Chapter 12: Customers

"Sell baskets, good-looking and cheap baskets, huh? This girl, take a look......" Su Qiqiao kept shouting.

Passers-by saw them dressed as tattered little beggars, and they didn't even glance at them, and even more sneered when they saw them, mocking a sentence or two, Su Qiqiao was okay, her face was calm, Xiaolian was so ashamed that her face was flushed, and she was embarrassed, and she almost wanted to leave several times.

They have been shouting for a long time, and no one has stopped, and the stalls next to them are all patronized, as if they are isolated, and none of them have been sold.

Opposite them, an old woman with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks sneered, her face full of bitterness, "Hey, two little beggars dare to go to the street to sell things, this basket is where did you pick up the rags, and you really have the courage to take it out, I am ashamed of you." ”

When passers-by heard this, they also shook their heads, these two little beggars are not very reliable at first glance, they are still new faces, even if they have the heart to buy one, they will go to some old stalls to ask the price, people are like this, they will not take a second look at the basket.

Su Qiqiao didn't speak, because she knew that if she refuted it now, it would definitely give passers-by a bad impression, and it would be even more difficult for them to sell.

"Oh, it's annoying, Sister Qiaoqiao, look at them, you shout here, I'll go first, I can get two copper plates for begging for this time!" Xiaolian bit her thin lip lightly, pulled her legs and walked away without looking back, walked a few steps, and walked back angrily, with a helpless face.

Su Qiqiao was silent for a while, saw her helplessness, and said, "What if you just go to beg?" It's not like you're going to beg those people to give you alms, and instead of begging in a low voice, it's better to do a deal here openly, and at least you live for yourself once, aren't you? ”

“…… All right. Xiaolian gritted her teeth, thought about it, and nodded, "Okay, no one knows me anyway, it's a big deal that I'm out this time!"

"Hmm." Su Qiqiao nodded with satisfaction, and then frowned, "But it can't just be shouted like this, we have to think of a way." ”

"What then?" Xiaolian sighed.

Su Qiqiao was silent and glanced at his broken bowl. Every time she begged before, she would put two copper plates in her bowl in advance, so that passers-by would think that it was voted by someone else, and they would show compassion in their hearts, and then stop more or less to give alms......

Therefore, what they are missing now is a "passer-by" who came to ask for the price.

After thinking about it, Su Qiqiao left the stall quickly, shook off and left without looking back, "You watch first, I'll go back when I go." ”

"Huh? Sister Qiqiao, what are you doing......" Xiaolian was dumbfounded, she didn't expect that she had finally calmed down, but Su Qiqiao couldn't stand it and slipped away first......

Silently complaining in her heart, Xiaolian looked at the lonely stall, covered her face, and then quickly put it down, closed her eyes and shouted in a loud voice, "Sell baskets, the best looking baskets in the world, Tong Su is not bullied, everyone is welcome to come and take a look......"

Here, Su Qiqiao ran all the way, with his memory, turned a direction, ran over, and just happened to see the woman who locked the door and came out to give Su Qiqiao a copper plate.

"Huh? It's you? The woman was taken aback, and put down the little barrel in her hand, and saw that it was all black and ashes.

"I'm sorry, madam, I need you to do me a small favor......" Su Qiqiao breathed a sigh of relief, saw the small wooden barrel next to her, and instantly understood something, "I'll help you pour this later." ”

"Oh, haha, let's go, what's the matter?" The woman was stunned for a moment, feeling that this little girl was very interesting, and she didn't think she looked at her twice.

……

On the other side, the old woman with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks took three copper plates with satisfaction, raised her head, and just saw Xiaolian, who was resentful and unwilling, and her face was full of anxiety, and laughed, "Oh, no one is still dead here?" is worthy of being a beggar's material, and his skin is thicker than anyone else. ”

"You!" Xiaolian gritted her teeth and popped out a word, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. If it weren't for the wrong timing, she would have wanted to rush over and lash out at this old woman!

"Tut-tut, a beggar is a beggar, and he can only be a broken ...... for the rest of his life" The old woman laughed mockingly, and was about to mock two more sentences, when suddenly a plainly dressed woman shook her eyes, and under her shocked gaze, she looked at Xiaolian with a smile on her face, and directly picked up a basket, "How to sell this?" ”

"Huh?" Xiaolian looked confused, her eyes were straight in shock, but fortunately, she reacted quickly, and hurriedly laughed, "Madam, at first glance, you are a person who knows the goods, this is cheap, one for five copper plates, it is absolutely genuine, you can rest assured." ”

"Yes, yes." On the other side, Su Qiqiao, who came at an unknown time, also smiled.

Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, her mind turned, she instantly understood something, the smile on her face became stronger, and she quickly talked to her wife boastfully.

Madame nodded, and deliberately lingered for a while by asking the price, which attracted many passers-by for a while.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Madam smiled and took out five copper plates, "Okay, it looks pretty good, then I'll take one." ”

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Xiaolian raised her eyebrows and quickly thanked her again and again.

"Hmm." Madame smiled, quietly glanced at Su Qiqiao, and left with the basket.

With such a first customer, coupled with the shouting of the two of them, they quickly attracted passers-by, and they couldn't help but be stunned, and then came over one after another, picked up the basket and touched it carefully.

"Huh? This basket is not bad, it feels very good to the touch, the workmanship is delicate, and it is a first-class basket......"

"Huh? Look at that purple basket, although this one is a little smaller, but it's pretty good-looking, there are flowers on it, little beggar, this is really made up by you? ”

Everyone hurriedly asked about the price for a while, especially many women stared at the wisteria basket with their eyes full of fanaticism.

"Well, yes, let me tell you, that big basket has five copper plates, and the smaller one is exquisitely made, but there are only six copper plates, everyone can pick and choose......" Xiaolian's face bloomed, and she hurriedly began to greet her, but after a while, she sold another big basket.

Su Qiqiao took advantage of the crowd and quietly slipped into an alley, saw the woman hurriedly ran over, gave her five copper plates, and smiled sincerely, "Thank you, madam, you really helped us a lot today." ”

"No thanks, it's just a trivial matter." The woman smiled, "It's you, there are a lot of ghost ideas, and my surname is Song, you can just call me Mrs. Song." ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Song." Su Qiqiao smiled and took the basket she bought from her, "Then I'll go first, you go slowly." ”

"Hmm." Mrs. Song nodded, looked at the five copper plates in her hand, shook her head and smiled, and went around in circles, and in the end, the money was still back in her hands.

Su Qiqiao took the basket in his hand, and while everyone was asking for the price, he hurriedly walked over and put the basket away, and happily followed Xiaolian to sell it.