Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Okay, this guy fell into Qian'er's eyes. Xiaoxiao didn't realize that she was the cause of Ning Erlang's change, so she just followed it with a few perfunctory sounds.

After two days of chatting, the noodle stall owner had become acquainted with them. They gave him a small jar of sour bamboo shoots, and the boss gave him a large bowl of extra noodles. The relationship between them also warmed up. Today, Xiaoxiao chatted with him about the county. Rules for setting up stalls.

The busiest part of the market was the area where the government allowed business, but there was one thing. The stall owners had to go to the Yamen to report, and then pay the stall fee of 50 yuan every month. Ning Erlang was stunned when he heard this: "Then expensive?"

Xiaoxiao kicked him: "Can the layout be enlarged? We don't make any money by setting up a stall every day. The stall fee is fifty cents a month. If you spread it out every day, it will be less than two cents!"

She leaned close to Ning Erlang's ear and whispered: "Do the math, we earned several hundred cash in two days. Isn't a mere fifty cash nothing in comparison? If we make money like this every day, it will be very difficult." Aren’t we going to save enough money to borrow the land soon? When the time comes, we will return the money to the village chief, and all the harvest from the field will belong to our own family, and then we will continue to make money..."

Ningjiro didn't want to be led by his sister anymore, but he roughly followed his sister's ideas and made a calculation, and his eyes uncontrollably shone with the hope of getting rich!

Xiaoxiao, who had successfully deceived him, continued to chat with the noodle stall owner. Ning Dalang was not as easy to fall into traps as his younger brother. He knew very well that the unexpected gains these days were just because he caught up with the good times, and the usual business was not that good. , and the sour bamboo shoots are only sold as a novelty. Didn’t you see that there were a lot fewer people asking today?

But he did not remind his brother that he would not hinder his sister. He only patiently tidied up the doily that had been pulled askew by his sister.

One morning passed, and there were still very few people coming to buy sour bamboo shoots. Ning Erlang was confident and brought all the stock at home, but so far he had only sold half a jar. He couldn't figure it out. He saw the familiar woman from a distance. , he immediately stood up and waved vigorously.

"Aunt Wang, here it is, here it is!"

Xiaoxiao held up her chin and watched him yell. It was a good thing that her brother had become bolder, but his eyesight was still not enough. The woman was so close to them. If she wanted to buy something, she would have come long ago. Why wait for him to greet her so hard? ?

Sure enough, Mrs. Wang, who had not seen her for a day, spoke in a much colder tone: "It's you. I won't buy bamboo shoots today. My young master got tired of talking about it yesterday."

So fast? Ning Erlang's joyful and excited expression suddenly faded. Xiaoxiao felt a little pitiful when he saw it, so he took over the conversation and asked: "If we can always have fresh food here, would Auntie want to buy it back and try it again?"

Mrs. Wang doubted: "You?"

Xiaoxiao nodded: "Yes, the things we sell are not expensive anyway, and it won't hurt to try them. For example, the river prawns we got today are big and full of meat, and they are still fresh. Look, they are still alive and kicking now. Say no. Maybe your young master likes it and eats a few more bites when he is happy?"

There are many fish sellers, but river shrimp sellers are really rare. And indeed, as the little girl said, they are very energetic. The key is that each one is very big and looks different from others. She fiddled with it twice and asked :"How much?"

Xiaoxiao looked calm: "Thirty cents per catty."

Ningjiro once again showed shock that he had never seen in the world. He was only twenty-five cents thick. Does his sister really dare to say that? She is not afraid of scaring away the guests?

Sure enough, Mrs. Wang frowned and stood up: "I don't think other people are as open-minded as you."

Xiaoxiao didn't panic, opened her eyes and told lies: "But other people's shrimps are not as big as ours. Ours are carefully selected fine shrimps that only the nobles can enjoy. We have worked hard for a long time to pick and choose. It takes ten kilograms to get such a portion, don’t you really want it?”

Her eyes were sincere: "If you don't want it, I'll give it to someone else, but let's say it first. If Auntie, you go shopping and come back, we've already sold it. You don't want to be angry with us. After all, we don't want such good shrimps." Dare to stay longer.”