The Divine Healer is a Black Lotus

Hua Jiujiu didn't know this, and had a good night's sleep.

Originally, I thought that I would have trouble sleeping alone in a strange place, but I didn't expect it to be extraordinarily stable, and there was always a comforting feeling of being guarded.

When Huajiu came out, An Qingyan went to the back kitchen to make some breakfast before she got up.

Fortunately, there is still food in the kitchen, otherwise she would have to go out to buy groceries.

After finishing the wine and breakfast, An Qingyan still didn't get up, so she left the breakfast in the pot to warm.

Worried that An Qingyan would not know that there was breakfast in the pot when she woke up, she left a note for her, and then she put on the basket and left with a packed breakfast.

It was only when she took the breakfast in her hand that she remembered that she didn't know which inn Lou Sijin lived in.

How about going to every inn to squat?

Forget it, she'd better go sell her head flowers first, she was delayed for a day yesterday, and she has to go back today.

As for breakfast, it's just a matter of fate.

Hua Jiujiu went out with a basket on her back, and found a place she had thought of long ago.

This location is located at the junction of Rich Street and Poor Street. There are basically no people setting up stalls here on weekdays, because it is too difficult to locate, so there is no need to worry about not having a good location when Huajiujiu comes here.

At this time, it is also the busiest time, so there is no longer any delay in Huajiujiu.

Set aside the table borrowed from Jinhua Pavilion, took out a few nice-looking cloths, and decorated the booth a bit, making it look extraordinarily good-looking, the kind that one would be attracted to at a glance.

After finishing it, he carefully took out a small bronze mirror still borrowed from Jinhua Pavilion, and fixed it on the shelf.

After that, the head flowers were taken out and placed neatly.

She didn't take out all the head flowers, but planned to take them in batches, otherwise they would look a bit cheap if they were put together in a pile, and they would be a bit tricky.

As soon as the head flowers were placed, someone stopped, but they didn't go forward, obviously worried that the head flowers were too expensive or too cheap, which would exceed or lower their standards.

However, everyone has a love of beauty.

After Hua Jiujiu put on a few head flowers for herself to promote, those women could no longer hold back.

"Little girl, how do you sell this flower?" The first customer was dressed in ordinary clothes, so he asked a little cautiously.

"This kind of cotton cloth is worth two yuan, three for five yuan, and this kind of silk is for six yuan and two for ten yuan. As the first customer today, Miss, whether you buy it or not, you can give one as a gift." A silk head flower." Hua Jiujiu said with a smile on his face.

"Ah, if you don't buy it, you can get it as a gift?" the woman cried in surprise.

"Yes." Hua Jiujiu picked a satin head flower among the many head flowers, and put it in front of the guest to make gestures.

"Miss's skin is already fair, and today she is wearing clothes that match her skin tone. If she wears this head flower, she will definitely look even more radiant. Walking in the crowd, I will be attracted by you at a glance."

Huajiujiu has opened up its ability to be a salesperson in China.

The woman's face turned red when she was praised, and while covering her face, she lowered her head slightly and said shyly, "How can a little girl say such an exaggeration."

"I'm not exaggerating, you can see for yourself if you don't believe me." Hua Jiujiu pointed to the bronze mirror.

The woman was immediately shocked by her "peerless appearance".

It's really beautiful.