He Tiantian sit on the back seat.

Even though He Tiantian wasn’t heavy, she worried that the girl might not have the strength for such an action while seated on the bike.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw the girl push the bicycle forward a few steps and then swing her leg over to get on.

He Tiantian was taken aback and then remembered that Huaxia Country at this time was known as the kingdom of bicycles, and it was very uncommon to find someone who couldn’t ride one.

The girl wasn’t tall, but she was strong and knew the route well.

Even amidst many students on campus, she managed to maintain a quick pace; the only constant was the ringing of the bicycle bell, which hadn’t stopped since the cheerful girl got on the bike.

Hearing the bell, pedestrians would automatically move to the side to avoid her.

They quickly reached the main entrance and came to a shoe repair stall.

"Here we are," the cheerful girl smiled, stopping the bicycle.

He Tiantian responded with a smile, "My name is He Tiantian, what’s yours?"

"I’m Qin Shuang," the girl said. "I’m a new student this year in the Director department. I’ve just finished registering and I’m about to head home."

Director department?

This girl had thick eyebrows and large eyes, quite pretty. Why didn’t she sign up for the Performance department instead of the Director department?

Uh uh······

Perhaps this Qin Shuang student could have relied on her looks to get by, but she preferred to rely on her talent.

"Hehe, I’m a teacher in the Traditional Opera and Film Literature Department, He Tiantian. It’s a pleasure to meet you," He Tiantian extended her hand, finding herself quite fond of this helpful girl.

"Ah? You’re a teacher?" Qin Shuang was surprised. "How come I feel you’re even younger than me?"

"Hehe, I may look young, but I’m not so young," He Tiantian laughed. "Born in ’55, I’m already twenty-seven this year."

"Twenty-seven?" Qin Shuang sized up He Tiantian. "Tsk tsk, I have to say, time has been incredibly kind to Teacher He. I’m twenty this year, how come······ Oh, never mind·····"

The old shoe repairman, while fixing He Tiantian’s shoes, kept silently admiring them; it was obvious they were quality shoes, belonging to someone with money. He decided he would charge double the usual price.

"Hehe, actually, you’re very beautiful. You just haven’t learned how to dress yourself up yet," He Tiantian said with a smile. "If you have things to do, you can go ahead first."

Qin Shuang smiled and said, "Then Teacher He, goodbye."

"Goodbye Qin Shuang," He Tiantian nodded, now knowing her department and name, it would be easy to find her in the future.

After Qin Shuang left, He Tiantian waited patiently for her shoes to be repaired.

"One yuan," the old shoe repairman said.

He Tiantian looked over the shoes carefully, and goodness, they were excellently repaired, almost without any trace.

Seeing He Tiantian silent, the shoe repairman thought she was objecting to the price.

"How about eighty cents?" One yuan was indeed a bit much.

He Tiantian came to her senses, took out one yuan, handed it to the old man and said, "Thank you, sir. Your craftsmanship is excellent. One yuan is not too much."

The old shoe repairman felt somewhat embarrassed.

Especially after hearing someone praise his skills. His family was struggling, so he held back the urge to give change and swallowed it down.

"Hehe, this is an old craft," the shoe repairman said. "In the past, our family had a hereditary craft of making leather shoes. After the liberation, I went to work in the factory, but now the factory’s performance isn’t doing well, and they haven’t paid wages for months. But there are many mouths to feed at home, so how can I not work? That’s why I set up a stall to repair shoes."

As the shoe repairman said this, there was a sense of pride on his face.

"Why don’t you open a shoe store again?" He Tiantian asked curiously, a person with skills shouldn’t be in such straits.

"Ah, I just don’t have the capital," said the old shoemaker. "Besides, nobody believes in my craftsmanship. Moreover, I can only make old-fashioned shoes, I can’t think of any new styles."

He Tiantian smiled and said, "Look at these shoes of mine, could you make them?"

The old shoemaker chuckled and replied, "As long as you provide me with a template and materials, I can make them, no problem at all."

Hearing this, He Tiantian understood.

In China, there has never been a shortage of skilled craftsmen, but there is a lack of innovative thinking.

A closed society confines people’s thoughts and horizons.

Therefore, the emergence of "knockoff" goods is inevitable.

Since the old shoe repairer always sets up his stand here, if Jiang Wenwen wants to get some shoes made, she could come to this old shoe repairer.

He Tiantian saw that Jiang Wenwen was still distributing flyers, their faces sunburned red.

So she went to the small shop and bought a few ice pops. She wanted to buy the more expensive ones, but there were only red bean ice pops, five cents each. She bought six, one for each person.

By the time He Tiantian came over with the ice pops, Jiang Wenwen could hardly wait.

"Sister-in-law, you’re so kind," Jiang Wenwen said. "It’s deadly hot... Come on, let’s eat ice pops under the tree. We’ve almost finished handing out flyers anyway, let’s not do it anymore."

"Thanks, Sister He," the young girls sweetly said, calling He Tiantian ’Sister’.

The girls were pretty, and sweet-talking too, where on earth did she find them?

Together, they ate their ice pops and pricked up their ears to listen to the boss, Sister He, talking.

"Sister-in-law, the shop will be busy this afternoon, so we’ll head back soon, we won’t be able to keep you company," Jiang Wenwen said with a smile, anticipating many customers in the afternoon after distributing flyers in the morning. It would be busy.

But they all enjoyed this kind of busyness!

"No problem, I’m free as well. After finishing the ice pops, let’s go eat something, then I’ll come back with you to have a look. Maybe I can be of some help," said He Tiantian. Jiang Wenwen, who originally had a bit of weight on her face, had lost nearly ten pounds for the studio.

He Tiantian was free, so she came to help out.

"Great, it’ll definitely be busy this afternoon, and with one more person, we can probably sell a few more clothes," Jiang Wenwen said. "Alright, once we’re done eating, let’s go have lunch."

The meal was simple too—pork chop noodles, because they were quick.

Jiang Wenwen was a very generous boss—two pork chops for each person.

After eating, the group hurried back to the studio.

Indeed, once they returned, there were many girls inside, and even a few guys.

The men’s clothing line had also launched and was displayed on the other side of the first floor of the studio.

It was a bit hectic inside, and they couldn’t serve everyone fast enough.

After Jiang Wenwen led the group back, it was just the right time to join the ranks in serving the customers.

He Tiantian also helped out, and before they knew it, it was six in the evening, and the shop had quieted down a bit.

Jiang Wenwen collapsed on the sofa from exhaustion, and the others sat slumped in their chairs as well.

"No wonder I’m hungry, it’s already six o’clock," Xiao Yang said. "Let’s go eat dinner in shifts."

"What?" He Tiantian was startled. "Oh my goodness, it’s already six o’clock, I need to hurry home."

As she was speaking, He Tiantian quickly grabbed her purse and was about to leave.

Just as she was about to open the door, it was pushed open from outside.

He Tiantian was taken aback, and then chuckled as the expected person had arrived.

"Time to eat," Huo Yingjie came in, smiling.