Chapter 42: Am I Like a Sufferer?

"If you shout again, I'll throw you down, and I'm not afraid of the wind pulling your throat!"

Cheng Huanian slapped her on the head, looking at her little appearance of being relaxed, her eyebrows raised, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

"What? I feel confident that I can sell it, and don't cry when I go back later. ”

“......”

She didn't expect him to say a good word!

turned his face angrily, as if he hadn't heard his words, Cheng Huanian, who was watching, couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and then stabbed her with his hand, his tone was light,

"It's okay, I didn't expect much from you. ”

", I'm getting off!"

Song Jinse was not lightly angry.

She found that Cheng Huanian was simply the nemesis of her life, depending on how much she tempered, he could always make her angry with a word, every time she was in a hurry and full of confidence, he was busy sending her a basin of cold water to calm down, for fear that she would spontaneously combust.

"Get out of the car, jump down, okay, when you jump off with your little arms and legs, I'll be ready to report the funeral to your grandmother." ”

He understated.

Song Jinse endured and endured, gritting his teeth, "Then I really don't bother you." ”

"It's okay, I'm helpful. ”

“.......”

Song Jinse put her hat away, looking like she didn't want to take care of him, she was afraid that if she continued to talk about it, she couldn't help but throw him down, and she was angry! Liu Yiran looked at the two of them going back and forth, and only felt that she was like a light bulb, shining.

Soon.

Got to the town.

After saying goodbye to those people, the three little guys dragged a half-human-high snakeskin bag and placed it on the edge of the road, and took the bag processed yesterday outside, which suddenly made Liu Yiran exclaim,

"It's so cute. ”

Cheng Huanian looked up, and also saw the cute red kitten, his eyes flashed, and when he turned to Song Jinse, he saw her little face with a little pride, raising her eyebrows and looking very vivid.

"No, I've been drawing yesterday for a long time. ”

"Well, it's kind of like you, it's cute. ”

“......”

Song Jinse rolled his eyes.

I don't know if he praised her or her, and if he couldn't hear a good word, he would listen to it as a good word, and he would treat it as if he was boasting about himself. After putting everything out, the three of them looked at each other a little, no one had any experience in selling things, Song Jinse slapped his head, and suddenly shouted sweetly,

"The new bag just came out, the new one is eight points cheaper, uncles and aunts don't miss it, it's all pure leather, strong and durable. ”

"Why are you stunned, shout with me!"

Song Jinse looked at the two people next to her, one was cramped and uneasy, the other was expressionless, none of them were enlightened, and she was suddenly angry, "What are you doing there, don't you go to pull guests, Liu Yiran, hurry up, don't want to buy delicious food for your mother?"

As soon as Liu Yiran heard this, he immediately mustered up his courage and walked towards the passers-by with his bag, Cheng Huanian still looked expressionless, and asked him to sell on the street, he couldn't speak, and without waiting for Song Jinse to speak, he took a step back,

"I still have some things to deal with, I'll be back in a while!"

After saying that, he hurried away, without giving her time to refuse.

Song Jin was speechless.

She knew it.

Let him talk about things, and he can also act like a big guy and calculate everywhere, but let him sell things on the street, it is indeed a cow that does not drink water and is forced to press his head, and it is rare to have a batch.

However, she didn't let him come to sell anything.

Song Jinse squinted, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked and she looked like a little fox, the matter of her second uncle has not been solved neatly, and she always has to let the people from the police station go to knock and knock again, then this matter will fall on Yan Qing, Yan Qing wants to have a relationship with Cheng Huanian, so she just made some small requests in the middle in return, it shouldn't be too much, right?

The little abacus in her heart crackled.

"How did you sell this bag? It's weird and pretty. ”

In front of the stall, a girl in her twenties wearing a padded jacket stopped, holding the cute kitten in her hand and asking the price, looking at the only five-year-old girl in front of the stall, she couldn't help but answer,

"Where's your lordship? Let him come out and sell something. ”

"Sister, do you like this bag? This is the most beautiful one in our stall, you can't find the second one in the whole town, this is pure leather, beautiful and classy, sister, you look good on your back." ”

Song Jinse had a sweet smile on his face, looking simple and cute, very pleasing, "My family has something to leave, let me keep an eye here, sister, if you want, just give me eight cents and five, this dad sells it for a dollar here, I like beautiful sister, so I'll give you a cheaper." ”

"Eight cents and five, so expensive. ”

"It's not expensive, this is leather, you can use it for many years, and this is the only one in the town, my sister must be beautiful and temperamental." ”

She had a sweet smile on her face, and the words she said were even more pleasing, and when she said this, she immediately praised the girl a little blushing, and she happily paid for it.

Song Jinse looked at the first money in his hand, and suddenly felt that the whole person was full of energy.

With the first order, there is also the second order and the third order, but those people are not as easy to talk as the girl, and Song Jinse is a little overwhelmed by the bargaining one by one, but he is also a shopping expert in later generations, and he bargained back and forth a few times, and everyone returned satisfied.

There are a total of more than a dozen bags in the stall, and they will be bought in a while, and there are a few who have not bought the hand-painted pattern, and they also paid half of the deposit, saying that they will come to get it again in Ming'er, which makes Liu Yiran, who ran back next to him, dumbfounded.

With eight cents in his hand, he wasn't as excited as he was just now, so he sold a bag, and Song Jinse sold all the rest?

"You won't, five cents will be sold, right?"

"You think I look like a loser?"

Song Jinse pursed his lips and smiled, and the stack of change in his hand shook even more, looking at Liu Yiran stupidly, he was even more convinced of her! I thought it would be good to be able to sell them in the morning, but I didn't expect them all to be sold and make so much money!

Then he and his mother will never have to go hungry again!

When Song Jinse was smiling, he suddenly heard a noisy sound in front of the stall, and turned his head to see that it was the first woman who had just bought a bag, and at this time a middle-aged woman walked over with her ears twisted.

"That's what you bought here, right? You sold this bag!

It was a commanding look.