Chapter 11: Selling Flowers

She once asked Bai Yao's what was going on with this mark on her wrist, and Bai Yao's sue sΓΉ sΓΉ her, it was a birthmark that she was born with, not the mark left after cutting her wrist as she thought about it.

So, could the dream of that day not be a dream, but ......

Bai Qingshuang, your brain is really broken, what are you thinking about? How can there be such a good and magical thing in this world, just wear a cross, you are a little whimsical.

Quickly put aside that unrealistic idea, Bai Qingshuang felt that it was still realistic at the moment, and it was important to inquire about the way to make money first.

"How many flowers can Sister Wanniang sell in a day?" Let go of his hand and let himself return to reality Bai Qingshuang grabbed the business opportunity and asked, already calculating in his heart.

Although she is not good at eating, she has been selling in beauty salons for so long, and naturally has her own set of business experience in her heart.

Nowadays, I don't have the capital to wholesale flowers or anything, so I can go up the mountain to pick some fragrant and brightly colored wildflowers and sell them back.

When you earn the capital, you can plant flowers and raise flowers, and you can even learn the grafting technique you saw in your previous life, and cultivate some exotic flowers and plants, and I believe that they will become popular in this other world.

"Not much, about fifty!" Wan Niang led Bai Qingshuang along the street slowly while selling flowers, "My uncle followed some dart masters to go out to dart a few years ago, but he never returned, and my mother-in-law became depressed because she was worried about missing her eldest son, and some of the money accumulated by the family was used up for her treatment. My father-in-law couldn't afford my mother-in-law's medicine, so I tried to grow some flowers to sell, which can be regarded as helping my father-in-law reduce some of the burden! ”

The ancients were really pure filial piety!

Bai Qingshuang couldn't help but sigh, fortunately, the folk customs of this country called what is the Jin Xu Dynasty are still open, and there is no such thing as the old-fashioned extreme feudalism society in the Song Dynasty that women can't show their heads on the street, otherwise, the poor people just rely on men to earn money, and a large number of people will really starve to death.

"Actually, if I can come out to sell flowers in the morning, I can always sell more than 100 flowers a day, but," Wan Niang is about a rare person to meet, or for her life-saving benefactor to ask, she knows that everything is endless, and there is no hiding when it comes to her own house, "I have to take care of my mother-in-law after I get up in the morning, do laundry and cook, and serve until she takes a nap, so I can pick some flowers and come out......"

Oooh! It's okay to sell it for a hundred dollars a day, so if you come out early in the morning and sell it until the evening, will you be able to make more money?

While listening to Wan Niang's chatter, Bai Qingshuang was silently calculating in her heart.

But before she was happy for a while, she heard a girl who bought flowers bargaining with Wan Niang: "Your flowers are indeed fresh and beautiful, but after all, it is already Shen Shi, and the hairpin is only about to be removed in an hour or two, even if it is two flowers for a penny?" ”

Still with this?

The good calculation immediately fell through, and when he looked up at the sky, the gloomy dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and Bai Qingshuang was thinking again, which meant that the flowers were going to be discounted in the afternoon.

It's understandable to think about it, wearing flowers for a day is really not cost-effective compared to the time when you can only wear them for an hour or two, no wonder they have to bargain.

Here, after Wan Niang symbolically said a word or two, she still sold the deal at the price of two flowers for one penny.

Then, looking at the sky, and at the few flowers left in the flower basket, he gritted his teeth and shouted weakly: "Sell flowers!" Sell flowers! Three flowers for a penny......"

Before the words were finished, as soon as they heard the three flowers for a penny, the three of them immediately rushed over, and in a few moments, the flowers in Wan Niang's flower basket were sold out.

Bai Qingshuang was shocked again: It turns out that the sales concept of the ancients is also very strong!

"Benefactor, such a coincidence today, you must give Wanniang a chance to thank you, how about I invite you to a light meal?" Although the flowers were sold cheaply, the income was less than expected, but it was better than not being able to sell it when it rained, and the loss would be greater, Wan Niang checked the purse with the money, although she knew that there was not much money in it, but she still had to be grateful to her benefactor, otherwise, she might have committed suicide in shame now, and she would not be in this world.

"No need! No more! "Kindness is not expected to be repaid, and people are also poor, and they have a pure filial piety, and they have to buy medicine for their mother-in-law to earn some small money, Bai Qingshuang can't eat someone with a cheeky face, "Sister Wanniang, you really don't want to be polite to me, I was just an unintentional move that day, and I still had the light of that son to help you, so you don't have to thank me at all!" ”

"Even if that son deterred that person, but you are still not afraid of power and saved me regardless of your own safety, how can my Wanniang not repay the favor, sister, you can't make me bear the infamy!" Wan Niang is also stubborn, so she has to take Bai Qingshuang to a small restaurant nearby.

"Sister, don't say that, it's a shame for my sister!" Bai Qingshuang has her own plans, so she will not eat this meal, and after pushing for a while, she will no longer be pretentious and get straight to the point, "If my sister is really grateful to my sister, then I can point out my sister's matter about selling flowers?" ”

"My sister wants to sell flowers too?" When Wan Niang heard this, she paused and turned her head to look at her.

Bai Qingshuang thought that people were afraid that she would rob the business and was on guard, so she immediately said shyly: "Sister, my sister doesn't want to rob my sister for a living, it's just that if you look at my sister's clothes, you will know that my family is also very poor, and I can only weave some handkerchiefs for money to get by." But I was clumsy and didn't know how to embroider, so I thought I could find a job to make up for my family. Seeing that you can sell flowers, you can also help the family, so I moved this thought! ”

When Bai Qingshuang was talking, Wanniang kept silent, which only made her heart even more bottomless.

It's not easy to think that people do this kind of business, not to mention that there are already others competing, but such a reckless request of oneself seems to have hurt people's hearts, and the voice can't help but get lowered, and he said even more shyly: "Of course, sister doesn't mind, I just want to ask for advice, and then go to sell flowers on other streets, it won't ruin my sister's business!" ”

Bai Qingshuang said very carefully, and in the end she didn't even dare to look at Wanniang.

"My sister comes with me!" Wan Niang didn't answer her, only pulled her with one hand and continued to walk forward, but it was no longer the direction of going to the small restaurant. **Ask for referral votes!