Following.

The spring is bright, and the golden sun pours down, dyeing the earth with a layer of hope.

Da Lang followed Old Man Song and sat on the old Cui's ox cart, preparing to go to the county.

Also accompanied by Song Qingyuan, San Lang, and Shiro.

In addition to this, there is a cart of school bags.

Coarse cloth, fine cloth, satin, abound.

Daro, Saburo, Shiro, each carrying one on their backs.

The trio also had different reactions.

Daro is shy, Saburo is calm, and Shiro is ......

"Sister, my schoolbag is so good-looking!" Shiro was beautiful, shaking his body, "I'll carry this to the academy for a walk, they must be envious!" ”

"Sister, you're so good!" Shiro's sweet words came out casually.

Song Qingyuan chuckled.

Bear kids!

Song Qingyuan flicked Shiro's head lightly, "This time I will make you majestic!" ”

In order to sell the schoolbag, Song Qingyuan specially brought San Lang, and Shiro proofed the schoolbag.

San Lang is a child, representing the vast majority of scholars, and the schoolbag on his body is elegant, plain, and practical.

The pattern is embroidered with a pine and cypress figure.

Shiro is a Mengtong, representing a child of enlightenment, with a small schoolbag on his body, embroidered with a vivid tiger, looking clever and cute.

If these two categories are done, the sales of school bags will be proper.

If......

Song Qingyuan looked at Da Lang and said with a smile, "If Brother Da Lang can pass the first test, our schoolbag will not have to worry." ”

Celebrity!

As long as the first sentence of the case, Song Kee's schoolbag is convenient and trouble-free, which is beneficial to students, and can bring many guests to Song Kee.

When Da Lang heard this, his ears turned red, and he whispered, "I'll do my best!" ”

He has confidence in the county test, but he has little grasp of the case.

As he spoke, the ox cart took the river office.

Da Lang, old man Song got out of the car.

Song Qingyuan, San Lang, and Shiro took a cart of schoolbags and went to Song Ji Ready-to-wear Store.

Halfway through the ox cart, Song Qingyuan suddenly shouted, "Second Uncle Cui, stop!" ”

"Yuan'er, what's the matter? Why did you stop? ......" The second child of the Cui family grabbed the cow rope and turned around and asked.

Song Qingyuan said, "Uncle Cui, you send the things to the Song Ji Garment Store first, and a few of us get out of the car and walk over." ”

With that, Song Qingyuan jumped out of the ox cart.

Shiro followed, and Saburo jumped off as well.

Cui Lao Er was puzzled, but still said, "Then I'll go over first......"

After Cui Lao Er left, San Lang asked, "There is still a long way to go, why did you get off the bus?" ”

Song Qingyuan blinked, "The county test is imminent, there are more scholars in the county, we always have to let others see our schoolbags." ”

"Shiro, sing!" Song Qingyuan snapped his fingers.

When Shiro heard this, his eyes lit up, and the time for him to shake his majesty finally arrived.

So, the chubby body jumped happily.

The mouth sang, "The sun shines, the flowers laugh, and there are dreams to run." ”

"The wind is sluggish, the rain is fluttering, and the ideal is on the shoulder."

"If you don't learn, it's not appropriate, and if you don't cut jade, you can't make a weapon."

"Be determined to learn, be diligent, and laugh at all your hardships."

"If you don't learn when you're young, what is old you are, you still need to work hard for a breath."

"The head hangs over the beam, the cone pierces the strands, he doesn't teach, and he is diligent."

"An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time......"

“.......”

"Little little Shiro, carry your schoolbag to school......"

"Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of the wind and rain ......"

"I'm afraid that my husband will scold me for being lazy, uneducated, and shameless to see my father!"

“......”

"I have no knowledge, I have no shame to see my father!"

The immature children's voice, with a cheerful rhythm, spread far away.

Passers-by are looking around.

"Little Chubby Dun, what are you singing?" A young man dressed as a scholar asked.

