Zhu Pingchuan led Zhu Ping'an out of the medicine hall, and then looked back at the medicine hall, still feeling incredible, as if in a dream.

When the two returned to Zhu's father's stall and mentioned it to Zhu's father, Zhu's father was also shocked, until he saw 120 yuan lying in the back basket and the two silver naked sons in the pocket of the youngest son, and he believed this ridiculous thing.

Zhu's father counted the copper coins and confirmed that 120 Wen was correct, so he hurriedly wrapped it in a rag and put it in the basket, and covered it with a bamboo strip to finish.

"The silver nude in your pocket is about to be filled." Father Zhu told him over and over again that in the eyes of the croppers, the two silver naked sons could be regarded as a lot of money.

"Uh-huh." Zhu Ping'an also nodded over and over again.

Looking at his youngest son, Father Zhu really didn't know what to say, this little son was so lucky, the wildflowers picked by mistake could really be sold for money.

Zhu Ping'an looked at his father's stall, as if he only sold about four or five things, and the others were not sold and returned.

After a while, I realized why my father couldn't sell anything.

Father Zhu's selling things is really based on fate, he doesn't bring any selling, and he doesn't take the initiative to solicit customers, he is all waiting for others to come over.

In the past, before Zhu Ping'an came, he also went out to set up a stall at night to sell socks and gloves for living expenses.

"The mountain delicacies are delicious and inexpensive, and the fresh and beautiful delicacies of the mountains and delicacies, don't miss them when you pass by"

The children's voice is good, and it is a pleasing bear child paper, which is still quite attractive.

Zhu's father and eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan were both slightly cramped, and both of them were a little embarrassed.

Zhu's father asked Zhu Ping'an how he could sell it.

Zhu Ping'an naturally replied that he had learned to shout when he heard someone shouting like this on the way to the medicine hall just now.

Children are at the age when they like to pick up people's teeth, and Zhu's father is also relieved.

"Bamboo weaving, it's beautiful and easy to use, you won't suffer a loss if you buy it, and you won't be fooled when you use it." Zhu Ping'an looked at the people coming around, as if he saw countless pieces of silver rushing in, and the shouting was even more vigorous.

People gradually gathered around, and at this time, Zhu's father naturally came over to greet him.

Of course, there are also people who tease Zhu Ping'an.

"Child, how good is your bamboo weaving?"

"Can your mountain delicacies and game refine the elixir?"

"What if I buy it back and fall for it?"

For these ridicules, Zhu Ping'an naturally gave full play to the advantages of children, and replied with childish words.

"Very good, very good."

"Salted eggs are pickled, not refined, and I don't know if I can alas, I haven't seen my mother's salted duck eggs."

"If you are fooled, you can go to my house, my house is in the west of Xiahe Village, and my father's name is Zhu Shouyi."

It seems that the child has no scheming to reveal the information at home, and people think stupid children's paper, but at the same time, people are also relieved a lot, I know your family, if the things are not good, I can go to you, so there are more people willing to buy things.

Most people are buying some bamboo weaving that they need at home, and some also buy a few small bamboo weaving back to coax children, but no one cares about the wild game, because most of them are poor people, wild vegetables, bamboo shoots, and they have eaten enough at home, besides, if they want to eat, they will also go to the mountains to pick, so no one cares about the wild food.

Zhu's father was too busy collecting money on the side, and Zhu Pingchuan also helped people use straw ropes to string together bamboo weaving for easy carrying.

Zhu Ping'an looked at it for a while, and also knew the general price, and he was busy helping to collect money and deliver things to people on the side.

Because, it's all money.

It didn't take long for the bamboo weaving to run out, which is also a blessing that people like to follow the trend. If it was put on hold, even if it was shouted, it would not be possible to sell so quickly.

The onlookers almost left, and there was only a bamboo basket and a broom left on the stall, and of course, the mountain delicacies and game were still not sold.

In the case of rabbit skins, Zhu's father was about to send them to the grocery store when he was leaving, and Zhu's father was also an old customer of the grocery store, although he didn't send much each time, but he also went to the grocery store every once in a while.

When I was worried about how to sell the delicacies of the mountains, someone came to ask the price.

The person who came was the housekeeper of a large family in the town, and the old lady in the family was about to celebrate her sixtieth birthday, and the eldest lady bought a birthday banquet, and wanted to clean up some dishes that the family had not eaten much, so she handed over the procurement work to the housekeeper.

The butler was walking around the market twice and couldn't find it, and was worrying when he suddenly heard a crisp child's voice.

"The mountain delicacies are delicious and inexpensive, and the fresh and beautiful delicacies of the mountains and delicacies, don't miss them when you pass by"

The housekeeper wanted to buy it, but there were too many people who bought bamboo weaving, and he waited for people to leave before squeezing in.

"This brother, how do you sell this mountain delicacies?" The butler stepped forward and asked.

Zhu's father had never sold these fungus, bamboo shoots or anything before, they were all picked for his own food, and this time he picked more, and the family was having a tight time, so his grandmother asked him to bring it to try.

Zhu's father didn't know what the price was for a while, but said, "It's all picked at home, if you can see it, just look at it and give some." ”

dizzy

Is this how business does it?!

Zhu Ping'an is about to kneel for his father, let people look at it, isn't this the rhythm of losing Xiang.

"Well, that's it, I don't think it's easy for you, and I just need it, these mountain mushrooms and bamboo shoots are counted together, I'll give you forty Wen, and I also paid for the bamboo basket to hold these mountain delicacies." The housekeeper cleared his throat, and then said to Father Zhu with a smile.

Father Zhu felt that the price was very acceptable, and his face moved.

Zhu Ping'an felt that this housekeeper was cunning, and it was obvious that he was surprised by these mountain delicacies, but he only gave forty wen, and if it was sold to a restaurant, the price could at least double.

Zhu Ping'an was afraid that Zhu's father nodded and agreed, so he interjected on the side, completely a child's paper thinking of that, there was not much logic, "My father led me and my brother to spend a day up the mountain to pick so much, do you know the mountain, there are bamboo shoots buried in the ground, this fungus is on a very high tree, very tired." ”

"That's it, I'll add ten more cents." The housekeeper felt that this chubby child's paper was a little difficult, glanced sideways at Zhu's father, thought about it for a while, and then said, "There are not many people who buy these things in the town, and I came here to buy them because the host's family wants to hold a birthday banquet." I'll give you fifty wen for the delicacies and game, and I'll give ten wen for the bamboo basket and the broom, for a total of sixty wen, and no more. ”

Zhu's father felt so incredible, his youngest son said a word, and the housekeeper added ten wen, and also bought the rest of the bamboo weaving.

Yes, it's so good, this is Zhu's father's voice.

"Okay, okay." Father Zhu nodded again and again.

Although it was less than expected, Zhu's father nodded, and Zhu Ping'an was silent