When the audience in the live broadcast room was shocked, Su Chenfei had already directly controlled Ma Kang.

He asked the old man next to him to help call the police, but the old man nodded, but shouted loudly: "Come on, there are human traffickers caught here, come and call the police!" ”

In a few words, I asked the people from the stall next to me to come over to help.

After a while, the police came. The effect of the truth charm is still there, and the police asked what the trafficker answered, and told the story that his organization had abducted a child not long ago.

The police hurriedly took the person back to the police station for interrogation, but they didn't have time to ask how they found out.

After all, the whereabouts of children are important, so ask them early and find them early.

The traffickers were beaten away, and Mianmian saw that many people had already come to the market on the street, so she stood up and stretched out to get ready to get to work.

At this time, all kinds of sounds in the street converge, even if you use a weighing pan.

So Mianmian handed the weighing pan to Su Chenfei, ready to let Su Chenfei ring.

The old man next to him saw that the big and small ones were about to beat the weighing pan as gongs and drums, and said with a smile: "What are the babies doing in such a primitive way?" Now there is a loudspeaker, and you can shout with a loudspeaker. ”

Mianmian tilted her head: "We don't have a horn." ”

"Ouch, this little girl, it's so cute, you wait, grandpa will go to grandpa's old friend to borrow a horn for you."

The old man asked Su Chenfei to help watch the stall, got up and walked towards the street.

After a while, the old man walked back and stared at Mianmian strangely.

Mianmian took the initiative to ask, "Grandpa, what's wrong?" ”

The old man handed the horn to the little milk dumpling and asked, "Mianmian little baby, you gave a pill to a grandfather who sells chickens that day, do you remember?" ”

Mianmian nodded: "Remember." ”

The grandfather who sold the chicks gave them rhubarb and yellow, so she gave them a pill because the old man was a good man but had a serious heart disease.

"Ouch, it's really you." The old man clapped his hands, "But God, that day Lao Yang suddenly felt angina, took out the medicine and fed it to him, but he didn't expect it to be fine all of a sudden, and said that he was ready to thank you." ”

"No thanks, Mianmian is just giving a gift in return." Smiling.

The old man was happy: "I must thank you, you have saved his life." Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, you sell watermelons. ”

The old man returned to his stall and asked Su Chenfei how to use the horn.

Su Chenfei taught Mianmian to press the button on it, and Mianmian learned it at once, recorded a few sentences of advertising, and pressed it to play it in a loop.

The cute little milk voice immediately sounded: "Sweet big watermelon, round big watermelon, fresh big watermelon, 1 piece of five pounds!" Come and buy it! ”

Pedestrians walking on the street were attracted by the sound. Usually, everyone wants to sell things, and they use the voice of adults, and there will be no such cute little cute baby to shout advertisements.

Many people gathered here and stared at Mianmian curiously.

The market was full of residents of the town and nearby villages, and it was rare to see such a small milk dumpling carved in pink and jade. The little milk dumplings also smiled very sweetly, and when they saw people, they asked if they wanted to buy watermelon, and they could taste it for free.

Seeing that there were more and more people, Mianmian turned off the horn.

She picked up a large watermelon and put it on the mat in front of her, and made a cutting motion with her little hand: "Mianmian is going to cut the watermelon." ”

"Hey, this little doll has so much strength? can afford to hold such a big watermelon, at least 10 pounds. ”

"Indeed, those two little kids, I'm afraid they are not a strong man."

"She said she was going to cut the watermelon, how are you going to cut it?"

When everyone's curiosity was aroused, there was a continuous "hey", and the little hand cut on the watermelon like a knife, and the speed was so fast that it was almost out of the afterimage.

Over there, in order to film this scene, the staff quietly put the camera on the watermelon cart.

Although the angle is not good, it is better than reality.

