The male protagonist is blackening: Raiders, please be careful

Chapter 92

"Feifei, where should we sell it?"

Bai Feifei thought for a while and said, "The east gate is closer to Suiguo Mansion, so it saves effort, but if you want to sell it for a good price, you still have to go to Taigao Street, where all the rich people live, and you don't care about giving me a penny or two." text."

Yang Guang relayed the words to Yang Yong, and Yang Yong agreed with this statement.

The two brothers went to Taigao Street together. It was indeed different from other places. There were large houses with blue tiles on both sides, and there were not many pedestrians passing by, but there were many things for sale.Bai Feifei asked Yang Guang to find an open space outside Taigao Street, and ordered the two to sell it.

Both of them are pampered and pampered young masters, and they have never even thought about selling such a thing in their life, so they groaned for a long time without calling out.In the end, it was Yang Guang who spoke under Bai Feifei's urging, blushing and yelling recklessly.

Yang Guang had a loud voice and a cute face. Someone really came to see it, but none bought it. After calling for a long time, Yang Guang whispered to Bai Feifei with a bitter face: "Feifei, let's lower the price, the price is too expensive. .”

A catty of elm money is only eight cents. Although they put eggs and chicken soup in it, a small porcelain bowl costs two cents. Yang Guang thought to himself, he would never buy it.Bai Feifei didn't answer, she didn't think it was expensive for a bowl of special steamed elm, but why didn't anyone come to buy it?
She looked at the small bowl in Yang Guang's hand, then at the stall with tofu nao opposite, and patted her head: "I'm confused, Ah Cheng, go to the pharmacy over there and buy some paper."

"Paper? Go to the drugstore to buy paper?"

Bai Feifei said: "If they don't sell that kind of paper wrapped with medicinal materials, you can ask where you can buy it."

Yang Guang was taken aback when he heard this, but he still followed Bai Feifei's words and went to the pharmacy to buy paper.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, the clerk thought his request was strange, but seeing that although he was dressed plainly and was still young, he had an extraordinary temperament and a gentle conversation. where to buy.The place where the paper was sold was not far away, and within two quarters of an hour, Yang Guang returned to the stall with the paper in his arms.

Yang Guang's face became even more bitter. He bought eggs and chicken soup, and now he bought so much paper. How much money would he have to sell to earn it back?Bai Feifei didn't think so, let the two brothers drink some water and eat some steamed buns, and then started to make them bark again.But this time we can't just sell elm money, but also shout a long list of slogans.

"Packed elm money, delicious and not expensive, good quality and cheap, fresh and delicious."

This is the advertisement that Bai Feifei thought up on the road just now. Yang Guang thinks it is a bit exaggerated. It is delicious and fresh, but it is extremely expensive. Take it easy.

The two yelled, it was nothing at first, but after a while someone came to ask, mainly because people were puzzled by the first sentence, and when they knew that the so-called packing was wrapped in paper, some people smiled and left, some people will ask more questions.

"Uncle, our elm money is really delicious. You can buy it and taste it after a pack. Besides, it's clean even if it's wrapped in paper. Not to mention anything else, even if it's clean and fresh, it's worth two pennies."

Encountered this kind of extra question, Yang Guang responded in this way, asked Yang Yong to cut the paper and pack it, and then asked if he wanted garlic.There are so many people who ask a few questions, but they don't actually want to buy it, but seeing that they have finished it, and they are half-grown children, it's not good to lose face, anyway, it's only two pennies.

They couldn't sell the elm money before, the biggest reason was that they didn't have a fixed stall, no stools, no tables. Although they prepared small porcelain bowls, how many people were willing to stand on the side of the road with the bowls in their hands to eat?It’s different when it’s packed. Take a bag and take it home. If it’s delicious, it’s considered an extra dish for the family today.

They have business here, and the bean curd drinkers over there are also curious. After a while, someone shouted, asking them to pack a bag, and Yang Guang naturally responded quickly. Only then did he understand why Bai Feifei closed the stall. Here, it is because I saw such a stall next to it.

Bai Feifei visited the night market, and knew that the biscuit stalls near the mutton kebabs always had better business than other stalls. Although there were pancakes and fruits beside the tofu nao, there would always be people who wanted a change.

　Stay in the plot ╮(￣⊿￣")╭

　　
　
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