Bang dang! The shopkeeper opened the door of the storeroom, and a musty smell came to his face.

The room was a little dark, and Zhihua looked at it for a long time before he saw four pieces of cloth in the corner. It is indeed a good plain silk, but now it is red and green.

"Well, it's these pieces of cloth. Look at it, and if you see it, take it. The shopkeeper left Fang Aniang and them and waited outside the warehouse.

"Auntie, this cloth is like this, can it still be used?" Zhiqin hugged a piece of cloth and was very embarrassed.

"Painting, can this cloth still be used when it is like this? Why don't we buy it. Seeing the condition of this cloth, A-Niang was also very worried.

Zhihua smiled, "Auntie, don't worry." This color? The daughter has a way. ”

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"How's it going?"

"Shopkeeper, we bought this batch of cloth."

"What?" The shopkeeper looked up from his ledger. According to his thoughts, the cloth would not be sold. I didn't expect anyone to ask for it.

"Shopkeeper, we all need these cloths. You can give us a little cheaper. Zhihua smiled.

"The little girl has spoken, so let's give eight taels of silver, right?" The shopkeeper touched the head of the painting.

"This? Shopkeeper, can it be cheaper? "Fang A-Niang is a little embarrassed, there are still a lot of things that have not been bought, and the money spent on the cloth is a bit much.

"Sister-in-law. I didn't really ask you for more. This is plain silk, and when I first entered, this cloth was worth hundreds of taels. Now I'll let you take eight taels of silver, and you can't lose it. ”

Seeing that the two were deadlocked, Zhihua's big eyes flashed, and he pulled the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, I have a little secret to tell you." ”

The shopkeeper was a little confused, but he still bent down.

"I'll tell you. Those few pieces of cloth had been eaten by the little mice. Zhihua uses a cute children's voice to state the bad news for the shopkeeper.

After hearing this, he was a little unconvinced, and took the cloth and looked at it himself. At this glance, no, there are a few large holes in the cloth that have been gnawed by rats.

The shopkeeper's face was constipated. Now in addition to selling this cloth to the Fang family, it can only sell rag heads. A big bag of rags is only five cents. You know, a thousand wen is one or two silver.

After some fierce bargaining, Fang A-Niang finally succeeded in winning these batches of cloth with five taels of silver, plus two large bags of rags.

The mother carried her things and walked out of the cloth village with joy. Looking at their departing backs, the shopkeeper only felt the cold wind. I've never seen someone who can bargain like this.

"Auntie, you are so powerful, the shopkeeper is speechless." Zhiqi Xingxing looked at A-Niang with his eyes and felt that A-Niang was really amazing.

"What's this? If it weren't for Zhihua, do you think the shopkeeper would give us cheap? ”

"Oh? Little sister, what did you say to the shopkeeper? Zhiqi was full of doubts.

Zhihua laughed, "Actually, it's nothing." I just told him that the cloth had been gnawed by rats. ”

"What! This profiteer, let's go, let's go and return it. "As soon as Zhiqi heard that the cloth was bad, he pulled up Zhihua and had to go back.

"Alas, brother, brother, brother. What are you stupid about? Our cloth is used to make peaches, not clothes. Just avoid the holes. Aren't you going back now to make it clear that you will let the price increase? Zhihua grabbed Zhiqi and quickly explained.

When Zhiqi heard this, he immediately stopped. He scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.

Zhihua ignored him and pulled Zhiqin to leave first.

Then they also bought thin wires, paints, brushes and other materials used to make peaches. When the things were bought, Fang A-Niang only had less than one or two silver left in her hand.

Among them, the expensive painting of the brush is a bit painful. This is the worst kind of brush, and it costs half a tael of silver. It is no wonder that people in the village rarely send their children to school, and only the cost of pen, ink, paper and inkstone is difficult for ordinary people to afford.