Chapter 6: The Red Embroidered Shoes of the Female Ghost
According to the uncle's instructions, Su Nian put away some of the things on the stall, hoping to try to learn some skills.
As a result, the uncle hit mercilessly: "Don't bother, looking at your age, do you think others will believe that what you sell is an old object?"
Su Nian said helplessly: "But I really have old objects on my stall." ”
The uncle was happy: "Okay, just keep this mentality! Let me tell you, the most important thing in setting up a stall is this mentality, and when you yourself feel that your stall is full of priceless treasures, you will no longer be stunned when you fool people." ”
Seeing the uncle's look of disbelieving, Su Nian just smiled and didn't speak.
From near noon to more than three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Nian also saw that his image was indeed not suitable for the thrift market.
It's too young, and it's like it's not a world in this place, and not many people can stop and look at it.
Uncle has already sold seven or eight things, and Su Nian estimated that he would earn two or three hundred today, and he smiled so hard that his yellow teeth were bared.
Looking at Su Nian's side again, there is a total of one less thing on the stall, or an old lady who sees Su Nian setting up a stall on a hot day is very pitiful and takes care of it, and the bargaining is saved, and Su Nian is not embarrassed to ask for more.
The uncle counted the money and looked at the time: "I'll go have a meal first, I guess you should also go, right?" Before leaving, help me look at the stall for a while, and come back in half an hour." ”
Su Nian joked: "You're not afraid that I'll run away with something?"
The uncle said disdainfully: "Just you? The things on this stall are golden eggs in my hand, and I can't sell them in your hands, so do you have a fart to run away?"
Watching the uncle walk away, Su Nian shook his head, it seemed that he still took it for granted.
The era of national stalls is true, but the stall culture is close to being broken, and this traditional stall and the stall that young people want to set up now have become completely different things.
Young people are reluctant to learn from the old-timers, and the older ones are not willing to cheer for young people.
Su Nian feels that if you want to develop a stall culture, the most important thing is to reverse this kind of thinking.
Just like the uncle said, when they see handsome guys and beauties setting up stalls, the first thing they think of is superficiality. But who doesn't stipulate that stall owners can't be good-looking? Having a good look is the original sin?
However, this kind of thing is not something that Su Nian can worry about now, the most important thing for him now is to make money to buy a car, and it is best to change houses.
The attributes of the stall have begun to play a role in him, not to mention the system goods, even if they are casually pulled over today, they must be stored if they can't be sold.
Su Nian needed to rent a house of at least two rooms and free up one to use as his own storage warehouse.
When he was thinking about it like this, there were people at the uncle's stall again, and they were two young people, a man and a woman, dressed very beautifully, and they were out of place in the thrift market like Su Nian.
"Brother, is this your stall?" the man may have seen that no one at the stall was more curious.
Su Nian shook his head: "The stall owner went to eat, and I helped watch it." ”
After asking and answering, the two of them were embarrassed to leave directly, the man squatted down, looked at the things on the uncle's stall, and then looked at Su Nian, and asked, "How are these sold?"
But before Su Nian could speak, he hurriedly said: "Don't open your mouth to be some old goods of the Republic of China, handmade genuine products or something, I've been turning around for a long time, and when I hear this, my brain hurts." ”
The woman next to him smiled "poof", but it was also a deeply approving expression.
Su Nian also smiled: "Everyone is a young person, I won't fool you, to be honest, I haven't opened it today, if you really want to get some gadgets, pick two, and I'll give you the cost price." ”
Of course, what is the cost price of this cost, Su Nian still has the final say.
The man was obviously not fooled, but he didn't turn around and leave, but looked at a longevity lock on Su Nian's stall and asked, "How much does this thing cost?"
The woman next to her suddenly blushed: "Why do you want this?"
The man smiled and asked Su Nian, "How much?"
This longevity lock is not a rag, although it is not silver, it is also made of aluminum alloy, and the workmanship is not bad, Su Nian spent ten yuan to enter, so he stretched out three fingers: "Thirty." ”
The man shook his head: "Twenty!"
"Deal!"
The man was stunned, looked at Su Nian's smile, and said helplessly: "It seems that I was still deceived by you, to be honest, what is the cost price?"
Su Nian shook his head incomprehensibly: "Trade secrets!"
But the man didn't say no, swiped twenty yuan, stood up and was about to leave. But before leaving, his eyes still turned around the stall, and he couldn't move a step.
Squatting down again, the man reached out and pointed to the wooden box where Su Nian put the red embroidered shoes and asked, "Brother, there are good things here, right?"
"How do you know it's a good thing?"
