A peasant woman who wears a book and has a little field

Chapter 85
"If you say that no one has dealt with Lu Yu, I definitely don't believe it." If it was simply a problem with the edible oil factory, the comrades who inspected the sanitation would not have received a report and came overnight.Lin Zixuan couldn't figure it out. After all, even the police comrades couldn't find out, so I had to be more careful in the future.

"Didn't you say that there is a street stall in front of the school?" Lin Zixuan took out from her bag the hair clips she had researched and woven in the past few days. Some of them were made of colored ribbons and looked very youthful and pink. Zhu Huji had never seen such things.

"I'm going to set up a stall in front of the school first to see if these things sell well." Lu Yu glanced at them. He didn't understand women's things, so he just looked at them, and there was nothing unusual about them.

"I haven't seen these things before, you can try them first."

Lin Zixuan clapped her arms, "I knew you would agree. I'm going to ask you to borrow a tricycle and sell it." She went home and passed by the school and looked carefully. There are street stalls, and they just spread a piece of cloth on the On the ground, even if it is a street stall.She didn't want to, thinking about pushing the tricycle, when the time came, she would pack all her things, put them on the tricycle, and go home directly.Not to mention convenient.After all, riding a tricycle saves effort compared to carrying a bag of things.

"You know how to ride a tricycle?" Zhu Huji curled her lips to express her disbelief. He had never seen many people riding a tricycle.

"Why can't you ride a bike when you grow up in the countryside? Don't you ride a bike when you work in the fields? I can not only ride a bike but also take care of people. From now on, I will take you there by bike." Lin Zixuan was not convinced, and Zhu Huji refused Well, there are people coming and going on the street, and seeing him riding a tricycle is quite embarrassing.

"You're not happy anymore." Lin Zixuan didn't care. She felt that Zhu Huji graduated from junior high school and she is not a young person. After all, she has her own thoughts.so what?Now is not the time to be independent.She arranged for Zhu Huji to stay at the fried chicken shop first, and study hard for a few days. He might have new ideas when he goes to Guangzhou.

Lu Yu was very capable, so he found a tricycle the next day, and it didn't look new, so that's fine, Lin Zixuan was afraid of riding a new bike, and it wouldn't be good if someone missed her.She put all the hairpins together and rode to the gate of Li Mu's school.The market is free now, and there are already several stalls at the door before school ends.There were also vendors selling snacks, Lin Zixuan walked around and placed the stalls next to the snacks.

"Girl, you can't do this stall. Things need to be spread out so that people can see them clearly. Don't you just come here to buy them." The lady who sells snacks is kind-hearted. If the family is going well these days, you still need a woman to come out to set up a stall?Isn't it just for the livelihood of the family?She has also seen other people set up stalls, which are all neat and tidy, and students come to buy and leave.She couldn't help reminding a few words.

"Thank you ma'am, it's my first day at the stall, and I don't understand many things." Lin Zixuan laughed along, but didn't tidy up. Her hairpins were not too many, and they looked more piled up. It's not just those few that are really neatly arranged.

What else did the aunt want to say, the students were already out of school, and she didn't care about Lin Zixuan, she just cared about packing things.

The students were a little hungry. They came to buy something to eat, and when they saw Lin Zixuan's stall, their eyes lit up.These pink and tender hair clips are much more beautiful than the black ones.

"Will these be expensive?" Black clips are the cheapest, although they are not very good-looking, but they sell the most. These hair clips are pretty, and the students are worried that they don't have enough money.After all, they are all elementary school students, even if they have pocket money, they don't have much.

"It's more expensive than your hairpin." Seeing someone asking, Lin Zixuan picked up a butterfly hairpin. "This kind of duckbill hairpin is easier to wear, and it's not easy to get your hair caught." She glanced and found the girl's head The one on is a clip, which is convenient and easy to catch hair when it is taken off.She was quite repulsive when she was a child.

The little girl's eyes straightened when she saw the beautiful hairpin.

Seeing butterflies and dragonflies every day... Which girl doesn't like these cute little animals.

Holding the five cents in her hand, the girl insisted on buying one.

Someone bought it, and the hair clip was really pretty, and a few girls followed suit.

"Auntie, these hairpins of yours are so pretty."

Lin Zixuan originally piled them up casually, and they all looked good at first glance, but everyone wanted to find the best-looking hairpins, so they couldn't help but stand by the stall and browse.

Some find what they like, and hold it in their hands first, wanting to keep looking through it to find something they like more.

After going back and forth, there were more students standing in front of Lin Zixuan's stall than other stalls.

There are also those who just finished class and don't know what's going on, so they can't help but come over to take a look.

The teacher who has children at home has never seen such beautiful hair clips, so she bought a few for her children.

As a result, Lin Zixuan also sold a lot of hairpins knitted by Lin Zixuan during school hours.

"Most of them are bought by students. A lot of them are sold, but they don't make much money. Children don't have much money." Lin Zixuan's sales are not very expensive, and today's sales are counted. good.

"If you calculate it like this, there is actually a market for your hairpin." Lu Yu had to admit that women love beauty.He didn't like this hairpin very much, and he couldn't help women like it.

"I haven't taken out the hair cages yet. The school is full of teachers, and I don't know what styles of hair cages they all like." Besides, Lin Zixuan had already made up her mind before that when her wholesale clothes arrived, they would be paired with these hair cages. Selling together as a package, the sales volume is definitely not bad.

"I see that there are stationery shoppers at the gate of the school, but the stationery they sell is not as good-looking as mine." Lin Zixuan was thoughtful. Now she plans to find a shop and open it as a clothing supermarket by then, selling wholesale clothes and other things. Hand-woven hair clips.By the way, put some stationery and school supplies.She is also optimistic about the place. It is next to the farmer's market, close to the vegetable market and the street. It is not the most prosperous place, but there must be a lot of people coming and going.

Lin Zixuan also specifically asked about the rent, and the rent in that area is not expensive. There was a shop selling breakfast before, but the business was not very good, and she was planning to move to the farmers' market.It has been vacant for a few days, just waiting for someone to continue renting.

Lin Zixuan has already made plans these few days, and rented out the shop after running around.Because they were doing breakfast before, and the shop was not well decorated, she wanted to do a good job of decorating it, but now these are public shops, and they will definitely have to give it to others in the future, and she is reluctant to part with the money.I simply bought something similar to wallpaper in the wholesale market, and invited someone to carefully paste it on the wall, and it looked more energetic.Then I found some hooks and knocked on the wall, and the wholesale clothes just happened to arrive.

Lin Zixuan took advantage of the last few days to set up the shelves and hang up all the beautiful clothes.

(End of this chapter)