Shiro raised his head proudly and shouted, "I'm singing an inspirational song!" ”

After speaking, Shiro's hands were put on the schoolbag belt, and the immature voice sounded again, "Little Xiaoshiro, carry the schoolbag to school......"

Schoolbag?

The people around finally noticed the backpack behind Shiro.

"This is the school bag?" Someone asked.

Shiro stopped again, "Yes, this is the school bag!" ”

"This is a schoolbag specially made by Song Ji for the majority of students, this schoolbag ....." Shiro scratched his head, he only remembered the lyrics, and he forgot the rest.

"This bag is simple, lightweight, and easy to carry." Saburo stood up, revealing the schoolbag behind him, "The bookcase is heavy, pressing on our shoulders. ”

"The bag is lightweight, which reduces the burden on the body." Saburo said seriously.

"If you like it, you can go to Song Kee Ready-to-wear Store and buy it yourself."

Song Kee Garment Store?

Everyone knows that Song Kee Garment Store is too famous.

Sweaters, woolen pants, five-finger gloves, fur coats of various colors, it is simply lovely.

Especially the duvet of Song Kee.

It was so warm.

"Isn't this a new product launched by Song Kee Garment Store?" Someone asked curiously.

"Yes!"

This time, Song Qingyuan stood up and said loudly, "This is the new product launched by our Song Kee ready-to-wear store!" ”

"Limited quantities, first come, first served, buy as soon as possible!"

Song Qingyuan's eyes were full of smiles.

Song Ji has a lot of schoolbags, but this does not prevent her from saying that there are very few schoolbags.

Hunger Effect!

She wants Song Ji to lead the trend, and she wants Song Ji to be sought after every time she launches a new product.

Let Song Ji become the benchmark of Yulin County!

............

Song Qingyuan, San Lang, and Shiro have followed many people all the way.

There are those who read the school bag, and there are those who sing along with Shiro.

Especially children, I followed and sang all the way.

Song Qingyuan believes that it won't take long for inspirational songs to become popular in this era.

When I think of inspirational songs, I think of school bags.

When I think of schoolbags, I think of Song Ji.

This is the purpose of Song Qingyuan.

"Dongjia ......" At the door of Song Ji's ready-to-wear store, Bai Chuxia shouted.

The second child of the Cui family has left, and a large number of schoolbags have been moved into the Song Ji ready-to-wear store.

"Put the goods on the table right away!" Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand to beckon.

They are also racing against time, and before other families launch their schoolbags, they will quickly make a fortune and make Song Ji's schoolbags famous.

Hit the lights!

Even makes others think of Song Ji when they mention schoolbags.

In this way, even if it is imitated, everyone will get used to shopping in Song Kee.

What's more, there are VIP discount cards fishing.

Song Qingyuan quickly took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Bai Chuxia, "Sell it at this price!" ”

After speaking, Song Qingyuan took San Lang and Shiro into the store quickly.

People who wanted to buy school bags also followed.

In the early summer of Bai, as soon as one was placed here, someone asked, "How is this schoolbag sold?" ”

Song Qingyuan looked at it, it was a schoolbag made of muslin, embroidered with green bamboo.

"Two hundred wen!" Song Qingyuan made an offer.

"I want it!" The scholar was also neat, took the schoolbag, and handed over the two hundred texts.

"Bring me a schoolbag like this little chubby." A woman, then said.

Song Kee sells out of stock, which often happens.

If you don't buy it now, when will you wait?

When Shiro heard this, he flashed smugness, and his schoolbag was really popular.

Squatting in the counter, looking for, "Here, this is!" Exactly like mine! Shiro handed over the bag.

"Thank you, Chubby!" The woman smiled, "How much do you have?" ”

How much?

Shiro scratched his head and looked at Song Qingyuan.

"This one is made of silk, and it takes one or two." Song Qingyuan Road.

Or!

A bit pricey!

But looking at the workmanship, the fabric, and the embroidery, the woman gritted her teeth and handed over the silver.

"Song Huai'an......" Gu Panpan shouted as he stood at the door of the store.

, I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~