Changxi County is a large county with a large population, and the neighboring counties are slightly smaller in size, but they are not much different. And because of the long history of the Changxi temple fair, every three days a year, the whole county is like a pile of people, not only the main streets where the temple fair is held, but also other streets.

As far as the eye can see, there are crowds of people everywhere, and the open space a little far from the street is full of all kinds of trucks, minibuses, and tricycles......

After Lin An University, he went to Yanjing with Ruan Ruan, and since then, the time to return to his hometown has gradually decreased, and it can be said that after graduating from high school, he has not visited the Changxi temple fair. Standing outside the shop at this time, looking at this lively scene, I couldn't help but sigh.

Sister Song and the four students were numb to this meeting, and their faces were filled with alternative excitement.

For Sister Song, she can easily earn nearly half a month's salary in the next three days, and for the four students, in addition to earning living expenses, they can also experience "entering society".

It's a very contradictory mentality, many people are like this, when they are students, they expect to enter the society as soon as possible, and once they enter the society, they want to go back in time and return to their student days.

Looking at the various expressions of several of them, Lin An smiled and beckoned everyone to come back to their senses, and then asked Sister Song to record, while asking the four of them to put the "natal umbrella" and "natal socks" on the temporary shelves, and the extra inventory was stacked in the shop to be easily moved.

After taking care of these, there were more people coming to the temple fair on the street, and even the stalls and shops in the distance on this side of Xinjie were full of people.

What puzzled Sister Song was that Lin An was not moved at all, and covered the goods on the shelves with canvas first, and then kept sending students to squeeze to the main street to inquire about the business and prices of the two families who bought red umbrellas and red socks there.

After ten o'clock, the students who had been sent back squeezed back, saying that the two goods were selling fast, and the prices were also the same, and they were going up hard.

Under the anxious gaze of Sister Song and the others, Lin An went out to a snack stall not far away and ordered a few snacks with a full stomach. After coming back and eating with them, I rested for a while, and at nearly eleven o'clock, I heard the students who were sent out again come back and said the price that appeared, so they put the shelves at the door of the shop, and then ripped off the canvas and officially started selling!

The four students had been holding back their stomachs for a long time, and they had been idle all morning, feeling a little sorry for Lin An's salary, and stood by the shelves to work harder. There were a lot of customers in the back, so a student was asked to guide the crowd that came up, and the student even learned from the vendors next to him to stand on the street and shout to attract customers.

Lin An smiled and went out to stop it, and when the person who bought it first left, the news would spread quickly, especially the information about "superstition", the speed and scope of transmission would be unimaginable.

Regarding this temple fair, Lin An vaguely remembered the price range of this "two-piece set in the natal year", and it didn't mean that he would lose money if he started selling early, or that he would make less money, like the two on the main street, so that the price would rise for a while, and the customers behind him would definitely have opinions, and they would have to be scolded.

At this time, Lin An put it on sale, and set the price to be the same as the main street, because he felt that the price was about the same, and it couldn't go up much, and he didn't think about trying his best to make the profit to the extreme.

In fact, selling at this price can still be called a huge profit, but I didn't see that when Sister Song heard the students come over and over again to quote the price, her face became very exciting. She would never have imagined that the cost of such a low-cost red umbrella and red socks would only be printed with a designated pattern, and when she arrived at the temple fair, the value would immediately increase several times.

Lin Anyu and Sister Song called back to the factory to "inform", even if the manufacturer saw the "business opportunity" at this time, it would take a few days to produce a large number of goods. And no one knows to him, as soon as the temple fair passes, this rush to buy will dissipate immediately, and in a few days, no one cares about red umbrellas and red socks on the street.

The cost of making an umbrella is more than ten yuan, and the socks are even cheaper, printed with the corresponding pattern, and together they become a "two-piece set for the year of the birth year", priced at a set of 60 yuan, and it sells quickly. Sister Song sat in the shop, counting the money that kept being handed over, looking at the whole yard of goods that could not be moved out, and the pen in her hand never stopped.

