Space Supermarket: Farmhouse Dumb Girl Super Prosperous

Chapter 152 Counterfeit goods

When going down the mountain this time, Hu Xing'er originally planned to sell chicken cakes.

But now, she has changed her mind.

Although chicken cakes are easy to sell, money comes in too slowly.

A person who owes 30 taels of silver to others really can't afford it, so she plans to sell something else.

Although this Yuqian Longjing is good, and you can earn nearly a hundred taels of silver if you sell it for a catty, she believes that there are only a handful of people in Xinyu City who can buy tea with 100 taels of silver.

If it really sells tea, maybe it will respond to the sentence - if it does not open for three years, it will eat for three years after opening.

The dream just now was still fresh in her memory, so she decided to sell umbrellas instead.

Her umbrellas are of good quality and look good.

A rich lady like yesterday will like it at first glance, even if the family is more ordinary, she should be able to afford it.

"Is this tea too expensive?"

Wen Ruyan was afraid that she would really sell tea on a whim, so she said to the point.

"Why don't you still sell pastries, at least there are regular customers.

If you really want to sell tea, I will help you visit and see if anyone wants to buy it. "

It just so happened that the box that Hu Xing'er gave him could be given to others for a try. With the physical proof and him as a guarantee, it shouldn't be a problem.

Hu Xing'er originally made a joke, saying that she wanted to sell tea, but she didn't want Wen Ruyan to take it seriously.

"No, I was just kidding.

But, I really don't plan to sell pastries. "

"Then what are you going to sell, can't you tell me?"

Wen Ruyan became interested and continued to ask.

Chen Zhuo, who was used as the background board, drank his tea silently and watched the strange interaction between the two.

When did Mr. Wen become so familiar with Feng Yin's wife and sister? If so, wouldn't the relationship between Feng Yin and Zhao Yuandai be one step closer?
No, they are both scholars, so why don't they bring themselves when they play together?

Wen Ruyan is difficult to deal with, not easy to curry favor with, but this woman seems to be very talkative.

If she wanted to do business, she would go to support her more.

In this way, can he also communicate with Feng and Zhao more?

The two of them didn't know the small thoughts in his mind, they just focused on eating and talking.

"What are you selling, let's keep it a secret for now.

If you are interested, go to the morning market tomorrow and find out. "

Hu Xing'er pulled a chicken leg and gnawed vigorously on it.

The onlookers gradually stopped paying attention to them, and Hu Xing'er spoke more relaxedly.

When she asked Wen Ruyan to read this, her tone was quite playful.

"Okay, then I'll go to the morning market tomorrow."

Wen Ruyan agreed without thinking, which surprised Hu Xing'er.

"I'm just talking. Don't you want to take care of the martial arts gym? You should urge them to practice in the morning."

After eating a chicken leg, Hu Xing'er pulled out another chicken wing.

The side of the small mouth is covered with oil, and the two paws are also oily.

Her popular look is really not elegant, it is quite different from the ladies Wen Ruyan has seen.

Just because of her oily little face, he couldn't help but want to look at it.

After that, what Hu Xing'er said he couldn't remember.

I just remembered how he and Hu Xing'er competed to pay the bill when it was time to pay the bill, but in the end Chen Zhuo took the lead.

"Just now I misunderstood the girl, I invited this meal, and I should make it an apology for the girl." Chen Zhuo said.

In the early morning of the second day, Hu Xing'er got up early.

First, I went into the space supermarket and filled the cloth bag I took down the mountain with umbrellas.

When passing by the lighters shelf, she suddenly remembered the novelty that Erya saw the lighters at the beginning.

This place is made with fire knives and flints. Although it can be ignited, it takes a lot of effort to make fire every time.

After thinking about it, he reached out to hug a whole box of lighters before going out.

It didn't rain today, so she found the dim sum stall she had been selling with a cloth bag on her back.

Unfortunately, that booth was taken by someone else.

She raised her eyebrows, and randomly found another place to stand still.

Looking around, she found that the person occupying her booth was also selling pastries.

The pastry was golden all over, with a little bit of oil shining on it.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be exactly the same as the chicken cake she had sold before.

Good guy, how long has it been since someone figured out how to make her egg cake?
She was not in a hurry to take out her own things to sell, she stared at the stall for a long time, and finally saw someone come to the door.

"How do you sell these pastries?" It was a woman who came to the door, holding a child in her hand.

"One for three Wen, and two for five."

Good guy, not only imitate the cakes she sells, even the price is the same.

However, she is not the only one who can sell this pastry. If someone can make it to prove that he is capable, Hu Xing'er can't say much.

"Hey? Were you selling it before? How do I remember that the one who sold this pastry at a stall here was a dumb person?"

The woman leading the child glanced at the stall owner and asked.

"It was my younger sister who sold the cakes before. She couldn't speak easily, so I sold them instead."

Hu Xinger:
For no reason, she has another sister?

"Okay, then you can bring me pastries for five cents.

This kid hasn't had this bite for a long time, and he's arguing with me every day at home. "

I saw the stall owner put the pastry on the oiled paper with his hands and feet neatly, wrapped it in oiled paper and handed it to the woman.

"Hey, why do you hold it with your hands? When your sister sold it before, didn't she always use chopsticks to hold it?"

The woman was a little displeased when she saw that she had started directly.

Hu Xing'er raised her eyebrows, it seems that the mother and son did buy chicken cakes from her.

Because she felt that it was unhygienic to take the chicken cake after collecting the money with her hands, she put a pair of chopsticks in the bamboo basket.

When people come to buy pastries, she uses chopsticks to put them on oiled paper, and then wraps them up.

"I was in a hurry to go out today, I forgot to bring my chopsticks," said the stall owner.

Hu Xing'er folded her hands and looked at the stall owner coldly.

The woman who bought the pastry didn't say anything, she just paid for it, took a piece of the pastry and handed it to the child next to her.

The child happily took a big bite, chewed it twice and then spit it out.

Seeing this, the woman patted the child, and the child stuffed the pastry back into her hand and turned his head to the other side angrily.

The woman who took the snack took a bite and spat it out too.

"No, isn't your pastry the one from before?

The previous one was soft and sweet, but yours is so hard and bitter. "

The woman looked at the stall owner and asked loudly.

"Where is the pain, don't talk nonsense."

The stall owner rolled his eyes and responded loudly.

"You are not the pastry sold by the dumb before, refund your money!"

Women are not easy to mess with. After realizing that they have been cheated, they decisively ask the stall owner to refund the money.

"You ate all the food, and you still want me to refund the money, no way!" The stall owner snorted.

　It's delivered at the fifth watch, and it feels like people are going to be useless.

　　For the sake of Tangtang's hard work, is there anyone willing to vote for a monthly ticket?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)