After passing through the book, take Party A's system to escape from the famine

Chapter 315 Spending Your Money To Do Your Business
I have heatstroke, why don't you carry me down the mountain to find water, let Sun Dazhuang piss on my face, do you think I will understand you?

Is this painstaking?This is obviously stupid!
"Brother, there is nothing we can do about it. We were all scared to death when you fell down. Thanks to Da Zhuang..."

Seeing Zhu Wuliu glaring at him, Wang Fat didn't dare to speak nonsense.

Just because he doesn't speak doesn't mean he has nothing to say.

He thought about it at the time, you said that our brothers and Huan girl went up the mountain with great effort, what is it for, isn't it to make money?

Now because you are too weak, brother, you fainted, and we don’t make any money anymore, so why do we have to go down?
Not only carrying firewood, but also carrying you?
If he said that, would you be unconvinced and think why do you need this firewood when you go down the mountain?
Fatty Wang said, this firewood is needed, it is the fruit of labor, whether it makes money or not is a matter of opinion, this place is so crowded, and there is very little firewood to be found for such a job.

It's also a good thing to use for your own use when you return to An's private business.

Fatty Wang sighed in his heart, and his eyes drifted to Zhou Huan. Zhou Huan rested for a while, and his energy was almost recovered.

He waved his hands lazily and said, "Uncle, don't worry, we will go to the county town to pick up your aunt when we finish selling the firewood, and my niece will buy you a new dress."

Zhu Wuliu made a bitter face, "Why do you still want to sell firewood now? You burn this firewood for others, I think you burn it for your uncle and me.

You, almost sent me away. "

Zhu Wuliu wants to go down the mountain, wants to go home and lie down, he doesn't want anything out of face, why should he be looked up to by people here? Wasn't it rare for him to be humiliated in front of people in the past? Refugees count as six cakes?

Sun Xingde persuaded: "It's all here, let's try."

Fatty Wang also agreed, "Yes, don't come here for nothing."

Several people formed a group, and it was easy to talk and persuade Zhu Wuliu, some had their shoulders squeezed, some their legs were beaten, as long as Zhu Wuliu was willing to stay, they would be able to pee on their faces when they turned around.

Seeing their faces, Zhu Wuliu became angry. He almost lost his principles because of money, so he waved his hand annoyedly, "Get out of the way, let's get out of the way, I'll take off this clothes first, I will suffer from the smell no.

Okay, I'll stay behind here, you sell yours, I don't care from now on. "

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Fat tugged on Zhou Huan's sleeve, "Brother can just rest, Huan'er, hurry up and serve your uncle."

"It seems that someone is coming over there?"

Zhou Huan put his feet on his feet and stretched his neck to look.

I saw a row of people coming towards them across the bridge in the far mountains.

There should be a leading steward walking in the front, and the one after another carrying the burden should be the tea farmers.

"It's a person, here comes a person!"

After Zhou Huan finished speaking, he shook off Fatty Wang's hand and ran to the side of the firewood.

Sun Dazhuang and the others also put Zhu Wuliu aside, and walked up to Zhou Huan one after another.

Whatever Zhou Huan yelled, they followed suit.

"Sell firewood, sell firewood—"

"Buy firewood! Fresh firewood just cut from the mountain——"

As the group of people got closer and closer, the leading steward also jumped to look in the direction of selling firewood.

When he came to the front, he looked at the little girl who was not tall, touched his chin and said, "Are you selling firewood?"

Zhou Huan nodded with a smile: "Yes, look at it objectively, this is our newly cut firewood, and it's all working."

The young man behind him took a closer look, then leaned into the steward's ear and said, "It's really new firewood. It's not easy to cut dry firewood at this time."

"Ahem!" The steward glared at the servant behind him, and when he got back, he asked with a straight face, "How do you sell this firewood?"

"A bundle of firewood costs three taels of silver."

"Three taels?" The steward's eyes suddenly widened, "This is simply a price increase! What kind of firewood is so expensive!"

Expensive is right.

When Zhou Huan came here, she didn't think about selling it for this price, but when she was exhausted all the way, she decided that she would definitely earn the hard-earned money, and any less was a debt to herself.

"There are not many threes and twos. Guest officer, let's go down the mountain and ask. There is no such good firewood as ours in this mountain."

A few people in the back echoed and said, "Yes, they have seen it all the way, and there is no firewood seller at all."

The steward swallowed with a dark face.

He also knew that there was nothing in the vicinity, and there was a disaster. The woodcutters had difficulty eating for a while, so how could they have the strength to work.

What's more, there has been heavy rain and hail in this place for several days. Whether it is in the forest or stored in the warehouse, the firewood is so damp that it can no longer be used.

If this isn't new firewood, then half the bundle must be damp.

But when he took a closer look, there was nothing like what he thought.

And the weather in these days is only the most sunny in these two days, which is a good time to chop firewood.

The steward squinted his eyes, seeing that the little girl was not tall and spoke in a soft voice, he couldn't help wanting to say a few words.

"Little girl, this firewood is only sold for two renminbi on weekdays. If you sell it so high, you don't plan to do business in the future, do you? Doing business will come and go, and mutual humility can go a long way."

I don't plan to.

This is a one-shot deal.

Zhou Huan smiled and thought about it in her heart, and said: "Uncle is right, but I am just a girl, I don't know how to deal with you in business, I only know that doing business is not about who is more noble, but who Cooperate with whomever benefits you the most.

Uncle, no one sells firewood today, I sell three taels, another day others sell two taels, I sell one tael, is it possible that those customers would rather spend more than buy my firewood? "

"This……"

The person in charge was suddenly choked and speechless, seeing the innocent little girl in front of him uttering wild words but laughing, he suddenly felt unbelievable.

When Fang was about to speak, he heard: "Sell it or not! If you don't sell it, leave!"

The manager only heard his voice, but not his person, and his heart was twisted.

I thought to myself: It turns out that someone behind him dared to speak like this, and I don't know who the expert behind him is.

Zhou Huan: "Guest officer, do you want to buy it? This tea is fresh to eat. It should be picked and fried now. When we go down the mountain, if there is no firewood, it will be over."

What is the current situation on the mountain and down the mountain, will he not know?
If this batch of tea leaves were brought back to sell in this way, I'm afraid that the signboard of the house would be overturned in the future.

He who was in charge of things was just not convinced, not convinced that after so many years in Chashan, he was bullied by some unfamiliar faces.

But seeing that the good firewood was all here, and he couldn't move his feet for a long time, the boy next to him didn't know how to look at his face and kept urging him again and again, which made him impatient.

Urging him, he couldn't bear it and growled: "Got it, I'll buy it! Can't I buy it!"

Throwing the money in his arms, the yin and yang in charge said strangely: "Hmph, little girl, tell your master that it is really shameful for you to charge so much money."

"Yes, I will tell my master right now."

master?

A few men, you look at me and I see that you dare not talk nonsense.

I saw Zhou Huan circled to the back and came back after a while, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, my master said that you will not suffer from the money you give, and it is only right and proper to use your money to do your business."

The manager was kicked in the head for no reason, and just as he was about to speak, Zhou Huan said with a smile again: "Quick, brothers, help the guest officer move the firewood to the cart!"

(End of this chapter)