Chapter 11: Selling Hair
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Ma Tianyao's eyes lit up!
Hurry up and wave to the man.
"Hair collectors!"
There are probably the following types of hawkers from rural areas:
Collect your phone, change your phone for bowls and pots!
Collect the rags, beer bottles and waste newspapers!
Collect your hair, grow your hair!
Among them, long hair is the most popular, and the price is also the most expensive, and the length of a woman's hair to the neck can be sold for 100-200 yuan.
When you reach the waist, you can sell it for 700-1000 yuan.
As for what the hair is taken away, there are different opinions, some say that it is taken away to make wigs, some say that it is to make fake beards when singing in dramas, and some say that it is to make the hair of some imitation dolls.
But Ma Tianyao only saw money at the moment, what she urgently needed was the most important thing, and as for the rest, she was playing with eggs.
The person who collected his hair was about forty years old, and at first glance, he saw Ma Tianyao's waist-length hair on his back and asked with a smile.
"Girl, do you sell hair?"
Ma Tianyao nodded and asked.
"How much do you think my hair can sell for?"
"200 pieces!"
"Bye-bye!"
Ma Tianyao glared at this person, turned around to leave, although she had never sold hair, but she had seen countless women sell hair in the village, and her length was more than 200 yuan, this person obviously saw her as a little girl and wanted to slaughter her.
And turn around and leave after asking the price, which is also the ultimate trick to bargain for shopping and shopping.
Sure enough, the man immediately cried out.
"Hey, hey, hey, 500 pieces, 500 pieces!"
Ma Tianyao looked back, shook his head, and continued to walk home......
"800 yuan, little girl, it can't be tall anymore, although your hair is of good length, but the hair quality is soft......"
"Nonsense, you know that my hair is soft at a glance from seven or eight meters away?"
Stopped, Ma Tianyao pulled back and forth with this person a few more times, and finally made this person hairy, and directly raised the scissors to speak.
"If you cut it directly from the root, I can give you 1,000 pieces!"
Generally, those who sell hair will leave a little for themselves, and some can even barely tie a braid, after all, it is not ugly, but if you cut it from the root, you can only keep a man's head, not even short hair.
"If you can give me 2,000, you can shave your head!"
Just kidding, does Ma Tianyao care about good-looking people?
The boss who collected his hair was speechless for a while, he really wanted to take out 2,000 yuan to shave the other party's head, but he swallowed his saliva, and said in his heart Forget it, although this kind of hob meat is young, but the bargaining skill has reached its peak, and he can't afford to take money and be angry.
Pick up the scissors, grasp the long hair, and follow the roots, clicking......
Just a few seconds later, the long hair that had been kept for more than ten years had been carefully tied up by the man, and then put into the pocket of the cloth seam.
"Little girl, this is 1,000 yuan, you count ......"
Ma Tianyao took the money, first counted it, and then picked it up one by one and looked at the sun to see if it was true or not, and the man smiled while packing up his things.
"Hehe, you girl, you are more shrewd than forty or fifty-year-old adults, rest assured, my money has just been withdrawn from the bank, and there will be no fakes. β
Confirming that the money was fine, Ma Tianyao squinted his eyes and bared out his tiger teeth and smiled.
"Uncle, don't be in a hurry to leave, I also have a paralyzed sister at home, and a sister with mental problems, who also want to sell hair, please go in. β
"Done!"
The uncle picked up the scissors again and entered the house, and as soon as he entered the door, Ma Tianrou, who was lying on the window and looking out, immediately climbed out of the collapsed courtyard wall in the backyard and ran away.
Ma Tianyao took someone to her sister's house first, but she didn't see anyone, and then went to her own room, at this moment Shi Xiaoxiao was lying sideways, snoring and snoring.
"Shhh, tap your hand, my paralyzed sister doesn't sleep well......"
The man looked at Shi Xiaoxiao's appearance suspiciously, shook his head and sighed lightly.
"Alas, your sister is also pitiful, she is young, why is she paralyzed? No wonder you have been biting the price and not letting go, rest assured, we are all Zhuang households, the uncle will give you a real price this time, your sister's hair has been permed, and it is not as long as yours, don't bargain, 500 yuan!"
Shi Xiaoxiao is different from Ma Tianyao, she is the daughter of the Rag King, her hair is permed and curly, straightened, I don't know how many times she has been tossed.
But I don't like this kind of hair the most, the permed hair is not good, and the price must be greatly discounted, and Shi Xiaoxiao's hair is also a little shorter, and it is actually good to 500 yuan.
Ma Tianyao nodded, but still asked.
"Uncle, my sister also cut from the roots, can you add another 100?"
The uncle was going crazy, looked at the dilapidated environment in the house, sighed and nodded.
"Forget it, it's not profitable to be an uncle today, 600 is 600, it's not easy for you to serve a paralyzed sister alone. β
Afraid of waking up Shi Xiaoxiao, Ma Tianyao gently held her hair with her hands, and then nodded to the uncle.
Click-click-click......
After a few scissors, Shi Xiaoxiao also had the same hairstyle as Ma Tianyao.
Ma Tianrou, who was hiding behind the outer wall, patted her little heart and ran away a little uneasily.
With 1,600 yuan, Ma Tianyao is much more at ease now.
As soon as she left, she immediately picked up the bamboo basket and went to the town market, now that she has money, the system's millet porridge task can't be ignored, and it's not like to be electrocuted half dead every day.
It is still Ma Cuiping's grain and oil store, but the price of millet is much more expensive than rice, and according to the worst price, it will cost more than 3 yuan a catty.
"Xiao Yao, you sold your hair, why did you cut it so short?"
Ma Cuiping greeted with a smile.
"Hehe, it's cool, Sister Cuiping, is there any better millet? β
"Better?"
Ma Cuiping was stunned, because Ma Tianyao came to her store countless times, whether it was to buy oil, rice, salt, vinegar, or pickles and seeds, she wanted the cheapest, and never cared about the good or bad.
So she wanted to confirm with Ma Tianyao.
"Well, buy some slightly better Xiaomi this time. β
"Okay, let's call it this, 5 yuan 2 pounds, sister will count 5 yuan for you. β
"Okay, thank you, Sister Cuiping. β
"What are the thank you of a village, first weigh you five catties and take it. β
Ma Tianyao thanked him again and went home with millet.
As soon as I got home, I saw Shi Xiaoxiao sitting in the yard with a mirror with a dull gaze, the hair on his head was like a dog gnawing, and his gaze at Ma Tianyao was a little crazy.