Back To Eighty

It was agreed that Uncle Qian would lead the way, and Sun Hua carried the things and walked in the middle. After Lu Huai'an was cut off, Sun Hua refused to live or die. He wanted to play with flashlights.

Not wanting to waste time, Lu Huai'an had to carry an extra bag and walk in the middle. Sun Hua was very happy with the flashlight.

Uncle Qian shouted from time to time, "Look ahead! Don't move around!"

Not to mention, with this flashlight, walking is indeed much faster.

Don't worry about distinguishing which way is the road, don't be afraid of falling into the pit while walking.

When they got to the land, everyone used their ticket to find a place to set up a stall.

People came and went, seeing that everyone else came prepared, the board put the board, the bench set the bench, the three looked at each other, stupid.

This is not their county seat, they have nothing.

Those who are unfamiliar with life, have no place to even engage in scooters.

It was Uncle Qian who made the whole board before, so Lu Huai'an didn't think about it.

Uncle Qian patted his head and was very annoyed: "Oh, I'll go, I've been so busy every day, I really forgot."

"...It's fine." Lu Huai'an looked around and took out a large bundle of rope from the package.

Anyway, this meeting was in an alley with walls on both sides, so he simply pulled three long ropes.

Came across from the opposite side.

The opposite is also a clothes seller. Seeing that he is going to pass the rope through his head, he is not happy: "What is this for!?"

"I'm sorry, brother." Lu Huai'an handed a cigarette and said with a smile: "Little brother has just come here, so he doesn't know anything, he doesn't even have a door, the rope doesn't take up space, and people won't look up at the top. I also hope that it is convenient for my brother."

By the light of the match, the man glanced at it.

Oh, it's still warrior smoke!

Thirty-one for one cent, he was reluctant to buy it himself!

Seeing Lu Huai'an's generous shot, he didn't have any difficulty pulling his face, but he was a little puzzled by the rope.

Lu Huaian explained that he was going to hang his clothes and showed him.

The man widened his eyes in shock: How could this be possible?

After hesitating for a while, he pulled Lu Huai'an: "Little brother, you can pull one more... Look, you don't need this one anyway, can I hang something?"

Lu Huai'an smiled heartily: "Then why not, that is, we might have to set up a pillar between us, lest any one of them is heavy and slips together."

"That's easy to say!"

The man is a local and has everything.

He straightened a pillar quickly and came over. He borrowed a few clips from Lu Huai'an. He felt a little embarrassed and said that he was willing to lend them two benches.

"The door panel cannot be borrowed. I will use it myself, but I can lend you two benches."

It's a big deal, he doesn't sit anymore.

With the bench, Lu Huai'an thought about it: "Brother, can you lend me a pole?"

The pole was placed sideways, and the bag was put on top and untied.

The waist-length bench immediately became a table.

Uncle Qian couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Huai'an, you son of a bitch, this is it!"

"Hey, isn't this just taking the material on the spot."

This is also a way that cannot be forced out.

Hang the ones that can be hung, and put the heavy ones on the bench.

After a little fiddling, it was barely like that.

Looking back, there was only a hint of light in the sky.

With three people busy, no matter how heavy things are, they will become easier.

The number of people attending the fair has gradually increased. The fair is different from the supply and marketing cooperative, and the control is not so strict.

Those who have tickets, like Lu Huaian and the others set up a stall.

If you don't have a ticket, you can find a corner to spread a cloth, which is also a stall.

Some took out the eggs that they had hoarded at home and sold them in exchange for some rice to go back to celebrate the festival.

There are also clothes sellers around, but the styles are not very new, the same gray, blue and green, and many people ask.

"A shirt, five yuan!" The boss was smoking a cigarette, ignoring him: "This coat? Seventy-five."

Uncle Qian also heard it, and secretly met Lu Huai'an in the eye.

In the end, it's Guanshi County, and the prices are much higher than those in their county.

Lu Huai'an and the others had a bunch of stalls hanging here, and the colors were bright, so there were naturally many people asking.

In the end, they just asked the price, because Lu Huai'an doubled the price, and ordinary people couldn't afford it.

Uncle Qian was not in a hurry and said with a smile, "The people who came here at dawn are all diligent people."

Diligent, but no money.

When the sun gradually rose, Lu Huai'an and the others finally welcomed a customer who didn't just ask and leave.

The mother and daughter each saw a piece of clothing, and they struggled for a while before asking, "How much are these two pieces of clothing?"

Lu Huai'an glanced at it and said with joy, "You have such a good eye. We only bought three pairs of these jeans in total. Look, it's only ten dollars a piece! This shirt is five dollars!"

Other materials are relatively cheap, but the price of jeans from Gong Lan costs five yuan, which is really low.

It has only doubled, which is already very conscientious.

Sure enough, the price did not scare them away, but instead showed joy: "Can you be less?"

Realizing that he might have quoted a lower price, Lu Huai'an didn't regret it, but shook his head and said it couldn't be any less.

The mother and daughter murmured for a while, then gritted their teeth: "I don't want the shirt, we want a pair of jeans!"

Jeans are all popular items only found in the coastal areas. It is rare to find them, so just buy two!

With this deal, Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian have found a way.

Thinking back on the skirts he sold for the first time, Lu Huai'an regretted it a little.

When it opened, the business behind it was easy to do.

Anyway, it's a market, and it's not a fixed stall. I don't know anyone here, so they just watch the dishes.

The clothes are neat and well-dressed, the price is higher, and the new styles with good materials are selected for selection.

If you wear ordinary clothes, the price will be lower, which is not so difficult to accept.

The moves I learned from Gong Lan finally came in handy at this moment. They didn't need to open their mouths to negotiate the price. When they made a gesture with their hands, the speed of the transaction was increased.

The owner of the stall next door looked at them like this, and said a little sour: "It's too cheap~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Brother, it's not easy for us to take risks to buy goods, and the price should be higher!"

Not tall enough?

Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian looked at each other and tentatively doubled the price.

In the end, it was not so easy to sell, and some of them couldn't sell.

"Forget it, there will be no market tomorrow, and we won't live here for a long time. If we can't sell it today, we can only carry it back." Lu Huai'an thought for a while, but still followed the original: "Earn less, make less, it's important The thing is to clear the goods."

Once the price is loosened, it is easy to sell again.

The stall owner next door was a little dissatisfied, but didn't say much.

Anyway, after today, when the stalls changed, no one knew anyone, and Lu Huai'an didn't take it to heart.

Their clothes sold very fast, and by noon, they were basically sold out.

There was a really good coat left. It couldn't be sold if it was too expensive. If it was too cheap, it was not worth it. Lu Huai'an simply decided not to sell it.

"Sun Hua, you didn't bring any clothes. You can wear this."

It seems to fit quite well.

Uncle Qian couldn't help but be amused. He smiled at him with a cigarette in his mouth: "I find that every time you get to the last item, you just don't sell it."

"Haha." Lu Huaian packed up the poles and benches and returned them to the stall owner opposite.

Seeing him coming over, the stall owner was very enthusiastic: "Little brother, you're doing a good job! Haha, I've sold a lot, how about you?"

Lu Huai'an smiled: "Thanks to you, it's okay to sell."

"Oh, you're going back, aren't you!" The stall owner quickly took off the things on the rope, and took away the pole in the middle: "That's it! Thank you!"

After saying goodbye to him, the three of them started to head back to the hotel.

Halfway through, Sun Hua suddenly said, "That person has been following us."

who?