Chapter 484: Returns

Guan Haipeng took out five yuan, picked out a piece of clothing for his mother and grandmother, spent five yuan, took the piece of fabric, and was not polite, and directly asked Leng Qingzhu to put it together.

The brother who contributed the handkerchief stood up weakly and called Brother Guan, but he saw it coldly.

Leng Qingzhu took out a handkerchief and handed it to him: "This piece is compensated for you!" ”

The young man seemed a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said, "Then I will also buy something for my family, I have never bought anything for my parents, and I have spent their money!" ”

That being said, I found out that I was not shy in my pocket, and I scraped together a dollar and could only buy a pile of socks.

A few people left after shopping, and the others had already gathered around, each picking something.

Leng Qingzhu took out the photos from Fu Yingshao's car and hung them one by one.

Ready-made commercials, seeing that people in big cities like Bicheng Huacheng are indeed wearing such clothes, the crowd of onlookers is even more determined.

Wu Xueyan learned her lesson and stood behind the stall to help.

Hand over something to settle the account, without that caution, the whole person relaxes, but he doesn't get into trouble.

The people who came to collect taxes saw the business license and asked if they were from Qixia Town, Song Jiayu handed over the cigarette rolls, and talked to the two people for a long time, but the other party just symbolically collected a little tax and left.

The people from the supply and marketing cooperatives came out to see the excitement, and they also recognized Leng Qingzhu and Fu Yingshao, and greeted each other, and several eldest sisters jokingly said: "I helped you talk last time, but I didn't expect to sing against us now!" ”

"It's just a subsistence job, how dare I sing against you!" Leng Qingzhu said with a smile.

I still remembered the last time these people helped me testify, and one of them stuffed a handkerchief over.

Several people repeatedly refused, but they didn't resist her, so they could only put away the things and buy some other things to compensate.

"In the future, you will be friends, if there is anything, just tell your sisters, with our sisters here, I guarantee that no one dares to trouble you!"

The waiter of the supply and marketing cooperatives is not a powerful person, but he is familiar with him.

has lived two lives, and Leng Qingzhu knows the importance of connections.

The county seat is much bigger than the town, and there are many more people coming and going than yesterday.

Seeing that the goods were selling faster and faster, Leng Qingzhu got into the car and took out bundles of clothes from the space and put them on the car.

Stretched out his hand and gave Wangcai a brain meltdown, the little guy didn't eat this thing anymore, what he was like when he threw it in, and what he is still like now.

"I'll go back and buy you two frozen pears and frozen persimmons to eat!"

The origin of the ancient divine beast is not in the Northeast, I don't know what a frozen pear and frozen persimmon are, I lazily watched Leng Qingzhu disappear in the space, and said in my heart, if I lost my words, I would look good with her!

Leng Qingzhu didn't dare to take out too much, for fear of arousing suspicion.

Just after twelve o'clock at noon, the clothes were all sold, and the fake collar was still the most popular, cushioned in a sweater, in a cotton jacket, you can wear it beautifully.

The cumbersome style, which is more expensive than the simplest, is still sold out.

There were only a few pieces of fabric left on the bed, pitifully lying there.

Leng Qingzhu snapped his fingers and began to close the stall.

took out a piece of six cents and handed it to Wu Xueyan's hand, Wu Xueyan said that she would not ask for anything, Leng Qingzhu put the money into her pocket strongly: "Don't tear it with me, it's your pot if I hurt me when I turn around!" ”

Wu Xueyan suddenly didn't dare to make a move.

In the crowd, Guan Haipeng walked over and threw the things in his hand on the stall: "Retreat!" ”