Chapter VII Bazaar

Shen Yuerong took her younger brother all the way to Fenglin Town.

Maple Grove is just a small town, with only a few shops on the street.

At the door of the shop, there were three or two customers haggling.

The closest to Shen Yuerong's sister and brother is a small dim sum shop, and Xiao Er is boredly waving a pu fan to drive away the flies that steal food.

There is a small street in the middle of the town, which is a regular market place.

In the narrow streets, the vendors put their items on both sides of the street in a regular manner, and Shen Yuerong strode into the market with his younger brother.

There are not many pedestrians in the bazaar, and there is no loud noise as expected, only the sound of sparse selling.

But looking at the items, it is also quite rich, there are some common daily necessities such as salt, vegetables and fruits, as well as some noodle stalls and wontons that can quickly satisfy the stomach, and there is also a wine shop for everyone to rest.

"Nian'er, are you hungry? Sister will buy you something delicious first. ”

The young man followed him for an hour, and looked at his younger brother Shen Yuerong, who was a little tired, and felt a little distressed.

"Sister, Nian'er is not hungry, Nian'er is a little man, I want to help my sister make money, you can't spend money indiscriminately!"

The milky sound is a little hoarse with the dry throat.

Shen Nianhua licked his lips that were dry from hurrying, and looked at his sister firmly with blinking eyes.

Shen Yuerong touched his brother's head: "Okay, good, Nian is a little man, then let's take a walk around first to see how to make money!" ”

Shen Nianhua nodded, his big black eyes and his aura were compelling.

My sister is my closest person, and I must help my sister!

Shen Yuerong walked slowly down the street, and Shen Nianhua obediently followed.

Poultry stalls, vegetable stalls, melon and fruit stalls and other types of money are too slow, and besides, people have been selling them for so long, and it is not easy for them to stick in by themselves.

Shen Yuerong, a dim sum shop on the street, is quite interested, she was a baking expert in her previous life.

But looking at this depressed street, there is also a pastry shop that has no customers, Shen Yuerong knows that the people here are still affordable, and the delicate food of pastries is not full and expensive, and ordinary people will not go in to consume.

A little further afield is a tailor's shop, and she, who knows 21st century clothes, should she do some fancy clothes to sell?

No, looking at the clothes of the people here are patches and patches, it is not easy to dress properly and fit, who wants to buy fancy clothes?

Moreover, this is a feudal society, and wearing strange clothes is probably going to be poked in the back.

Walking and walking, the sister and brother walked to the door of the wine shop, which not only sold some home-made wine, but also sold some snacks and the like.

This Shen Yuerong didn't think it was difficult.

In this barren land, everyone is mainly fed, and eating well is luxury.

Shen Yuerong is not very good at craftsmanship, but she eats a lot and sees a wide range of things, and her innovation ability alone will definitely kill the wine shops in this area.

The problem is that Shen Yuerong only has a penny of money, which can buy 100 baked cakes for a penny, and it is really not easy to do some business!

Shen Yuerong couldn't help but be a little frustrated when she saw this way.

He is a senior financial planner who handles countless amounts of money.

When it comes to the ability to make money, she is a master in the 21st century, which is full of talents.

But when I arrived in this backward and remote village, it was useless at all, and I couldn't even find a way to make a living.

Shen Yuerong had a sad face, her two delicate eyebrows wrinkled together, and her long black hair was messily glued to Bai Xi's face because she hadn't rested all the way.

"Sister, sister, don't be unhappy, we've only walked half the street, maybe we'll be able to find a way to make money if we walk around again!"

Shen Nianhua saw that her sister's face was wrong, and pulled her sister's skirt, with an innocent smile on her immature face.

"Sister, you are the best! You can beat the bad guys, and you'll definitely make money! ”

Shen Yuerong listened to her younger brother trying so hard to comfort herself, and her heart was very useful.

Even for the sake of this dearest brother, what is she to be frustrated about?

She adjusted her mood, squatted down, put her hand on her brother's shoulder, and said easily, "How can my sister be unhappy?" Let's take a look! ”

"Selling ginseng, selling ginseng, thirty years old ginseng sold cheaply......"

A shouting sound came into Shen Yuerong's ears.

Thirty years? In the 21st century, due to over-exploitation, 10-year-old ginseng is rare, and 30-year-old ginseng is actually sold on the street!!

Shen Yuerong thought that this was a good livelihood, digging ginseng did not require capital, and the selling price of ginseng was high.

Although the people in the village cannot afford to consume this high-priced tonic, there are still rich people in the county.

Feasible!

Now all you need to know is where to dig for ginseng.

Shen Yuerong rolled her eyes, and pulled her younger brother to the stall selling ginseng.

The little brother who sells ginseng looks like he is in his early thirties, his face is full of pits, his height is less than 1.5 meters, and his upper body is long and his lower body is short.

The fat face is covered with a pair of mung bean mouse eyes, and the eyebrows above the eyes are almost invisible.

"Girl, come and see my ginseng, I'm all newly dug up, and it's definitely a thirty-year-old ginseng!"

When the little brother who sold ginseng saw Shen Yuerong coming, he immediately picked up a piece of ginseng and bent over to introduce it flatteringly.

"You are so smart, you eat my ginseng, and the longer you grow, the more beautiful you are! My younger brother is small and grows taller, and if you touch this ginseng again, the skin is very old! ”

Shen Yuerong stretched out her hand and touched this ginseng, the skin was indeed very rough, it really looked like an old ginseng.

"Boss, you have a good ginseng, where did you dig it?"

Shen Yuerong was afraid that the stall owner would see what she meant, so she asked casually.

Who knew that the stall owner was angry when he heard Shen Yuerong's question, and opened his mouth like a thunderbolt: "You little girl's family, do you want to buy it?" Don't buy it, don't mess around! ”

The ginseng stall owner stood on tiptoe, leaning towards Shen Yuerong, his face shaking.

"I didn't expect you to be so young and so attentive, and you actually wanted to talk to me. If I tell you where I dug it, what will I do in business in the future! ”

Shen Yuerong looked at the stall owner's angry appearance and felt that there was something wrong with her intuition.

I just asked casually, he didn't say anything, why did he drive himself away so fiercely?

"If it's really old ginseng, why do you sell it on a stall instead of a pharmacy?"

Shen Yuerong took a closer look at the ginseng in the frame, and sure enough!

The ginseng is not only old, but also yellow or brown in color, although the ginseng in this basket is old, it is very white.

I only blamed myself for making money just now, and I didn't think about it carefully.

Shen Yuerong cleared her throat, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a touch of mockery: "Boss, although your ginseng skin is old, how do I feel that the color is wrong, and the texture doesn't seem to be right!" ”

Seeing that he was about to be recognized, the ginseng stall owner stomped his feet angrily and stammered in denial: "You are a hillbilly, have you ever eaten ginseng?" What do you know? ”

Shen Yuerong didn't want to cut off people's money, but who let this stall owner provoke someone who shouldn't be messed with.

She snorted lightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a touch of mockery: "Are you not counting whether it is true or false?" Too lazy to talk nonsense with you! Next time, let me see you selling ginseng here, and I'll take you to the official! ”

The ginseng stall owner looked at this young but well-informed little girl, and only sighed in his heart that he was unlucky.

He didn't want to be dragged to see the official, so he packed up his stall and ran away.

Shen Yuerong snorted lightly, and suddenly felt a small hand pulling at the corner of her clothes.

"Sister, you see a lot of people there!"