Chapter Eighty-Seven: Selling Vegetables

"Comrade Xiaobai, you wait, I'll take you over to hand it over. You put the basket behind my mother's stall first, and then move it when you have a stall in place. ”

Sun Yuemei didn't worry about Lin Xiaobai, plus when she was in the hotel before, she was helped by Lin Xiaobai, so she could not be bullied by Sister Fan.

It was indeed a little heavy to carry the basket on his back, and it was inconvenient to pay the money, Lin Xiaobai was not polite to Sun Yuemei, and put the basket behind Sun Yuemei's mother's stall.

The place where the booth fee was paid was not far away, and after the turn there was a very small house, about a few square meters, in which lived the people who managed the small market.

"Uncle Fuquan, this is my friend, she also wants to come to our small market to set up a stall to sell vegetables, come and pay the money, you look at the arrangement of a stall, the location is better!"

Sun Yuemei didn't like to talk much when she was in a state-run hotel, but here is her chassis, and she looks much more confident.

The man she called Uncle Fu Quan was a middle-aged man, wearing a Mao suit, looking at them with a smile.

"No problem, let's pay the money first, three yuan a month, if you don't come often, you can pay by the day, three cents a day."

Because some people don't come to set up stalls every day, and it's a bit of a waste to give a month directly, Li Fuquan came up with such a way to let the people who come to set up stalls choose for themselves.

"Okay, I pay the fee on a daily basis, do I pay it together or every day?"

Lin Xiaobai still has a job in a state-run hotel, so it is impossible for him to come to set up a stall every day, but fortunately he can pay it day by day.

Li Fuquan took a small wooden plaque, took out a brush and wrote on it, "Just hand it over when you come every day, what's your name?" ”

In order to facilitate the management of the stall staff in the small market, Li Fuquan made a small wooden sign for them, so that they could recognize who was who every time they inspected, so that it would not be too chaotic.

"My name is Lin Xiaobai, I'm in trouble with Uncle Fuquan."

Lin Xiaobai was not polite to him, and shouted uncle with Sun Yuemei.

Li Fuquan happily helped her write her name.

"Here's your wooden sign, go, I'll take you to the stall."

Lin Xiaobai followed Li Fuquan around the small market for a while and found a relatively good location.

"That's it, when are you not going to set up a stall, return this sign to me, and give this place to someone else."

Li Fuquan patiently explained the role of the wooden card to Lin Xiaobai, and Lin Xiaobai listened carefully.

After sending Li Fuquan away, Lin Xiaobai went to Sun Yuemei's stall to get his own leeks.

Sun Yuemei's mother was very careful and helped Lin Xiaobai cover the basket with a cloth, so that the vegetables would not be exposed to water outside for too long.

Lin Xiaobai said thank you, walked to the stall with his basket on his back, spread a cloth on the ground, and began to set up a stall to sell leeks.

There are a lot of vegetables sold in the small market, but there are few people who sell meat, and meat is a rare thing.

Lin Xiaobai sat on the small bench she carried with her, waiting for someone to come and buy her leeks.

"How do you sell these leeks?"

The young woman wears a really good blouse and carries a long bag, and looks like a female teacher.

"Three cents and one pound, all of them are grown by their own family, and they are guaranteed to be fresh."

Lin Xiaobai's round face coupled with an innocent smile makes people want to believe her involuntarily.

"It looks pretty good, but three cents a pound is too expensive, can it be cheaper?"

The young woman turned around and found that Lin Xiaobai's leeks looked the most tender, so she chose to buy them from Lin Xiaobai.

"The minimum is two cents and five cents, it really can't be missing, and the capital can't be returned."

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