The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

Until the two came to Dongshi with the big bag of clothes, Zhao'er had found a place to set up a stall, and Jiang Wudu still couldn't react.

The huge mat was filled with all kinds of clothes, men and women, old and young. Not only that, Zhaoer also borrowed a sidecar of the mule car and used several rough hangers to hold several clothes and hung them on the car wall.

This posture alone has attracted the attention of many people. At this time, Zhaoer called out a loud and crisp voice: "Sell clothes, look good on cheap clothes with good texture. Come and see. Take a look, do n’t miss it when you pass by. You are not one or two, and you are not two or two. All clothes are sixty, one is sixty, and three are only one hundred and fifty. "

Upon hearing this loud and rhythmic hawking, everyone at the fair looked at it.

I saw the stall full of colorful clothes, black, blue, green, red, everything. The clothes are like the man's face. They look good, they can be seen at a glance.

The fabric is shiny, red is so conspicuous, green is so fresh, and blue is so refreshing; others at a glance know that the texture is strong and thick. Then look up to see the clothes hanging on the wall of the car.

Sixty articles?

Sixty articles is enough to pull a few feet of cloth, and you have to work hard.

Suddenly, several middle-aged women rushed to the front.

"Little brother, do you sell sixty clothes for one piece of clothing here?"

Zhao'er smiled and nodded: "These outer shirts are 60-pieces, and the underwear and underwear are 60 sets. As for this pile of winter clothes, they are more expensive. One hundred and fifty-pieces. Look at the texture in this way, and you will never lose money when you buy it back. "

Upon hearing this, a few quick-witted women immediately stooped down to pick up the clothes they had long been interested in.

Some of them opened their eyes, and the color of joy flowed into words. Others show regret, because they are far away and they are not obvious, that is, the material is dazzling, but I know that it is a man who wears it.

But there are many colors at first glance that are women's, most of them are not missed. Besides, how can there be no man at home at this age, it is also necessary to buy it back for the owner.

With one in their hand, they bent over and began to plan through the pile of clothes.

Take a look at it, it is inappropriate, throw it away.

It's not bad to pick up one more piece, and hold it in my hand.

The other two took the fancy one, but unfortunately they didn't start as fast as the other and were caught in the other's hand. The person who didn't catch was staring intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for the other party to choose a more suitable one, so that he could give this one to himself.

The feeling of digging treasure is undoubtedly joyful, because you don't know what else is waiting for you. Full of novelty, joy, anticipation, and even excitement, a sense of involuntary blood vessel expansion that made several women red eyes.

With the actions of these people, more people have gathered around, most of them are women. As soon as they approached, they seemed to have entered Baoshan, and they could no longer open their eyes.

"This is appropriate."

"This dress is just right for the owner!"

"Brother Jiang Wu, you are watching next to me, I greet inside." Zhaoer said.

Jiang Wu nodded and the two separated.

Soon someone selected it, and his face was still full of meaning: "Little brother, can't your clothes be cheaper?"

Zhao'er shook his head and showed a hint of flesh pain: "You know the goods at a glance. You can buy this price at a loss. You must have a sense in your heart. If you don't say more, you can't talk about it. It can't be cheap. This is selling at a loss. , It ’s cheaper and I should cry. "

"Your little brother's words are exaggerated, how can you make you cry?"

A woman next to him interjected: "That is, you are cheaper, our family picks a few."

As she said, she glanced aside, and suddenly a few women who didn't know each other nodded and said, "Yeah, yeah, let's buy so much at once, don't give a few big dollars?"

Zhaoer's face showed a bit of bitterness: "I'm not afraid that your sisters-in-law know that we are not specializing in selling ready-to-wear clothes, but we only collect too much clothes in the pawnshop. If there is really no place to put it, we will take out the money and sell it. Come out and send the room to wash the room to wash out a piece of money. Before it was received, it was another amount of money. Needless to say, our people are expensive. It is really a must.

"No wonder I said that the clothes of this material are so cheap to sell." A woman said that she missed her mouth.

Zhaoer immediately said: "Sister-in-law is a discerning person! You should know that all the clothes that can enter the pawnshop don't have those bargains. Look at the texture of this color. If you say more, I can say that my wife sells melons and knows the goods. No need to say more. "

Nowadays, there is no saying that other people's old clothes can't be worn. Especially for these people in the city and even the villagers, it is decent to wear a piece of clothing that is not patched. Many people have never worn such materials and styles in their entire lives. If they can buy them cheaply, relatives will have good clothes after the holidays.

Thinking about it, someone came forward to give money.

"Your little brother will really say, okay, I need these two."

"Sister-in-law no longer chooses one more item? One for sixty essays, two for one hundred and twenty essays, and three for only one hundred and fifty essays. For thirty essays to buy a good dress, it is not that person. "

"Hey, you little brother! That's right, I will pick again."

In this way, three of you and three of me, most of them picked three to buy. This is how people's minds are. It's as if they've picked up something a little cheap.