Just after noon, the crowd outside the store was crowded, and the students who reminded everyone to wait in line were hoarse and still flocked to the stalls.

Lin An stood on the side, listening to someone in the noisy crowd chatting, the main street has risen from forty yuan in the morning to seventy yuan now, looking at the trend in the afternoon, maybe it will rise, and then someone on the street said that the new street is also sold, the price is cheap and not too crowded, and the quality of umbrellas and socks is much better than the main street, so they flocked to the new street.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there were relatively few guests, so he asked the four students to take turns to rest first, and it was estimated that when the news was completely spread by this group of people at noon, more people would come in the afternoon. During this time, he was worried that he would meet some acquaintances in Lingshui Town when he stayed by the stall, so he basically stayed in the shop as a handyman.

I ate something at ten o'clock, but it wasn't lunch after all, and in just three or four hours, the voices of the shouting were smoking, and the four students looked like they had just been robbed. Lin An had already drunk the few bottles of water he bought in the morning, and because he was too busy just now, he couldn't spare to sell the goods with him.

After asking the four students and Sister Song what they were eating, Lin An squeezed towards the main street.

I bought a boxed lunch and mixed noodles, and carried a dozen purified water. When he returned to Xinjie, he saw three or four gangster-looking young people standing in front of the stalls from a distance, and the periphery was crowded with people buying things or watching the excitement.

In the crowd of people, two students stood behind the stalls, vigilantly looking at the goods on the shelves, and listening to the voices of these people in a miniature. Seeing that they frequently glanced towards the shop, Lin An squeezed through the crowd, walked over with a frown, and saw that in addition to Sister Song and the other two students, there were two more people in the shop!

“…… We are not unreasonable people, a broken umbrella and a pair of broken socks, we dare to sell my brother sixty yuan, it's too black-hearted!" "In front of the table prepared for Sister Song, there was a stunned young man, and on the stool next to the table sat a bald man of five big and three thick, who looked about thirty years old, sitting there with his arms tied and shaking his legs, and he didn't look like a serious person!

"We have been selling sixty ......" Sister Song grabbed the money bag and the account book and hid on the other side of the table, two students stood beside her, one of the students interjected angrily, and was blocked by the bald man in the middle of the conversation.

"Lin An, you came just in time, this person said that things are expensive, and he is unwilling to return them. Seeing Lin An come in, Sister Song and the two students wanted to have a backbone, and Lin An's appearance in the past two days made it easy for them to ignore their age, and they were not free to lean towards Lin An.

"You're this boss, right?" The bald head surprised Lin An's youth, and he looked like he was the age of going to college. He stood up with shaking legs and pointed to a bagged Natal Year two-piece set on the table, "Hehe, what do you say about this?"

Lin An put down the lunch box and water, looked at the bald man who was a head taller than him opposite, and asked calmly, "What do you say!"

"You're so much cheaper than what people sell. The bald man showed an expected smile and looked at the neatly stacked goods next to him, "Did you use bad materials, do you want thirty yuan to buy the goods?!" Brother is not embarrassed for you, so let's do it, do you still have stock, and give it to me together." Don't say that you are bullied as a foreigner, and you will never be allowed to suffer, so I will give me all 35 sets, so that you will not be able to make money by being busy here all day long. ”

Listening to the bald man's words, Lin An guessed probably. Changxi County is not like a few years ago, since Zhao Xijing took office, it is rare to see such a blatant gangster in the county. Hearing this, either the two families on Main Street couldn't see it, or they saw that the business was good and there were no people here, so they had a crooked brain.

Lin An has been so busy these days that he didn't expect such a thing to happen, but there is nothing to panic about, let alone scare the other party.

My uncle's classmate also has a clerical job at the county police station, so I can't do it, so I can call Aunt Zhao in the county seat......

It's just that in this way, it will also alarm the family, and it will be more difficult to explain at that time......

He was thinking about it when he heard a siren from far and near. As the whistle stopped, a slightly familiar shout was heard, "People go in both directions, don't block the road!" What's going on here, boss!"