The next day, Qi Yan and his grandmother got up early in the morning, and the grandmother ordered some noodles, and after eating, she used a cart to pull the finished shelves and jewelry to sell to the street. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although it is very early, the hard-working people are already busy, and the street sellers of vegetables, clothes, and meat are all setting up stalls.

I came to the center with my grandmother, found a seat, and began to move things and put things away.

The cart is placed behind the stall, and there are not many people selling things now, and there is no one to manage it on the roadside, so if it is not for long-term sales, there is no fixed seat.

Grandma took down the shelf and put it away, spread a layer of coarse cloth on it that was not needed at home, and then put things on with Qi Yan, the same as discussed yesterday, divided into two categories, one is sold for five cents, and the other is sold for one piece.

After they are all arranged, all kinds of small flowers, small beads and small sequins sparkle in the sun. In order to protect himself from the sun, Qi Yan specially wore a long-sleeved shirt and brought the only big umbrella in the house. Children's delicate skin can't stand the sun.

Gradually, there are more people rushing to the market, and Qijia Street is the only market in several nearby villages, especially today is a Sunday.

Elementary school students and junior high school students usually come to visit if they have nothing to do.

After a while, there were many big children and children around grandma's stall, and Qi Yan hurried to help collect money and sell things.

"This hairpin is very good-looking, and there are small broken crystals on it, you can try it," Qi Yan hurriedly recommended.

"This pink head flower looks good, and it goes well with your clothes. ”

"These earrings are long and thin, they look good when they look good, and they look even better when they are worn, big sister, look at them. Qi Yan's mouth kept talking. The hands are also busy.

"This, this, and this are all cheap. Continued.

"Hey, you see their things are so beautiful and not expensive, look at this bracelet, I want it. A girl said.

"This one is also good-looking, it seems to be sold by their family. Another girl said.

"How much does this cost?"

"Five cents, this one only costs five cents. Qi Yan hurriedly returned.

"Where's this?"

"This one wants a piece, this one looks better. ”

In the morning, many children came to buy things, and many adults also came to buy things.

However, there are still a lot of things left, anyway, I can't expect to buy them all in the morning, and after looking at it, I probably sold a third of it, and it was sold for more than 100 yuan. It's a lot, and it's better than grandma selling green onions for a few dollars.

Looking at the smile on his grandmother's face that never stopped, Qi Yan felt very happy, what could be happier than making money happily.

It was already past twelve o'clock, and there was no one on the street, Qi Yan urged his grandmother to go home, but her grandmother was unwilling to say that she would sell it for a while.

Qi Yan knew that her grandmother was very excited and wanted to sell more. I didn't persuade again.

The two of them waited until a little before packing up their things and going back, and on the way grandma bought some meat and bean sprouts.

When I got home, my grandfather was sitting at the door smoking, and when he saw them, he smiled and asked, "How much did they sell?"

No one paid attention to him, and he was not annoyed.

In fact, on the street, Qi Yan saw his grandfather passing by more than once, and it seemed that his grandfather was still very concerned.

At noon, grandma stir-fried, grandpa lit the fire, and Qi Yan lay on the bed, she was really tired this morning, after all, she was only six years old.

After eating, I counted the money with my grandmother, and sure enough, in addition to the dozen yuan of change I brought, I sold it for 143 yuan today, but it was mainly this weekend and the first time I sold it, people were fresher and bought more. It won't be so good next time.

However, you can also go to other markets to sell it, which should be good. When grandma sells it, you can expand the variety.

After counting the money, grandma carefully put away the money, of course, Qi Yan asked for a dollar on the grounds of buying popsicles, and grandma also gave it generously.

After getting the money, Qi Yan carefully put it in her piggy bank, the piggy bank belonged to the uncle, and Qi Yan used it, and there were less than five coins in it. Come on, you have to save for six years, and when grandma has money in the future, she will have more pocket money. Qi Yan comforted himself silently.

In the afternoon, when he had nothing to do, Qi Yan read books and practiced calligraphy at home to plan his learning progress. She has read all the primary school textbooks, and because she has not yet implemented the nine-year obligation for this year's enrollment, she only goes to the fifth grade, and the mathematics of the fifth grade is still quite difficult. However, for Qi Yan, it is still pediatric.

It is said that art comes from life, and Qi Yan often writes diaries now, but it is mainly in the form of prose, especially on such a commemorative day today, it is necessary to create well. I sorted out my thoughts, and wrote nearly 1,000 words without stopping, which was very comfortable.

Grandma couldn't wait for the next fair, and Grandma didn't push the cart on Monday, so she put things in the frame and took a piece of cloth and basket to the nearby Zhangji to sell.

Qi Yan had to go to school on Monday, so he didn't go with his grandmother, and told his grandmother about the precautions when he left. Grandma doesn't know fake money, she can't collect a lot of money, and it's better not to charge 20, and others give a lot of money, so she says that she has no change to find. Also, pay attention to don't steal the goods when there are many people, Balabala said non-stop.

When I came to school to collect my homework, I sat in my seat and lectured at the same table, and crossed my fingers to teach. In the morning, in the teacher's lecture, Qi Yan's writing and drawing passed.

When I got home at noon, my grandmother hadn't come back yet, it was a bit far, I was still walking, and I came back late. Grandpa wasn't at home either, I don't know if it was in the field or on the street.

Qi Yan washed the dishes and put them there before going to sleep. The child is growing and sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping,

Qi Yan was woken up by his grandmother to eat, Qi Yan saw his grandmother and excitedly asked how much it was sold, and grandma nodded Qi Yan's nose and said that it was about the same as yesterday.

"Wow, grandma, you're so good, you sold for so much money!" he said, jumping on grandma and kissing grandma.

Grandma smiled and pulled Xiao Qi Yan down to eat.

Xiao Qi Yan, who went to school after eating, unexpectedly got another pocket money. I'm so happy, I'm rich again.

During this time, Qi Yan went to sell things with her grandmother from time to time, and her grandmother is in a good state now, she sells every day, and everything is almost sold in a week. Qi Yan took the account book and calculated it, excluding the cost, and earned 314 yuan, which made grandma very happy.

During the weekend, Qi Yan and his grandmother went to the county to buy goods again, and then went to the used bookstore to buy two books, one is an Oxford dictionary, although it is an old book, it still costs 20 yuan, and a high school English grammar book, which is cheaper, only 5 yuan. In addition, Qi Yan also picked up a regular script with only two pages written. But I couldn't be happier.

Gradually, grandma's income can be maintained at about 100 yuan a week, excluding half of the cost, there is an income of more than 50 yuan a week.