"Sister, this one is 16 yuan and 8 cents."

Zhao Xinxin hurriedly said.

"It's so expensive!"

The young lady frowned, and gestured on her body again,

"Cheaper it. You're a very average material. It looks okay, but I don't know what to do with washing. ”

Zhao Xinxin shook her head seriously:

"Sister can't be cheap, I'll give you the lowest price."

The young lady's brows furrowed even tighter, and her face was displeased:

"How are you doing business, and you can still not give a penny. Other houses are several dollars cheaper than this one. ”

Zhao Xinxin blushed bitterly and explained seriously:

"Sister, this is really good material, one meter is 6 yuan. We will take the price of this skirt for 14 yuan. Sell you 16 yuan and 8 cents, and only make 20% of your profit. We've made very little money......"

Zhao Xinxin's sincerity is obvious, and it is obvious that she can't impress the curly-haired lady.

The young lady muttered a few words, turned around and went to another house.

Zhao Xinxin sighed, but she was not disappointed, she must have gotten used to it.

Song Xiaoran looked at Zhao Xinxin first, and then couldn't help but look at Zhao Shaokang, and found that he was talking to his brother in a low voice on the side, completely ignoring how his sister sold clothes.

Doing business like this, it's really strange that this stall is not yellow!

Immediately another guest came, glanced at the things on the stall, and left without saying a word.

Song Xiaoran was originally not going to ask too much, but seeing so much small money flying away, although it was not his own, it was just as painful.

"Shin Shin, you usually do this kind of business?"

Zhao Xinxin looked at Song Xiaoran and asked as a matter of course:

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Is there any money you can make from this?" Song Xiaoran was really curious.

"Why are you asking so much?" Zhao Xinxin's small face showed vigilance.

"I'm also planning to set up a stall to make money."

"You're going to set up a stall too? Can you do it? It's hard to set up a stall! You were the eldest lady before, and you can endure this hardship. ”

Don't look at Zhao Xinxin's small person, she speaks one by one, just like an adult.

Just say that her brain disease is not cured yet, and she wants to come out of it.

“…… The last thing I'm afraid of right now is suffering! Song Xiaoran immediately expressed his intentions.

[As long as you can come out and set up a stall like this, I am instantly full of confidence, and the worst will not be worse than you. 】

Song Ximing,......

Fortunately, Kangzi and Xinxin couldn't hear this.

Song Ximing turned his head and asked Zhao Shaokang: "Kangzi, how much can you sell in a day?" My sister is curious, you tell her about it. ”

Zhao Shaokang replied simply: "Usually there are more than 200, but on weekends there can be more than 300." ”

Song Ximing's eyes widened and he was almost frightened: "So many! It wasn't 6,000 or 7,000 a month! ”

Zhao Shaokang was about to speak, but Zhao Xinxin on the side hurriedly replied: "Brother Ming, this is income, and you have to subtract costs and expenses." The purchase money will cost more than 5,000, and the management fee and various miscellaneous expenses will be deducted, and there will be a profit of almost 700 or 800 a month. ”

Song Ximing nodded and said, "That's a lot." Ordinary people only go to work. ”

Zhao Shaokang also nodded and said, "Yes, it's not bad." It is also thanks to Shin Shin that last year I suggested setting up a stall to sell clothes. This year, the management fee for this piece has been raised quite a bit. ”

Song Ximing gave a thumbs up: "Xinxin is smart when she is young, and her head is fast." ”

Zhao Xinxin heard the two brothers praise herself, her eyes almost narrowed, and she smiled and glanced at Song Xiaoran on the side proudly.

Song Xiaoran couldn't help but splash her cold water when she saw the little eyes of the demonstration: "Such a good place, it's satisfying to sell it for 800!" Which of the clothing stalls on this street is not better than here? ”

Zhao Xinxin clenched her little fists: "...... They, their good business is all scammed! They don't tell the truth when they sell clothes! ”

Song Xiaoran smiled and teased: "It turns out that you also know that your business is the worst." ”

"You, you, you!"

"I don't know the reason for my poor business. Strange people are abducted, so is there no way to make money without cheating? How can business geniuses and business tycoons be at this level! ”

"What genius, what big guy, who are you sarcastic! What do you know? Have you ever sold something? Zhao Xinxin's face turned red.

"I haven't sold it," Song Xiaoran, who said that he was leaking, couldn't help but feel a little weak, but he was still very honest, and he said whatever he wanted in his heart, "But let me sell it, at least sell ten times better than now." ”

"Hmph, big talk. You, cough cough ......" Zhao Xinxin's face was full of disbelief, she gasped for breath, and even coughed violently.

"Sister!"

Zhao Shaokang hurriedly came over, poured a glass of water from the thermos and gave it to his sister, patted her on the back gently, and glared at Song Xiaoran fiercely with his eyes.

"What are you doing, big guy? Want to kill someone? Song Xiaoran was also taken aback by this look, thinking that your sister provoked me first, is it necessary to have two sentences in the novel?

"Sister!" Song Ximing hurriedly came over and pulled Song Xiaoran aside, and whispered, "Xinxin has asthma, and her mood swings can't be too big." ”

"Huh?"

Song Xiaoran looked at Zhao Xinxin with her shoulders propped on her legs, shaking violently, unable to breathe, and looked pained.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know."

"yes, Yasuko, I forgot to say it. Blame me, don't blame Xiao Ran. ”

Song Ximing also hurriedly came over to help take out the white pills for asthma that he carried with him.

Zhao Shaokang's face was a little better, he no longer stared at Song Xiaoran, and said in a low voice: "It's not all her to blame." Now that the nights are getting colder and colder, Shin Shin is prone to illness. I told her to go back early, but she didn't want to. ”

"I'm leaving, brother, what are you doing, how are you selling?" Zhao Xinxin's little face was flushed, and her speech was intermittent.

"Stop talking, drink some more water and rest." Zhao Shaokang comforted his sister gently, grabbed her hand, and began to massage her tiger mouth rhythmically.

"Hey, are you still in business? Does this dress sell or not? ”

At this moment, another guest came to patronize, and an eldest sister who stepped on high heels, dressed fashionably, and was slightly chubby, just picked up the green dress that she hadn't sold just now.

"Sell, sell, of course sell, how much does this cost?" The Zhao brothers and sisters didn't have time to deal with it, so Song Ximing hurriedly greeted him and wanted to help.

The brothers and sisters of the Zhao family were just about to speak, but Song Xiaoran rushed to answer: "Eldest sister, this one costs 25 yuan!" ”

"What, 25! It's so expensive, why don't you grab it! The big sister muttered in high heels.

Zhao Xinxin saw that Song Xiaoran took advantage of her illness to retaliate against her and smash her business, her face turned even redder, and her body twitched even more angrily.

And Zhao Shaokang also glared at Song Xiaoran, once again suspecting her of bad intentions.

Now that the ducks are on the shelves, Song Xiaoran simply let go, and came directly to the eldest sister, with his back to the Zhao brothers and sisters, forcibly separating the cannibalistic gaze of the two of them.