After passing through the book, she became the farmer's wife of the villain

Chapter 18 Selling Mushrooms

When you see an acquaintance, you can't help but be polite.

Melo Mei followed Mei Daya and called someone obediently, then found a corner to sit down, listened to the chatter of a few people, and followed the bullock cart to the town.

I used to watch country movies and see those old farmers riding in bullock carts and waving their whips as the sun sets. It felt so romantic. But now that I actually came to ride in the bullock cart, I found that it was not like that at all.

A group of people are crowded into a small space, the smells are mixed together, and the bullock cart is bumpy, which makes people feel nauseated.

It’s really more uncomfortable than taking the green train before!

After finally reaching the town, Melomei gave four cents to the boy from the same village who drove the bus, agreed on a time to go back, and after saying hello to Aunt Wang and the others, she walked down the street with her back on her back.

"Sister, should we go sell mushrooms first or go to the embroidery village to pay our bills first?"

Merome pulled down the strap on her back, raised her head and asked Mei Daya.

"Let's go sell the mushrooms first. We agreed to pay for the wallet, and we can leave after handing it over, but we still have to find a buyer for the mushrooms!"

"Okay, does the eldest sister know where there is a big restaurant near here?"

Melome asked Mei Daya, remembering the days when there were navigation systems in her heart.

With my mobile phone in my hand, I have everything in the world. Now, alas... I might as well not mention it!

"There's one over there, let's go there."

Mei Daya pointed to the front and took the lead in leading Melo Mei there.

When they arrived at the door of the restaurant, Mei Daya stopped and said uncertainly: "Sanya, are we really going in? It would be so embarrassing if they don't accept our mushrooms."

"Oh, sister, we're all here. I'm going to raise my head and then shrink my head. What are you afraid of? As for people not accepting it, that's normal. You can't buy or sell by force! Some people also say that failure is the mother of success, so failure

It’s a very normal thing, only a life without failure will be full of ghosts!”

"If you don't try it, how will you know whether others will accept it or not?"

Mei Luomei looked up at the signboard above, and saw that it said - Gentleman Restaurant, with four large gilded characters. It looked so high-end, no wonder Mei Daya didn't dare to move forward.

Melome lowered her head and looked at the patched clothes on her body, which seemed a bit shabby. However, no one could stop her determination to make money - not even shabby clothes.

"Sister, as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."

Melo Mei continued to walk forward, feeding Mei Daya chicken soup as she walked.

Mei Daya "..."

Just as Melome was about to enter the store, she was blocked by the waiter who suddenly came out of the restaurant: "Little girl, you are not allowed to enter casually here."

"Ah, isn't this a place to eat?"

Did you go wrong?

"It's a place to eat, but look at you..."

The waiter looked back and forth between Melome and Melome. If his eyes were X-rays, he would have taken a thorough look at their intestines, liver, stomach and lungs.

"Sanya, let's go."

Mei Daya felt inferior for a moment when the waiter looked her over, and her face turned red with embarrassment. Regardless of Melo Mei's resistance, she directly grabbed her hand and dragged her out.

"Sister, why are you pulling me? I haven't found a shopkeeper to sell mushrooms yet!"

"Sanya, let's not sell it in a restaurant. Let's set up a stall on the roadside. You see, everyone else sells it this way."

Mei Daya was frightened by the look from the waiter in the shop just now, and now she wanted to retreat.

"Sister, when setting up a roadside stall, let's not talk about whether anyone will buy it. Just talk about when we can sell out. Besides, I have other things to do, and I don't have time to waste there." Merome didn't want to squat on the road.

Selling mushrooms on the side.

"Sanya, be good, listen to the elder sister, okay? I will buy you some sweets later." Mei Daya continued to coax.

"Sister, how could you do this? If you really don't want to go, forget it. I'll go by myself."

How can a few pieces of candy interrupt her dream of getting rich? Just dream!

Melo Mei broke free from Mei Daya's grasp and ran away quickly with her little back on her back.

After asking several people along the way, I finally found the second largest restaurant in Shuanghe Town - Mingde Restaurant.

This restaurant is not as big as the Junzi Restaurant, and the decoration is not as luxurious, but it is more elegant.

The waiter at Mingde Restaurant was cleaning the table when he saw someone at the door. He rushed to greet him and was about to say hello, but found that it was just a little girl.

"Little sister, why are you alone? Are you lost with your parents?"

The waiter didn't look down on her because she was dressed in rags. Instead, he asked her patiently, which made Merlo May suddenly feel good about her.

"Brother, I just want to ask, do you harvest mushrooms? I just picked them not long ago and they are still fresh!"

Merome put down the radish and took out a mushroom to show to the waiter.

The waiter looked at Merome, maybe feeling pity for her, and stared at her for a while, then took the mushroom in her hand, pointed to a corner of the living room and said: "Where are you sitting, wait a moment, I'll ask first.

Ask the shopkeeper."

The waiter took the mushrooms and went straight to the kitchen.

The back cook, Sun Changdun, was watching the cooks working with his hands behind his back when he suddenly saw the waiter running over and frowned in displeasure.

"Why did you come here if you didn't greet me in front of me?"

"Shopkeeper, there is a little girl here to sell mushrooms. I saw how pitiful she was so I asked her to sit in the living room and wait. Let me ask if our restaurant still accepts mushrooms?"

"Look at the quality. If the quality is good, just charge a little. If the quality is bad, forget it. As you know, there are relatively few people ordering mushrooms, so you can't make much money."

"Then shopkeeper, do you want this?"

The waiter handed the mushroom in his hand to Sun Changdun.

"The quality of these mushrooms is not bad, go ahead... Oh, forget it, I'll go check it out myself."

Sun Changdun originally wanted the waiter in the store to buy two or three kilograms, but after thinking about it, he thought it would be better to go by himself.

Melome sat in the living room for a while, wondering if the shopkeeper here didn't want to see her, when she saw the waiter from the store she just went to walking out followed by a middle-aged uncle.

"Are you going to sell mushrooms?"

Sun Changdun glanced at the little girl sitting motionless and felt that she was really pitiful. No wonder his own man had to run errands for her even at the risk of being scolded.

The little girl's head and face were wrapped with a thick strip of white cloth. Her clothes were in tatters and patched with patches. Her shoes had a few holes in the front, with her toes and thumbs exposed. There was some mud on the shoes. It looked like she had been walking a lot.

The long road doesn’t look easy either.

"Yes, I wonder if your restaurant accepts mushrooms?"

When Merome heard the question, she quickly stood up and answered calmly and gracefully, seemingly not affected by her outfit at all.

"You have to harvest, but the quality must be good. I don't know if all the mushrooms you have are like the one I took out just now."

"Don't worry, uncle, our mushrooms are all carefully selected. You can't buy them and you won't be deceived."

Melome quickly took away a few handfuls of wild vegetables on the back of the radish, and then exposed the mushrooms in the radish.

Sun Changdun looked at it and found that it was indeed in good condition, so he said: "Eight cents a pound, I want all of them."

Melome thought about the current market price and knew that the shopkeeper in front of her did not lower the price maliciously because he was a child. She suddenly felt happy and nodded: "Just follow the price that uncle said."

I'll try my best to type and save a few chapters of the manuscript first.

(End of chapter)