Chapter 13 was a pure accident

Luo Song hung up the price tag, walked into the stall, just done, I saw three foreigners accompanied by a native, came to the stall, and began to choose the clothes, three foreigners, two women and one man, kept saying something to the clothes, pointing to this piece, looking at that, anyway, Luo Song didn't understand their words, just looked at a few people in front of the stall.

After a while, a female foreigner took a fancy to a pair of jeans and asked the other two to come and see it together. The three of them underestimated the native for a long time, and finally the native asked Luo Song, "May I ask how many of these jeans do you have here?" Luo Song came out and took a look, remembered the appearance of the jeans, and said to the translator, "Wait, I'll take a look." Back in the stall, Luo Song took a few looks, the goods in the stall were neatly placed by Zhang Jingjing, and they were placed in various places in the stall, which was easy to find, and Luo Song saw the storage point of the jeans at a glance.

Luo Song opened the bag and counted it, there were ten in total, so he looked up and said, "There are still ten left, these pants are selling fast, and new goods will come tomorrow." The native looked like a translator and immediately muttered to the three foreigners. Then he said to Luo Song, "Can the price still be cheap?" If it can be cheap, we will have these ten. ”

Luo Song walked out of the stall, looked at the price tag of the jeans, and said secretly in his heart, "My God, a pair of pants is three hundred and fifty yuan, what pants?" However, the expression on his face remained unchanged and said, "Yes, I will give you twenty yuan a piece, our pants cost is high, and the profit is low, this is the limit." The interpreter immediately muttered to the three foreigners for a long time.

In the end, the translator said to Luo Song, "One price, three hundred and two, if it works, we will ask for it." Luo Song calculated, Zhang Jingjing said to him, at most, he can't let it be too ninety, and the price of three hundred and two can be sold, so he said, "Okay, look at what you all want, sell it." So from the stall, took out the bag of jeans, three foreigners hurriedly walked over, carefully selected the pants, and after finding no quality problems, they paid the money and left with the jeans.

Luo Song held the money he had just sold in his hand, and then said, "What kind of torn pants, they actually sell for more than three hundred, and I think they are worth dozens at most." Hmph, it's all profiteers. With that, he put the money in his pocket. Luo Song picked up the book and flipped through the stalls.

After a while, Zhang Jingjing came back with two box lunches, entered the stall, handed Luo Song a box and said, "Here, big police officer, eat." Luo Song said, "You rich woman, just invite me to eat this, it's so stingy." Zhang Jingjing said, "What a rich woman, don't talk nonsense, I just practiced here and didn't sell anything every day." ”

Luo Song said, "Yes, if you sell like this every day, you wouldn't be practicing here a long time ago." After speaking, while putting down the chopsticks in his hand, he took out the money for the pants he had just sold from his clothes pocket, handed it to Zhang Jingjing, and then said, "I just sold ten pairs of jeans, this is money, but according to what you said, at most, I can't let Li Jiucheng sell it." ”

Zhang Jingjing was eating with her head down, looked up at the banknotes in front of her, and then asked in surprise, "You said you sell jeans?" Ten of a kind? Luo Song looked at Zhang Jingjing's expression and thought, it can't be that he sold it cheaply, right? So he said, "You are really dark, a pair of jeans sells for three hundred and five, and I think it is worth dozens at most." After speaking, he stuffed the money into Zhang Jingjing's hand.

Zhang Jingjing counted the money in surprise, and didn't even care if the lunch box on one side fell to the ground. Finally, when he found that the money in his hand was three thousand two hundred, he said in surprise, "Luo Song, which pair of jeans are you selling?" I remember that I didn't have that expensive jeans here. Luo Song just ate the last bite of food, and then pointed to it and said, "That's it." Zhang Jingjing walked over and saw that the label on the jeans was indeed three hundred and five, but if you looked carefully, this label should be the label of the coat above.

Zhang Jingjing pointed at Luo Song and laughed. Then he said to Luo Song, "Little Songzi, I don't see it, you are really born to do business." The price tag for this pair of jeans is fifty, but you sell it for a high price of three hundred and two, and the little woman admires it. After listening to this, Luo Song almost didn't squirt out the rice he had just eaten, he was slashing it once to an international friend. Zhang Jingjing looked at Luo Song's expression and bent down with a smile. But Luo Song said seriously, "I found that for international friends, the knife must be ruthless, and the fat sheep must be slaughtered like this." ”

Luo Song's few jokes deeply moved Zhang Jingjing. Luo Song said to Zhang Jingjing, "Say, what are you looking for me?" Zhang Jingjing glanced at the lunch box that fell on the ground, and shouted in surprise, "My rice has fallen, no, you accompany me to eat, otherwise, I won't say it." Luo Song looked at Zhang Jingjing appreciatively, and then said, "I've already eaten, and I can't eat anymore, but it's not impossible to eat with beautiful women." ”

Zhang Jingjing saw that Luo Song agreed, so she walked out of the stall and said to the eldest sister of a stall next to her, "Sister Li, I'll go to dinner, you help me take care of the stall." Sister Li looked back and saw that it was Zhang Jingjing, so she said, "Go ahead, go to dinner with your boyfriend, I'll show you here." After hearing this, Zhang Jingjing's face turned red, and she didn't explain, and then said, "Thank you, Sister Li." Then he walked back to the stall and pulled Luo Song away.

Luo Song gently shook off Zhang Jingjing's hand, and then said, "I'll go get the car." Zhang Jingjing's eyes widened, and then said, "I'll drive" Luo Song waved his hands and followed Zhang Jingjing out of the market.

The two drove to a fast food restaurant, Zhang Jingjing parked the car and walked into the fast food restaurant with Luo Song, this is a foreign fast food, and it has just settled here this year, Luo Song looked at the messy menu in front of him, and he didn't know what to order. But Zhang Jingjing ordered the meal with ease, and Luo Song said to Zhang Jingjing, "I'm done eating, don't want it." Zhang Jingjing glanced at Luo Song, and then whispered in Luo Song's ear, "Don't you know what you want?" Luo Song's face was slightly red, Zhang Jingjing glanced at Luo Song's expression, smiled, and asked Luo Song for a glass of Coke.

The two sat in the fast food restaurant, and Luo Song quietly admired this Jingjing while drinking a drink gently. This little fox has become more and more outstanding in recent years, and there is a natural beauty between moving and smiling, and he is reluctant to move his eyes when he sees it.

Zhang Jingjing lowered her head to eat, and suddenly found that Luo Song was looking at herself, Zhang Jingjing smiled gently at Luo Song, and then said, "Little Songzi, is my sister good-looking?" Luo Song smiled and said to Zhang Jingjing, "It's good-looking, but you definitely can't get married, because your mouth is too bad, what a little pine nut, it sounds like a eunuch's name." But if you can't get married in a few years, it's better to come to my brother, and my brother reluctantly accepts you. ”