Twenty taels? Cut.

The stall owner sneered in his heart.

He has been busy here for half a month, and the things he sold don't add up to twenty taels, and she actually thinks that she can sell twenty taels of things in one night?

How can it be.

Since there are people who don't want money to help him sell, he is happy.

The stall owner nodded immediately.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you can sell more than twenty taels of silver before tonight, then no matter how much you sell, I will give you half of it."

Xu Shu took out a pen and paper from his stall and handed the pen to him, "Write a deed, so that you won't be red at that time, and you won't give it to me." ”

The stall owner sighed, wrote a note very happily, and muttered as he wrote, "It's like how many things you can sell." ”

The stall owner finished writing and handed it to Xu Shu.

Xu Shu took it, it was a very ordinary word, she was a scholar in the literature department, she had studied ancient literature, and naturally knew everything.

Went through it from top to bottom, there was nothing wrong with the note, and Xu Shu carefully put it away.

The stall owner said disapprovingly, "Do you really think you can sell twenty taels of things?" ”

Xu Shu didn't say much to him, just rolled up his sleeves.

The stall owner watched her toss for a long time.

Xu Shu first cleaned up all the stalls full of things.

Originally, the stall owner made up his mind today to use a dazzling array of strategies to attract the attention of others, after all, the night market of Qixi Festival is similar to the temple fair, isn't it.

People who visit the lantern festival naturally go wherever they see the dazzling.

Xu Shu actually received all the things in the bag.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

The stall owner couldn't stand it anymore, so how could she sell it if she took it in?

Xu Shu ignored him.

The stall owner barely held himself back and continued to look at her.

The stall is already empty.

Many people passed back and forth, and they all took a curious look at her stall.

"Sold out so early?"

"Why is there nothing in this stall?"

"Nothing to sell?"

"You're going to close the stall, right?"

“...”

The stall owner was in a hurry in the back, but later he couldn't bear it anymore and ran out to solicit customers.

"No, no, there are many good things in the stall, and the guest officers will stay and take a look."

But in the face of an empty stall, no matter what he said, it was useless.

The stall owner was so anxious that he was about to stomp his feet, he regretted making this agreement with Xu Shu, and he didn't know how much water he would lose in the end.

Xu Shu was still unhurriedly arranging things.

The stall owner didn't rush her, at least he could see her put things out the same.

The passers-by saw that she was neatly stacked, and stopped with some curiosity, wanting to see what she was doing.

The stall owner gave Xu Shu a look and motioned for her to hurry up and greet the guests.

Xu Shu didn't raise his head, still focusing on what he was doing.

"What are you doing, don't you see so many people?"

Xu Shu still looks light and breezy.

The stall owner was angry, and he didn't care about the agreement with her, so he walked around to the front of the stall, with a smile on his face.

"Madam, look at us here, rouge gouache has everything, this hairpin, look at it, especially for you."

The woman took the thing and looked at it, her expression was not satisfied or dissatisfied, as if she was lacking in interest, she looked at it casually, pulled her husband and left.

A few more people came from behind, all of whom didn't look interested.

The stall owner was anxious, looked at Xu Shu and said, "Grandma, what do you want?" ”