As soon as he found the shooting angle, the watermelons under Mianmian's hands spread out in a rice-shaped shape. The incision was cracked and not neat, but being able to open the watermelon like this with bare hands was enough to surprise the people at the scene and the audience in the live broadcast room.

"This baby has the ability, he actually cut the watermelon with his hands, it's amazing."

"This watermelon is really good, it looks so red, it should be very sweet."

"Little baby, taste a piece."

Someone told Mianmian that they wanted to taste a piece and take a look.

Mianmian happily handed over a piece: "Okay, Mianmian has eaten it herself, it's very sweet." ”

The aunt took a bite and thought it was really sweet, so she decided to buy it.

Su Chenfei picked a rod scale to weigh two pounds.

His operation was very smooth, and the audience in the live broadcast room was very surprised: [It turns out that our seven young people will still use such an ancient scale.] ]

[It's really a treasure artist, I thought that the children of the richest family didn't touch the spring water with their fingers, but I didn't expect Su Chenfei to know anything.] ]

The watermelon was weighed 8 catties and 4 taels, and Su Chenfei calculated it according to 8 catties and received 12 yuan.

Originally, the aunt wanted to give the money to Su Chenfei, but Su Chenfei smiled and said, "Auntie, the boss is my aunt and grandmother, you just give her the money." ”

The aunt was surprised that the little milk doll was so senior, and she was amazed and left with the watermelon.

Others saw that the aunt's watermelon was wiped off, and thought that this young man would do business, and also said that they wanted to buy watermelon. You know, the town has a monopoly on fruits, but it has never been so generous, and it is good if you don't secretly do things with the good fruits.

The scene was very hot for a while, and Mianmian held a loudspeaker to let everyone line up.

As soon as she finished speaking, the voice of the horn came from the other end again: "I said folks, you bought watermelons to eat here here today, but I think they are outsiders, and I am afraid that you will have no place to buy fruit after leaving." ”

Hearing the voice, the people gathered in front of Mianmian turned their heads one after another, their eyes revealing fear of this person.

The person holding the horn is called Yang Daji, and the Yang family was born as bandits before the founding of the Dragon Kingdom. But the family still acts with a bit of banditry.

Yang Daji's father was originally half a scholar, but the old man has changed, who knows that Yang Daji inherited the profession of his ancestors, and he actually mixed up again.

If it weren't for Yang Daji's father to be more civilized, Yang Daji might have monopolized other industries.

Now Yang Daji said that they bought fruit here, and after the people in these two cities left, they would have no place to buy fruit, which was definitely not a joke.

As a result, the residents who lived in the town and had no land to plant were frightened and turned around and left.

And those who live in the village and don't grow watermelons in the village are afraid that other fruits they grow will not be harvested, and they will rot in the ground without sales channels, and they don't dare to buy watermelons.

Mianmian saw that the people who bought watermelons were running away, and she was very angry, and her little face bulged.

And Yang Daji also walked to the stall at this time, with a smile on his face like Maitreya Buddha, but what he said made people angry: "Children, I know that you are needed by the show, but I'm sorry, the fruits in our town can only be sold from my Yang Daji, and this rule cannot be broken, so your watermelons today are destined to not be sold." ”

Mianmian stared at Yang Daji's fat face.

She has always opened her eyes to the sky, and now she can see the fate of people more clearly.

"It's because of you that your father's health is not good." Mianmian frowned, "I helped your dad last time, but if you continue like this, the bad things you did will still work on your dad." ”

Yang Daji didn't expect a three-year-old child to speak so viciously!

He frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?" My dad is in good health, go quickly, don't set up a stall here to get in the way of my uncle's eyes. ”

As soon as Yang Daji's words fell, he was kicked in the ass.

"Who the kicked Lao Tzu? Don't want to live anymore? He scolded and turned his head to see clearly who was smiling later: "Ah, it's Dad." ”

"Unfilial son, who do you let go? She saved your life and my life, and you dare to drive her away? The old man was huffing.

(End of chapter)