The entire crowd in the small square fell into a dead silence. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Only Chen Qiming's subwoofer continued to sing loudly: "The boss of the bastard, the bastard, the bastard, the yellow crane, eats, drinks, gambles, eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles...... owed 350 million ...... Ran away with his sister-in-law......"

I owe you my sister!

Run your sister!

Can you turn off your stereo first?

Chen Zhengqian almost strangled his heart, what the hell is this special meow!

Isn't it good to set up a stall at a good end, why do you young people always think about making big news, now it's okay, you're going to be famous!

He looked at Chen Qiming and wanted to cry without tears.

On the other hand, Chen Qiming, on the other hand, seemed extremely calm, sitting on his small stool with his eyes and nose and nose, as if it was not his stereo just now, and directly ignored thousands of pairs of surprised eyes.

Even the expression is a little innocent, I said that the speaker opened the mouth first, do you believe it?

Seeing that there were people laughing in the crowd, Chen Zhengqian finally couldn't help it, covered his face and turned his head, don't look at me, I really don't know this guy, come and help me kill him!

Before this Divine Comedy was finished, the security guard uncle came over, pointed to the subwoofer and said to Chen Qiming: "Classmate, hurry up and turn off your influence, you affect other people's business like this!"

Facing the fat security uncle and the murderous gaze of the students around him, Chen Qiming was decisively instigated and quickly stopped the music, and Chen Zhengqian next to him was simply relieved, as if he had escaped death.

It's horrible!

After the security guard left, many classmates snickered and pointed at Chen Qiming, he actually had a cheeky attitude to rebound all the gossip, but someone really came to Chen Qiming's booth to ask the price.

Seeing the students coming to ask for the price, he hurriedly greeted others, and he really sold several things, a few extracurricular books and a badminton racket, although the unit price is not high, but it adds up to hundreds of yuan.

Looks like the acoustics are good.

This kid made money, his face was proud, and seeing that Chen Zhengqian didn't sell anything, he said narrowly: "It seems that my business is better than yours!

Chen Zhengqian ignored him, cut, more than 100 yuan, what is there to be proud of.

It wasn't that no one came to see his stall, but as soon as he saw the price marked on it, he was stunned one by one.

A pair of headphones are at least more than 3,000 yuan, where can ordinary people afford to spend, the little brother who repairs mobile phones at the school gate, only 20 yuan a pair is good, there are 3,000 yuan, I might as well go out to open a room and play mahjong all night.

Looking at the books next to it, fortunately, the price has shrunk almost tenfold, but the minimum is 500 yuan.

A few books are sold for 500 yuan, although it is not outrageous, but it is also expensive, this is a big sale scene, will anyone deliberately buy something at a high price?

Chen Qiming couldn't help but complain: "Hey, have you made a mistake, a few novels actually sell for 500 yuan, which fool will buy you?"

Chen Zhengqian looked calm: "What's the hurry, it's still the same sentence, it's best for someone to buy, forget it if no one buys, you still have to worry about yourself, if you can't sell it, you will have to move it up again later!"

He really wasn't worried at all, anyway, these things were taken from the bookshelves of the villa, and they didn't attract him much, but he checked the Internet and found that although they were not particularly valuable, they were all very rare things.

Besides, it's a big deal to move back if you can't sell it, and it's not very heavy anyway.

As soon as he said this, Chen Qiming also began to worry, he knew that he wouldn't move so many things down, this time it was a big trouble, and the egg hurt!

In less than five minutes, Chen Qiming sold two more information books, five yuan and ten yuan each, which is still very marketable among students.

Seeing his triumphant smile, Chen Zhengqian couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Hey, do you need me to put Jiangnan Leather Factory again to help you attract a wave of popularity?" Chen Qiming said with a smile.

Chen Zhengqian decisively refused: "No need, I'll wait a little longer!" He would rather go home empty-handed than listen to the ghost animal divine comedy just now, it is too demonic.

Since he said so, Chen Qiming had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and say that you are free.

At this time, a boy with a little unkempt hair stood in front of Chen Zhengqian's stall, and when he saw the set of books with a price of 500 yuan on the stall, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was simply the kind that pounced directly.

"Daintrian's Bookshelf?" is this the Cantonese version or the Taiwan version?" he asked with an eager look on his face.

Chen Zhengqian looked at him in surprise, but still replied: "The Guangdong version, don't bargain, just take it if you want it." ”

The boy suddenly became a little short of breath: "Can I take a look?"

Chen Zhengqian nodded: "Yes, but please be careful, after all, it is an out-of-print thing, and if it is damaged, it will be troublesome if it cannot be sold." ”

This set of novels has been taken down from the bookshelf, and it is very new, 500 yuan is not outrageous, and many people can't buy it if they want to. That's the way things are out of print, and if it weren't for the fact that the desktop version was still in print, it is estimated that the price would have doubled.

The boy picked up the book on the ground with some excitement, gently stroked the cover, opened the book, carefully checked the publication information, nodded and said, "That's right, it's the Cantonese version, are you sure you want to publish it?"

"Well, yes. Chen Zhengqian nodded, anyway, he took it from the bookshelf of the villa, it was not an expensive thing, and he didn't feel distressed if he sold it.

"How much?" the boy quickly asked.

Chen Zhengqian pointed to the price on the ground: "500 is a lot, you can take it if you give money." ”

The boy didn't think about it and said, "Can I pay with Alipay or WeChat?" ”

Chen Zhengqian said: "Of course. ”

Then in less than a minute, the two completed the transaction, the boy was overjoyed with a complete set of books, and Chen Zhengqian was very satisfied with the money.

There was only one left, Chen Qiming, who looked at Chen Zhengqian dumbfounded, he couldn't believe that he had really sold a set of books, and a set of books had sold so many things with his hard work.

Seeing that the boy was about to get up and leave, Chen Zhengqian pointed to another set of books left on the stall and asked, "There is another set here, which is also out of print, but it is the Japanese version, do you want it?"

When the boy looked over, his eyes were about to pop out: ", it's actually "Wolf and Spices"!"

Another set of out-of-print books.,What kind of luck today!Usually it's hard to make up a set.,Today I actually ran into two sets at once.,If you say it.,Those senior dead houses on the forum are estimated to be envious to death!

Chen Zhengqian nodded and didn't speak, acting very naturally, Chen Qiming in the stall next to him was not calm, is it so exaggerated, it's just a set of books, could it be some peerless and lonely?

The boy hesitated for a while, but still shook his head, and said regretfully: "No, although I want it very much, but I just bought "Daintellen's Bookcase", if I buy this set again, it is estimated that I will have to eat soil in the next two months." Looking at his appearance, he really wanted this set of books, but he had no money in his pocket, so he had to give it up.

Seeing the boy leave, Chen Qiming finally couldn't help but speak: ", there are really fools who are willing to buy your books, and they are also drunk, and there are people who want them if they are so expensive, so should I also raise the price?"

Chen Zhengqian looked at what "Red Sorghum", "Ordinary World", and "Passing by Your World" on his stall were all books by literary and artistic youths, and after thinking about it, he still stopped talking. (To be continued.) )