"Sister, I'll take this oil paper." Zhang Zhiqiang saw that the oil paper was quite heavy, so he took the initiative to take it, and asked Su Jinse curiously about the use of the oil paper as he walked.

Su Jinse said: "This oil paper will be used to pack snail lions." ”

The two went back to the stall, and so far, Zhang Tiezhu still hasn't sold a single bowl, so it can be said that no one cares.

Su Jinse saw that the snail was still covered with cotton cloth, and Zhang Tiezhu didn't shout, passers-by naturally didn't know what he was selling, and if he continued to sell it like this, even if he sold it until next year, he wouldn't be able to sell a single one.

"Dad, you can rest on the side, my second brother and I will sell it."

Zhang Tiezhu touched her head with a smile and said, "Lingbao'er is really good." But now that the sun is too strong and the sun is shining, you and your brother find a shady place to sit and rest. Daddy just guarded it. ”

Su Jinse's little face was serious, "Dad, you are selling like this." Look at mine. ”

She asked Zhang Zhiqiang to put the oil paper aside, and then she stood in front of the burden, tore half of the cotton cloth, revealing the fried snail inside, and suddenly a fragrance wafted out.

The snail has been covered with cotton cloth before, and the aroma has not overflowed.

I only heard Su Jinse shout in her soft and glutinous voice, "Sell snail lions, delicious snail lions, two pennies a bowl, you can come and taste it if you haven't eaten it, it's still a good appetizer!" ”

Her voice was so clear and crisp that the whole street could hear her shout.

Zhang Tiezhu was stunned, he didn't expect that Lingbao'er was not afraid of life at all when she shouted, and she shouted so smoothly!

In fact, she has lived for two lifetimes, and this is the first time Su Jinse has shouted on the street, and she can't live anymore, so she doesn't care about what she faces, and she is now a five-year-old child, and she is not ashamed to shout.

To sell something is to shout, if you don't shout, who knows what you are selling?

Zhang Zhiqiang also shouted, his sister dared to shout, and he dared too!

If you want to sell all the snails, your family will have money to buy food and meat!

When everyone heard that the snail lion was sold, they only felt a little fresh and curious.

A passerby passed by and couldn't help but ask curiously: "This snail lion shell is very hard, you can't bite it, and there is no meat in it, so it's not delicious." You still need two pennies a bowl, and no one wants you to give it away for nothing. ”

When the vendors in the stalls next to them saw it, they all nodded in agreement, "That's it." ”

This thing can't be sold.

I thought they were selling something, but it turned out to be a snail lion.

Su Jinse was not annoyed, and a cute and well-behaved smile appeared on his white and delicate face: "The snail lion eats not the shell, but the meat inside." ”

While talking, she dug out a big snail with a spoon, tore off the snail cover, and then sucked it in front of everyone, and suddenly the soup in the snail lion was sucked into her mouth, fragrant, spicy.

When I sucked it again, the snail meat came out, and I ate the first half and threw the second half aside, including the shell, "It's delicious." ”

Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, especially when they smelled the fragrance, they really felt a little greedy.

"Uncle, do you want a bowl? It's delicious, and you're guaranteed to want to eat it again! Su Jinse looked at the man in front of him and asked with a sweet smile.

When selling things, you should have a good attitude, a sweet smile, and a sweet mouth, so that people who don't buy will be a little bit in passing.

The man saw that Su Jinse was well-behaved and cute, and his voice was sweet, this snail lion really made him a little interested, thinking that a bowl of two cents was not too expensive, so he said, "Bring me a bowl." ”