It was not yet eight o'clock when I returned to campus, and there were already some students hurrying around the campus, ready to go to the first class in the morning. Chen Ying came to the front of the freshman building, took out old newspapers from her backpack and spread them on the ground. The proprietress arranged the thermos neatly in two rows. Boss Guo unloaded the box and left, he was going to the copy shop to prepare for the opening. These colorful plastic products are very attractive on campus, and in a short time they attract a group of students who stop to watch.

"Senior sister, how much is that?" A girl who was shorter than Chen Ying pointed to a small red basin and asked timidly.

"Three small pots, five large pots." Chen Ying replied skillfully. She had already negotiated the price with the proprietress the day before, she was in charge of keeping the accounts, and the proprietress collected the money.

"Senior sister, I want ten hangers." A square-faced boy with glasses said as he held up two handfuls of bean green hangers.

"Okay, ten."

"I still want this thermos—" the short girl spoke again, "how much is it?" ”

"A small basin with a thermos - well, twenty-three." Chen Ying smiled.

"I want two large basins—"

"I want a thermos—"

"Five hangers—"

"Get me a row of coat hooks—"

As the sun rose, Chen Ying became more and more busy, and the booth was well chosen, and the freshmen could see it as soon as they left the dormitory building. Many old students also came to join in the fun when they saw this scene. Chen Ying and the proprietress didn't even bother to drink.

"Chen Ying!" Someone shouted in the crowd. Chen Ying didn't look up, she didn't want to see any classmates at this time.

"Why are you here?" Qin Hong squeezed to her side, he was wearing a clean sweatshirt, plastic slippers on his feet, and his hair was dripping down.

"Well, it's selling." Chen Ying didn't look up and just checked the account, and then she said to a tall boy, "Okay - a hook and a basin - your total is fifteen yuan." ”

"Come, what do you want?" Qin Hong suddenly asked a girl with two braids next to him. She was holding up the two plastic basins and comparing them.

"How much does that pot cost?" Qin Hong leaned over and asked Chen Ying in a low voice.

"Five."

"What else do you see, buy it all-" Qin Hong persuaded the girl. As he spoke, he stacked the two pots and handed them to her together, "Look, it's exactly a pair, and if it's broken, there's a spare one." ”

The girl's face flushed.

"Would you like a few more hangers? Can the clothes hang in the cupboard? Qin Hong said and took out two hangers from the box, "The clothes can't be stacked well for a long time, so they have to be hung up." ”

"These total...... How much? The girl asked softly.

"Twenty in all." Chen Ying glanced at Qin Hong as she spoke, he was recommending hot water bottles to a few girls who had just come over.

With Qin Hong's help, the goods that were originally planned to be sold for one day were sold out just after noon. After cleaning up the garbage on the stall, Chen Ying and the proprietress returned to the copy shop, where it was already past the meal, and the two children were nibbling on the cold steamed buns left over from the morning.

"That little brother is very enthusiastic, it can't be your boyfriend, right?" The proprietress asked with a smile while stir-frying, a puff of blue smoke rose from the pan, Chen Ying smelled the aroma of bean sprouts, and she remembered that she hadn't eaten lunch in a trance.

"It's not." Chen Ying said cautiously.

"He's a good boy—how hard he worked just now." The proprietress poured the dishes into the plates, and the two boys hurriedly ran over with old bamboo chopsticks and hurriedly stuffed the dishes into their mouths.

"Then I'll think about it." Chen Ying smiled.