"Which rouge is better, husband?" Zhao Qingmei looked at the rouge on the stall, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Tan Yun looked left and right on the side, and also looked over when he heard Zhao Qingmei's words.

Does my uncle even know rouge?

"Do I think .........?"

An Jing took a closer look at the side, and then muttered, "Boss, your rouge tastes good?" ”

Tan Yun was a little confused: "??? ”

Isn't my uncle stupid!

Can this rouge still be eaten as a side dish?

Zhao Qingmei's face turned red beside her, and then she glared at An Jing fiercely, she was not like An Jing, she could be so presumptuous and open-mouthed in public.

"Guest officer, if it tastes, Jinhua rouge is the best, not only smelling floral, but also sweet."

The peddler smiled heartily on the side, then looked at Zhao Qingmei and said, "Madam, our rouge is all first-class goods, and they are all high-quality rouge juice, which is cleaned and steamed with flower dew." As long as you pick a little hairpin and wipe it on your lips, it is enough to melt it with a little water and wipe it in the palm of your hand, which is enough to pat your face. ”

"In that way, the quality is very good." Zhao Qingmei picked up a box of rouge and looked at it carefully.

"The quality must be good, if it is stained with water and the color is light, it will definitely not cost money." The peddler hurried.

An Jing said on the side: "Then you can bring me a light-colored one." ”

The peddler's hands froze, and his smile froze.

"Poof!"

Tan Yun couldn't hold back for a while when he heard his uncle's words, and coaxed: "I also want a light-colored one, as you said, the light-colored one doesn't need money." ”

Uncle is so bad! It's all said by my uncle.

"Don't listen to the two of them, pick up these two boxes of rouge."

Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing and pointed to the two wooden boxes on the stall.

"Okay."

The vendor breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and hurriedly wrapped the two boxes of rouge, "A box of Jinhua rouge and a box of brocade rouge are a total of three hundred yuan." ”

Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows and said, "Three hundred yuan is too expensive, right?" ”

"Madam, this is the best Golden Flower Rouge and Jin Rouge, it's really not expensive, otherwise, you give me two hundred and ninety dollars." The peddler had a smile on his face, and it seemed to him that of the three, the beautiful lady in front of him should be the best one to talk to.

"It's still too expensive, can it be cheaper?" Zhao Qingmei shook her head regretfully.

"Two hundred and eighty-five texts, it really can't be less."

The peddler gritted his teeth and feigned a look of heartache.

Zhao Qingmei sighed, "Forget it, my husband can't earn much silver a year, and this rouge is too much burden for him." ”

As she spoke, Zhao Qingmei pulled An Jing, who wanted to speak and stopped, and walked into the distance.

"Madam, don't go, two hundred and eighty wen, two hundred and eighty wen will be given to you." The peddler hurriedly shouted.

Zhao Qingmei pulled An Jing as if turning a deaf ear, and then continued to walk forward.

"Madam, don't go, how much do you say?"

The hawker was in a hurry.

"Two hundred and fifty wen." Zhao Qingmei thought for a while.

"Two hundred and fifty wen is unlucky in our hometown, two hundred and forty wen." An Jing couldn't help laughing beside him.

"Then two hundred and forty wen, I'll listen to my husband." Zhao Qingmei said and looked at the vendor.

"Two hundred and forty points, that's impossible." When the peddler heard this, his eyes widened, and he shook his head again and again, "At least at least two hundred and fifty wen, absolutely no less." ”

Tan Yun listened to it, and her heart suddenly moved, and she was just about to speak when she heard Zhao Qingmei say.

"Forget it, let's go over there."

I saw Zhao Qingmei pulling An Jing towards the southwest night market.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

.......

"Madame, stay here, two hundred and forty wen will be two hundred and forty wen!"

The peddler shouted with a sigh.

The cold wind that blew two cups of tea here and drank it for a long time, this is still the only guest today.

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this, Tan Yun's eyes widened, and then he gave Zhao Qingmei a thumbs up.

An Jing also didn't expect that Zhao Qingmei would still master such a skill.

The peddler sighed and said, "Madam, you are as beautiful as a fairy, I didn't expect you to be a good bargainer, I haven't seen such a powerful opponent as you for a long time, I will sell it to Madame at a loss today, and use Madame's peerless face to please a good fortune." ”

"Then help me pack it up." Zhao Qingmei chuckled.

"Okay, madam, take it."

The peddler was quick with his hands and feet, and the two boxes of rouge were quickly wrapped.

"It's money, count it."

Zhao Qingmei took out the money and put it on the stall, looked at An Jing and said, "Let's go." ”

"Okay."

An Jing Ma brought up the rouge.

The vendor squatted down and counted the money on the stall, and then was slightly stunned.

"Huh...... That's 300 yuan? Madam! Madame, you give too much! ”

........

The lights are dim and the breeze is warm.

"Miss, you were really amazing just now." Tan Yun couldn't help but sigh: "That vendor is going to sell it to you at a loss." ”

"It's just a psychological game."

Zhao Qingmei smiled faintly and said: "He said that he was selling at a loss, but he was just fooling you, if he really lost money, why did he sell it?" These rouges won't break for a short time? ”

An Jing nodded beside him, agreeing with Zhao Qingmei's words.

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and no one will do a loss-making business, so Tan Yun believed the hawker's words.

"Husband, do you think I'm good-looking now?"

Zhao Qingmei took out a box of rouge, and then gently wiped it on her lips.

The eyes are full of spring water, and the clear waves are looking forward to it, which makes people can't help but want to kiss Fangze and find out.

"Good-looking, my wife is good-looking at all times." An Jing didn't think about it, and replied skillfully.

"That's all good-looking, when do you like me the most?" A hint of cunning appeared in Zhao Qingmei's eyes.

That's a proposition.

An Jing's heart moved, looked at the red lips, and said, "My favorite is when you are spitting and spitting." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingmei's face turned red to the base of her neck.

Tan Yun leaned over like a kitten, and then looked puzzled.

"Don't you want to eat it, now it's good to see if it's delicious."

Zhao Qingmei was ashamed and angry, swiped her fingers, and then pointed out a ball of rouge and smeared it on An Jing's mouth.

An Jing subconsciously pursed his lips, and suddenly his lips were bright as blood.

Tan Yun stroked his palm and smiled on the side: "My uncle is very beautiful, no wonder Han Wenxin likes to eat wine with my uncle, if I am Han Wenxin, I also like to eat and drink with my uncle." ”

"You can't talk nonsense."

An Jing heard this and said urgently.

When I thought of Han Wenxin's obscene and obscene appearance, I couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Hahahaha!"

When Zhao Qingmei saw this, she also smiled and bent over.

Her big eyes are pretty, the water covers the mist, the corners of her small mouth are upturned, revealing two pear vortices, and her laughter is even more crisp and pleasant.

And Tan Yun also bit his lip and forced a smile.

"Laugh when you want." An Jing said angrily.

"Goose goose goose ......." Tan Yun was unscrupulous and laughed out loud.

Seeing the two of them laughing forward and backward, the corners of An Jing's mouth rose slightly, and he also laughed.

I've been looking for the spring of half my life, and you just smile.

........