After wearing the book, I started to counterattack

Chapter 19 Selling or not (asking for comments, collections and tickets)
In summer, the sun at [-] o'clock in the morning is very dazzling, and the streets are full of old people who go to work or buy vegetables leisurely early in the morning.

Feng Le moved out the repaired small appliances one by one at such a crowded intersection.

There are TV sets, electric fans, VC players, video recorders, and obsolete radios, and there are always a lot of odds and ends.

Feng Le came early and took a good position. As soon as he opened his mouth to sell, there would definitely be a lot of people coming to hear the news, and the sale would be a big one.

However, Feng Le stood frozen on the street, unable to speak.

Even though she had already simulated it dozens of times in her mind, Feng Le panicked as soon as she arrived at the scene, and she didn't even know what to say.

The whole person seemed to be acupuncture point acupuncture, motionless.

Seeing someone approaching, Feng Le stretched out her hand to cover her face in embarrassment, feeling that her face was reddened by the sun. She had been standing here for more than ten minutes, but her mouth was closed tightly like a clam Tight.

In the end, the aunt who was passing by couldn't help it, and took the initiative to look at the electric fan she liked and asked.

"What's going on here? Is it a stall selling goods?"

Seeing someone asking, Feng Le quickly put down his hands, stood up straight, and nodded quickly.

"exactly."

"What the hell! Is this going to sell? I've been watching you for a long time, and you're so motionless and silent. How can you sell this electric fan?"

The aunt in front of her was obviously a warm-hearted person, she bent down to look at the electric fan she liked, and kept talking non-stop.

"21 electric fans." Feng Le said immediately.

This is the price she has observed these days. The better branded goods are more expensive, while the ordinary ones are cheaper.

After finishing speaking, Feng Le closed his mouth and looked at people eagerly.

"That's the end?" The aunt became more and more satisfied as she looked at it. She is a person who knows the goods, and she can accept the price, so she raised her head and glanced at Feng Le.

I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, this kid came out to set up a stall for the first time, it would be unreasonable not to slash her.

Feng Le looked at the aunt blankly, didn't she tell the price, is there anything else?
Auntie reached out and took out the electric fan, held it in her hand, put on a posture, sank into her dantian, and then said repeatedly.

"You haven't told me where your fan came from, what kind of product it is, whether it's a second-hand product from the warehouse, whether it's almost new, whether it has after-sales service, what functions it has, whether it consumes power, and whether it rotates fast."

Hearing the series of questions from the aunt, Feng Le was completely dumbfounded, and he calmed down before replying in a low voice; "It's second-hand, 20 yuan, I don't know about the others..."

Looking at Feng Le's confused little eyes that don't understand business, the aunt's eyes lit up, her face was full of pickiness, she raised the fan and looked left and right, as if she was not very satisfied.

"Second-hand... tsk, hey, I don't know where it's broken, tsk... someone else used it, and it's scratched... tsk tsk, it's not worth it."

The aunt shook her head and commented on the fan in her hand, and finally revealed her purpose, "That's it, eight yuan."

"I'll take eight dollars."

Feng Le, who was setting up a stall for the first time, didn't understand the twists and turns at all. She thought about the original price of this brand of electric fan, and its now repaired, polished and shiny appearance.

Shaking his head with a serious face, "No, 20 yuan."

"Hey, you are a second-hand one. How about this, I'll give you some more, ten yuan, don't say that the aunt bullies the children." The aunt seemed to take out the money as she said.

Feng Le still shook his head, "Twenty is very cheap, the original one costs one or two hundred."

Seeing that Feng Le would not accept the money, the aunt had no choice but to raise the price again, "The last price is 15 yuan, or I won't take it."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be leaving under the guise of righteousness, but secretly began to count in his heart.

"One, two..."

Generally, people who do business will be willing to reduce the price to this level when they reach this point, and when they see people leaving, they will quickly keep them.

So the aunt was sure that within three steps, Feng Le would be willing to stop her and sell her things.

But Feng Le didn't understand.

When I was young, I didn’t go shopping and bought anything. The clothes I used all the time were donated by others. When I grew up, I bought things online for cheap things. I never went shopping a few times, so Feng Le didn’t know much about the street. What is the deal like.

Seeing the aunt walking away with a look of disdain, Feng Le was a little aggrieved holding the fan, it was already very cheap, why didn't she want it?

These big-brand fans are still difficult to repair. It took her a long time to fix them this morning, and then wiped them clean a little bit, and they were wrinkled after being soaked in water.

Feng Le watched helplessly as the aunt took one step, two steps, three steps...

The footsteps are getting slower and slower, but the distance is getting farther and farther. I am about to reach the third booth, and then the aunt turns her head with a "swoosh".

After turning around, he angrily walked in front of Feng Le, with an unhappy expression on his face, and took out 20 yuan from his pocket.

"Give it, give it, twenty is twenty."

Feng Le was stunned, 20 yuan was forced into his hand by the aunt,

She couldn't figure out how this business that was about to fail could be done all of a sudden?
Aunt hugged the electric fan dearly, looked left and right, she was very satisfied, she didn't dare to look carefully just now because she was afraid of being undervalued by Feng Le, and said angrily to Feng Le after reading it.

"Can't do business at all!"

Feng Le: "???"

What's wrong?
Seeing Feng Le's stupid look, the aunt didn't want to continue, "Why don't you see if the money is real?"

"Ah?" Feng Le quickly looked down at Qian.

After the first electric fan was sold, the subsequent products became more and more easy to sell, but only this first brand product was bought at a high price, and the other Feng Le sold it at a low price of 12 yuan for [-] yuan.

One price, absolutely no bargaining.

Many of them wanted to bargain like aunts, but this time Feng Le understood the other party's intentions.

However, it is still not retreating one step, ten yuan is so cheap, why do these people have to chop off a dollar or fifty cents.

After he couldn't cut it down, he obediently paid for it and bought it, and finally showed Feng Le his face.

"Not doing business at all."

"It won't work."

Feng Le got tired of hearing these words all day long.

Although being nagged by these people, Feng Le was still very happy seeing the money he got.

Seven or eight electric fans were sold for 25 yuan, 100, TV sets were sold for 500 or [-], and some VC machines were sold. Although they were cheap, Feng Le sold them for more than [-] yuan. .

With this sum of money in his pocket, Feng Le felt at ease.

But after thinking about it, she repaired all the things she could repair at home, and the rest either needed replacement parts or were broken and couldn't be repaired.

This means that she has no way to make money again.

Feng Le was a little anxious, no way, after what happened last night, she had to find a place to move out quickly.

　Thank you Fengzhan V for the reward, thank you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)