If it weren't for the big rules of Donglaifang, why did all the other small vendors walk around the door of their gambling house?

It's not that you don't like money.

But the expression on the steward's face became even more strange after hearing this sentence, and he said hesitantly:

"They say that little girl who can do the things of them."

That's right, it's the little kid in their young owner's mouth, a little girl about three and a half years old.

This thing sounds as unreliable as it sounds, and when the steward replies, he is afraid that he will be thrown out by their young owner.

But fortunately, their young owners didn't look very angry.

"I'll go and see if this little kid can still be a demon."

As he spoke, the young owner came to the front of the squeaky them.

Squeak happily greeted their first guest today, and it was bound to be an order, but as soon as he looked up, hey, this person is so familiar.

The children muttered, and the business was like watching the excitement, only the young owner and Squeak asked and answered, and the progress was quite decent.

Li Dahu vigilantly looked at the young man in front of him who was a few years older than him, and then looked at the pink and tender squeaks around him, and his heart rose on guard.

In recent years, there are still many traffickers who abduct and sell children.

However, the disturbances and thoughts of the outside world can't interfere with Squeak and Shaodong.

“...... Oh, sell gnats in my place, how are you going to sell them? ”

Li Dahu heard that the young man was not in a hurry.

Squeaked his fingers and seriously told the young owner about his big plan to sell the grasshopper.

The sentences she said were not very long, and they didn't sound easy to understand at first glance, but Shao Dong didn't sound troublesome.

"Buy something here, you're going to give me money, you know?" brat

"Give money?"

Booth money?

I don't know much about squeaky and other things, but I am naturally sensitive to money, and when I hear him say that he gives high money, I am vigilant in my heart.

His eyes widened as he tried to see what was going on.

Brat.

The young owner was amused, but he was rarely patient, and continued: "How is it? Do you have any money? ”

Money is only earned and not given away.

Squeak is a little Pixiu who only gets in and can't get out, but when he heard the young owner say this, Squeak didn't understand it, and Li Dahu was unhappy.

"It's not selling in your store! Why do you have to collect money! Isn't it bullying! ”

When the other friends heard it, they also followed: "Yes, bully!" ”

"Why do you take our money!"

"We still need so much money, and we haven't sold the grasshoppers all the time!"

Before it opened, someone asked them to take money out of their pockets, whether it was an adult or a child, it was not necessarily so easy to be fooled.

The young owner was not in a hurry to collect the money, but said nonchalantly: "No way, I have the final say here, I don't believe you can try." ”

Li Dahu has always disliked reasoning, whoever has the biggest fist speaks, he is also impatient and irritable in the face of the young owner who is a few years older than him, and when he was about to roll up his sleeves, he suddenly heard a small milk voice squeaking in his ears:

"Then you're going to buy our gnats?"

The squeaky little brain melon is moving around quickly, and it is impossible to pay for the stall or something, but she feels that she can directly wholesale.

Selling 10 people is also selling, selling one person is also selling, if one person can solve all the gnats, that sounds pretty good, doesn't it?

The young owner squinted, bent over and squeaked at eye level: "Sell it to me?" ”

The more Squeak thought about it, the more reliable she felt, so Huanhuan nodded: "Hmm! ”