Reborn King of Marketing

"Don't move!"

Zhang Xuebing raised his hand to block his hand, "This thing is very ferocious, and it bites people without letting it slip!"

According to local folklore, a soft-shelled turtle bites people and won’t let go!

The uncle retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted, and looked at Zhang Xuebing sideways, "Twelve and one pound, I want both of them!"

“No counter-offer!”

"The world is long and busy... Why not take a leisurely walk..." Zhang Xuebing leaned on the tree trunk, hummed a pop song, and ignored this person.

The uncle took out a box of 555, lit one himself, and handed one to Zhang Xuebing, "Come and smoke something stronger!"

In this era, not many people can afford to smoke imported cigarettes!

This kind of person Zhang Xuebing has been seen a lot in later generations. He either doesn’t have money or just wants to take advantage. The more you give in, the more he pushes forward. Don’t let it be tolerated!

Zhang Xuebing grinned, showing his white teeth, "You're welcome if you haven't learned yet!"

The uncle saw that this fishmonger was short of food and water, and wanted to leave, but then he thought about it. He came to see the leader himself. The things he brought were a bit thin. If he added two mountain turtles, it would be extraordinary. Moreover, the leader had a stomach problem.

, this mountain auspicious soft-shelled turtle just replenishes qi, strengthens the spleen and nourishes the stomach, and is especially suitable for symptoms.

Not only did he not leave, but he also became sticky, "Say, little brother, you are selling for nearly twenty-one pounds, who can afford it? How about I give you another one-thirteen pounds?"

Zhang Xuebing suppressed a smile in his heart and deliberately made a sullen face, "Uncle, I am Miss Kuo and run a brothel. I don't do it to make money, just to have fun. I won't sell if I bargain!"

The uncle angrily moved to a curb on the side of the road and started to smoke, but he refused to leave. He was thinking that he would bargain again when the other party stopped opening.

However, things went against expectations. Before Zhang Xuebing finished singing "A Chic Walk", two young women came over from outside.

They are all in their twenties.

A person wearing a white coat should be a doctor.

The other girl is wearing a light green dress, carrying a denim schoolbag on her shoulders, her long ponytail is lively and smart, her round cheeks are accentuated by a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and her slender waist is full of youthfulness.

smell.

It is obvious that this is an exciting young girl.

The two of them stopped leisurely and stood aside to listen to Zhang Xuebing's singing.

To be honest, Zhang Xuebing's singing voice is not beautiful, but has a bit of scorn, but this song made him sing a cynical and unrestrained flavor, and the two women were very immersed in listening to it.

"I don't know how much sorrow the world has brought over the years, why not take a leisurely walk!" After he finished singing the chorus, the faint sadness disappeared with the wind, and time and space seemed to have stopped. After a long while, the female doctor suddenly asked, "What is this?

Song, why haven’t you heard it?”

Zhang Xuebing remembers that this song was sung by Ye Qianwen. It probably happened in the past year or two. It was popular in the streets and alleys at that time. Could it be that Lishan County was closed and the song hasn't spread yet?

Since he didn't show up, he couldn't talk nonsense. He thought for a while and said, "Walking in style, I heard a friend sing it, so I remembered it!"

"Can you remember all the lyrics and music?" The girl in green's eyes behind her glasses shone with shyness and excitement.

I listened to this song hundreds of times in my previous life, so Zhang Xuebing can certainly remember it, "I don't know the musical notation, but I can remember the tune and lyrics!"

"Great, can you write it down for me?" The girl panicked and took off her denim schoolbag from her back, took out a pen and paper, and looked at Zhang Xuebing, who was a head taller than her, with awe.

Well, when you are idle, you are idle, just take it as a pleasure to help others. Zhang Xuebing hummed a tune and lowered his head to write the lyrics in a notebook.

The girl came closer, tilted her head and listened intently to the tune hummed by Zhang Xuebing, frowning slightly and pursed her lips tightly, as if she was fascinated, which showed how much she liked this song.

Halfway through listening, she suddenly took out another notebook and started writing and drawing in it.