Soon, the clothes on the stall were looted, and only a few pieces were left. Some people stood by and asked if there were any.

"Yes, of course, wait."

A large package of clothes was sold for more than one hour, and the rest were all less conspicuous.

Zhaoer didn't continue to sell anymore, but quickly closed the stall and left with Jiang Wu.

"Don't you keep selling the rest?"

"Those I didn't plan to sell here, but they were put in a place to set off one or two, and we will pull the remaining clothes into the village to sell."

Jiang Wu was unclear at first, and soon reflected the meaning of Zhaoer.

Good flowers must be matched with green leaves, and good corners should be supported by everyone. Without green leaves, how to show the bright and beautiful flowers.

"You don't know how to grow your brain."

Zhaoer was also unambiguous, and he smiled heartily: "Dad was born."

The voice hadn't fallen yet, and there was a glimmer of haze between her brows. Jiang Wu didn't dare to say more at once, and started the conversation and asked which village she was going to.

The two went to the villages where they usually collected vegetables.

Because he was still familiar with the villagers, the mule car was not driven into the village.

Generally, small villages like this have wheat farms, which are used to dry grain during the autumn harvest and thresh the grain. Most of them are at the village entrance or village center.

Jiang Wu's mule car stopped at the wheat field in the middle of the village.

The preparations for recruiting children were complete. When the ground arrived, the stall was spread out. Then, a broken gong was pulled out from the carriage and began to knock.

After a while, many villagers gathered.

Come over and have a look, some are familiar.

A familiar villager asked: "What is this again? No more vegetables today?"

"I want to collect vegetables, you have to have something for me to do." Zhaoer said with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, many people laughed.

Not to mention, at this time, every dish cannot be served, and the food is all hidden in the cellar last autumn, or the dried and pickled vegetables. You have to wait for the day to get warm before you have any vegetables to sell.

"Okay, okay, let's be honest, I won't collect vegetables today, I'll sell things. Look, that's all. Don't say I don't take care of the fellows, I deliberately found a way to get back from the county. These thirty One, these twenty articles, as for the eighty articles of winter clothes, I quickly picked them up, and I will go to the next village later. "

"Selling clothes? Brother Lucky, your name is correct, you can sell anything."

Some villagers and Zhao'er joked, she was also unambiguous, and there was a lot of talk and laughter on the wheat field.

And just as the men and the lucky little brother Kan Dashan, the women were selected in the pile of clothes.

The people in these clothes towns don't see it, but it doesn't mean that people in the village don't see it either.

Country folks usually wear clothes made of coarse cloth, but fine cotton cloth is good clothes, not to mention some satin inside, which is a bit old.

But it is also satin clothes, there is no patch.

"Twenty articles are more expensive and cheaper."

"Don't bargain with me. If you lose it, you will lose money. If you buy it, you will never lose money.

"I don't have enough money in the spring, can I replace it with something?" Someone asked.

"Other people can't do it, the fellow will definitely do it. Don't live, as long as the dead, eggs, and food are all ok, at the price you usually take out."

Upon hearing this, some young women suddenly showed a bit of joy, and hurriedly turned around and went home.

It didn't take long, either with food or with egg baskets.

Grain is discounted by type. As for the eggs, the villagers sold them for two liters in the town, but no one ran to the town to sell a few eggs. Some people who bought the eggs bought them for one quint, or three cents. Two, Zhaoer have also received before, the price is clear.

Half an hour later, Zhaoer took two bags of food and eggs and the like and embarked on the road to the next village.

By the time of the sunset, all the clothes were sold out, but Zhao'er and Jiang Wu returned with full load.

There was a mule car parked in the village trail, and Zhaoer was sitting in the carriage and counting the money.

She is illiterate and has never learned to count. She can count up to a hundred, but beyond that, there is no way.

After counting several times and counting, she disheartenedly shoved the small pile of copper coins in front of her and said, "I can't count, I can't count!"

Jiang Wu laughed in front: "I will count it for you later."

"You can't count, don't think I don't know!" Zhaoer said.

Jiang Wu immediately coughed a little embarrassingly.

Immediately she came back to the spirit, piled the scattered money into a pile, and then divided it into 20% by visual inspection.

"Okay, these are for you, and the food and eggs are also divided by half."

"Say 20%, egg food is not worth money?"

"That ’s not money, it ’s my job. I ’ll put the rest of the food and eggs in your house first, and then I ’ll pull them to the town and sell them. By the way, I have to go again In the county. "

"Then I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Row."

As he said, he saw the city walls of Huyang Town from afar.

Zhaoer's eyes lit up: "Let's go to the town again, I will give Ting'er some eggs."

Jiang Wu gripped the hand of the reins tightly and smiled, "Yes, it's still early, and it's not too late to rush back."

So, after a busy afternoon, Xue Tingyan just returned to the number house and received a small basket of eggs.

It was still from the girl's house before.