The man smiled: "The things on your stall will only cost a few hundred yuan if they die, and this box alone can top half the price." If it's not a good thing, you need to be packaged like this? Of course, if you sell boxes, it's not interesting. ”
Su Nian didn't deny it, nodded and said, "It's a real guy here, but it may not be suitable for you to buy." ”
The red embroidered shoes of the female ghost are used to break the spell of blind dates, and the two in front of her are obviously a pair. Although it is said that it is sold to anyone, Su Nian inevitably feels a little pity.
The man was also interested, and said, "Buy it or not, see if it's okay?" Since you said it's a real guy, I want to see it. There happened to be a few other people with us, and if it was true, I called them over. ”
"Okay!" Su Nian suddenly came to his senses: "If the boss wants to see it, then I'll open it." The things in this, to be honest, I can't tell you how many years you have, but at least it has to be the Republic of China, and the price is not cheap. ”
"Come, come, open our eyes. The man rubbed his hands, and at first glance he knew that he was the kind of person who liked to look around.
At this time, whether it was the surrounding stall owners or passers-by, they had already noticed the conversation in Su Nian's stall, and they all came over, curious about what the so-called real thing was.
Su Nian's appetite was almost hanging, he reached out and pressed it on the box, looked up and said, "It's open?"
"Open!"
Flipping his hand to open the wooden box, there was a sudden exclamation around him.
The red embroidered shoes of the female ghost are super good-looking, at least not something that can appear on this kind of stall, and it can be seen at a glance that it is a good thing of pure handicraft, which is very amazing at first glance.
Su Nian secretly glanced at the two young people in front of him, and found that they were also attracted by this pair of beautiful red embroidered shoes.
"How's it going, bosses, are you the real guy?"
The man immediately took out his mobile phone and said, "You wait, I'll call my friend over, I'm not familiar with this kind of thing!"
Seeing him start to call people, the old fritters who were watching next to him suddenly became energetic, and someone said: "First come, first served! Little brother, will you sell it for four hundred?"
Su Nian just smiled, he could see that these two young people were the masters of the money, so he was not in a hurry to relax. And you want to buy such a treasure for 400 yuan?
Seeing that he didn't speak, someone raised the price again: "Eight hundred! Eight hundred is not for sale?"
"Eight hundred, I want to get this, I want to be beautiful, right? I'll give one thousand five!" As soon as these words came out, the people around were shocked.
It's been many years, and there has been no real thing in the thrift market, and it's one thousand and a half, which really makes them feel that it's not a loss to come today.
But Su Nian still didn't speak, no one dared to quote easily, even if the price rose all the way to three thousand yuan, and there were more people squeezing forward from behind, wanting to see what a real treasure was like.
It didn't take long for the two young people's friends to come over, two men and one woman, both beautifully dressed, especially the woman later, who was beautiful, with a cold style, and a pair of eyes like two knives hanging on the wall.
"Is this the real guy you're talking about?" a man wearing a Demon Slayer Blade cultural shirt crouched down and asked, "That seems interesting!"
"Let's see if it's true?" said the man who came first.
Su Nian looked at them and asked, "Boss, I've seen it, do you want it?"
"Of course!" Demon Slayer spoke first, and the man's eyes lit up as he longed to pick up the box.
As a result, Su Nian said: "I'm sorry, I only sell single women." ”
"What?" the three men were dumbfounded, they had never heard of such a rule. The ghost slayer stopped doing it: "Brother, what kind of selling method are you? Do you do business? Do you want to give money?"
Su Nian still shook his head: "This thing is a bit exquisite, and I can't say what it is, and the trouble comes from the mouth." However, it only sells single women, and it will never let go. ”
Demon Slayer and his companion glanced at each other, and immediately understood that this was not a thing in the yang world, and began to want to retreat.
At this time, the cold woman who came with them spoke: "How much?"
Su Nian glanced at her and said casually: "Twenty-five thousand!
The whole crowd exploded, and the noses of those who had just quoted three thousand were going to be crooked. Dare us to stay here and shout for a long time, it's not enough for you?
Ghost Slayer glared, turned around and asked, "Wen Qing, do you really want to buy it?"
Wen Qing nodded: "When I was a child, I once saw my grandmother go through the same. ”
The ghost was extinguished, and began to bargain: "Brother, eight thousand, don't fool me, I've studied it, this kind of thing eight thousand is already good, don't say the Republic of China, even the former Qing Dynasty is like this." ”
Su Nian didn't know how much the real antique was? But the price in his heart was 10,000 yuan, so he had to insist, so he said: "20,000 yuan! This thing is really exquisite, if you sell antiques alone, 8,000 is not a loss, but it will not work." ”
"Okay! 20,000!" Before the ghost slayer could speak, the cold woman named Wen Qing responded first.
Even Su Nian didn't expect that he would really sell these shoes for 20,000 yuan.
The people around me are feeling a little bit of heat stroke.