The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

172 Bargaining

Hearing this, Zhao Dong was stunned: "Why are you asking this? You want to sell jewelry?"

Zhao Zhitong snorted, and said confidently: "Mother doesn't even have jewelry on her head, and my father won't buy it for her. When Tongtong grows up, I want to buy a hairpin for my mother to wear."

Zhao Dong couldn't help laughing: "Did you take the money? Those gold and silver jewelry are very expensive."

Zhao Zhitong raised his head proudly in an instant: "Of course I take it, I'm rich!"

Zhao Dong smiled: "Okay, let's go, let's go buy a hairpin for your mother~"

As he spoke, he quickened up a few steps, and in an instant Zhao Zhitong in the car giggled, and Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu also ran after him.

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West Market.

Daji in the county town, at this time, there are stalls everywhere on the street. There are all kinds of stalls, including those selling steamed buns, straw hats and coir raincoats, and shoes and clothes. The variety is very rich.

Naturally, there are also stalls selling rouge, gouache, hairpin and ring jewelry.

Pushing the cart, Zhao Dong told Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu that they must take care of their two younger sisters.

"Uncle, don't worry, we must take good care of our two sisters."

Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu ensured that they each held a little sister's little hand and shuttled through the crowd.

Zhao Zhitong was so excited that he ran to take a look at a booth when he saw it. At this time, he saw a rouge and gouache booth, so he dragged Zhao Cheng and trotted over.

The stall owner was not overly enthusiastic when he saw that there were a few little dolls, but politely said: "Come and see, the best rouge and gouache."

Zhao Zhitong blinked, and said in a milky voice, "We don't buy rouge and gouache."

The stall owner: "If you don't buy it, don't stand here if you don't buy it. Take a look, it's all my business."

Zhao Zhitong felt that the stall owner's words were very unpleasant, but he still said: "I don't buy rouge, but I buy hairpins. Boss, do you have hairpins for sale here?"

After speaking, he tiptoed and looked up.

Seeing that he was struggling, Zhao Cheng hugged her up.

Now Zhao Zhitong finally saw the things on it clearly. On the left was a row of rouge and gouache, and on the right were jewelry such as hairpins, earrings, bracelets and jade pendants neatly placed.

At this time Zhao Dong also came over, because he had to push the cart, so he could only stand and watch them from afar.

The vendor said: "Here, these are all high-quality jewelry."

Zhao Zhitong glanced at the vendor, then his eyes fell on the various styles of jewelry, his eyes were round and round: "Brother, sister Yaya, which one do you think looks better!"

Zhao Yu and Zhao Ya began to choose seriously.

Zhao Yu first took a hairpin with a flow rate, and asked, "What about this, does it look good?"

Zhao Zhitong shook his head: "This pendant is too long, mother probably won't like it."

Zhao Ya thought for a while, then took a silver hairpin without a pendant, and asked, "Sister, what about this one?"

Zhao Zhitong picked it up and looked at it.

At this time, the stall owner saw that no adults had come over (actually Zhao Dongyi was behind them.) and asked with a smile: "Xiaowa, who are you going to buy hairpins for? Do you have money?"

Zhao Zhitong nodded and said with great encouragement: "We're going to buy a hairpin as a gift for my mother, don't worry about the money, of course I have it!"

After finishing speaking, he asked, "How much is this?"

The stall owner smiled nonchalantly and said, "This one, twenty taels of silver! Well, seeing how many kids you are, I'll give it to you honestly. The price is fifteen taels a piece. This is pure silver!"

At this time, Grandpa Bai in the space opened his mouth: "Tongtong, he lied to you. This is not made of pure silver, it is at most a piece of iron, and it is only worth 30 Wen."

Zhao Zhitong said in surprise: "Wow, thirty Wen, he asked me for twenty taels, he is so treacherous, Tui, a profiteer!"

Grandpa Bai was amused by Zhao Zhitong, and laughed haha: "The stalls in this market are all like this, and you have to bargain to buy them. If you encounter someone who doesn't understand, if you cheat, he will You can make a lot of money."

Zhao Zhitong pouted, and hummed to the vendor, "Don't lie to me, this is not silver, hmph."

After finishing speaking, he put it down: "Brother, let's go and have a look elsewhere."

The peddler couldn't help but looked at these little babies in surprise, he didn't expect that the little ones understood quite well.

So he hurriedly said: "Hey, how do you talk about this doll? I am in business and I am the most honest. How could I lie to you? If you don't want this, let's take a look at this. The best Hetian jade hairpin, as long as Ten taels of silver!"

After the peddler opened the brocade box, Zhao Zhitong's eyes lit up, not because it was really good jade, after all, she didn't understand either.

It's just that the hairpin is very beautifully carved, it's a plum blossom.

Zhao Zhitong immediately picked it up, looked at it carefully, and then asked Zhao Cheng and the others: "Does it look good?"

They all nodded.

"Looks good, Auntie will definitely look good with it."

Zhao Zhitong said with a smile, "I think so too."

The peddler hurriedly smiled and bragged about the hairpin, and finally said: "I will buy you ten taels of silver for this hairpin, but it's not much at all. It's a sincere price."

Of course, Zhao Zhitong didn't believe this profiteer. He dared to say twenty taels for the thirty-cent hairpin just now, and then she went to ask Grandpa Bai, "Grandpa Bai, how much should I pay for this hairpin?"

Grandpa Bai stroked his beard and said: "This hairpin is indeed jade, but it's not Hetian jade, it's not worth ten taels of silver, at most it's worth about three taels of silver."

"Oh, then I understand." Zhao Zhitong said he understood.

Then he blinked and said to the vendor, "One tael of silver, I'll take it."

The merchant seemed to be choking, his face was red with anger, and he said in disbelief: "My hairpin, which is worth ten taels of silver, you actually want to buy it for just one tael of silver, you are kidding me, go, go, go Go play elsewhere."

As he spoke, he reached out and snatched the hairpin back, and put it in the box.

He was also confused. How much money could there be with these little dolls? He had been talking to them for so long.

At this time, Zhao Dong, who had been listening all the time, said, "Tongtong, what's the matter? If it's not pretty, I think there's a jewelry store in front of it. Let's go and have a look."

Although Zhao Zhitong liked that hairpin very much, he didn't show nostalgia, and immediately smiled and said, "Okay~, let's go to other stalls to have a look."

Only now did the vendor realize that the man pushing the cart that had been parked was actually the family of these children.

Although Zhao Dong's family didn't wear expensive clothes, they were neat and clean, and they looked like new clothes, so they didn't look like poor people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have wasted time greeting these little babies just now.

So, he laughed immediately: "Hey, it turns out that the adults in the family are here and there, and they are doing business. They just want to make friends. What is the price? It's just a tael of silver, which is too little."

Zhao Zhitong pouted and put his small wrist around his chest: "Then I'll give you another tael, two taels of silver, if you don't sell it, I won't take it. It's not very pretty anyway."

Vendor: "Hey, you little girl, you are really eloquent. But, two taels is really too little, I really can't give it, why don't you add more?"