The elegant and timeless fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. Zhang Xuebing tilted his head subconsciously and saw that she was actually drawing a staff. This girl must have majored in music, otherwise most people would really not be able to understand these tadpoles.

Taking the small book with lyrics written on it, the girl in green put it into her bag as if it were a treasure, her cheeks as white as mutton-fat jade turned red with excitement.

"Thank you. You have such a good memory. You only remembered it after listening to it once. It shows that you have musical talent!"

In a few days, this song will be all over the streets. I have listened to it hundreds of times. Can I still have musical talent with this broken voice? Zhang Xuebing blushed and did not deny it. After all, everyone likes to hear compliments.

The girl's mouth curled up, showing her white teeth and smiling sweetly, "How can I thank you?"

"It's a joke, you're welcome!" Facing such a pure and innocent girl, Zhang Xuebing had no philistine thoughts and waved his hand grandly.

Suddenly she saw the turtle hanging on the handlebar of Zhang Xuebing's car, "Ah, do you sell fish? I'll buy you one!"

The female doctor next to me also said, "The soft-shelled turtle is a great supplement, so I can make some soup for my uncle. Hey, how much does your fish cost per pound?"

Before Zhang Xuebing could say anything, the uncle who had been squatting next to him for a long time snorted, "This fish is worth a lot of money, it's twenty-one pounds!"

The two women were stunned when they heard the price, and both looked at Zhang Xuebing.

Zhang Xuebing glanced at the man and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. How can there be twenty? Nineteen yuan and eighty pounds!"

The female doctor thought that Zhang Xuebing was deliberately raising the price in exchange for favors. Her face suddenly turned ugly, and she pulled the girl in green and said.

"The price of soft-shell turtles in the market is only a few yuan per catty, but the price has increased tenfold. Xiao Min, we won't buy it!"

But the girl in green took out a fifty-dollar bill from her pocket, looked at Zhang Xuebing indifferently, and said timidly, "Then, I want a small one!"

"I'm not selling it at a high price on purpose. This is a rare mountain turtle that has very good effects on many diseases. If you don't really need it, there's no need to buy it. After all, it's just a song, so there's no need to thank me specifically!

"

This can be regarded as an opening, but Zhang Xuebing explained it while saying the name and collecting money, so as to avoid misunderstandings!

"Oh, my dad is in the hospital, so I just happened to give him a supplement. I don't mean to thank you specifically, don't get me wrong!"

"Hey, forget it, just buy it!" The female doctor reached out and took the small turtle, turned to Xiao Min and said, "I went back to the dormitory to make soup and sent it to my uncle. You go first

Stay with him for a while!"

"Sister Jing, I really need to trouble you this time!" Xiao Min turned to Zhang Xuebing and smiled sweetly before leaving, "Thank you for your song!"

The female doctor waited until her back disappeared at the end of the road, then turned around and went back to the dormitory. She turned around and gave Zhang Xuebing a blank look, muttering a few words in a low voice.

The Qing Dynasty will be Qing Dynasty. There is no need for Zhang Xuebing to care about other people's opinions. He still leans on the tree trunk and hums and walks around calmly. He is happy and in a good mood!

"How about fifteen pounds?"

The uncle pointed at the remaining big turtle and said, "Young man, the one you have left can be sold to me cheaply. It would be great if you take the money and go home early, so you don't have to bask in the sun here!"

Zhang Xuebing chuckled, "I'm deficient in calcium, so I need to get more sun to replenish my calcium!"

The uncle was so angry that he rolled his eyes, "Humph, don't think that selling one is a good sign. I see, you are back on your feet. It will be difficult to open your business again today!"

"If you can't sell it, just take it home and make soup. It can replenish calcium, kidneys, and collagen!" Zhang Xuebing was so angry that he couldn't bear the consequences.

"You, you..." The uncle was speechless.

Just as the two were bickering, the female doctor just now hurried over from the dormitory area, followed by five or six people.

Zhang Xuebing was startled, looking at this posture, was he going to fight?