I am reborn as a fashionista

Chapter 7
The purchase price of more than 400 yuan was fully withdrawn. The undisguised smile on Zhou Xinglian's face dispelled the sleepiness hidden in her body. She smiled and picked up the meal made by her son, eating it very deliciously.

Satisfied.

My son has grown up, and I only ate the leftovers that my son heated up before. I don’t know the origin of this growth, and I enjoy it satisfactorily.In the past, apart from playing mahjong with family and friends, I never had any income other than wages and bonuses. Looking at the many vegetables left on the tarpaulin, these will be converted into income for one or two days.

"Mom, you go back to sleep..."

Facing her son's proposal, Zhou Xinglian shook her head repeatedly.

Seeing his mother's insistence, Wei Tao didn't try to persuade him any more. He could understand his mother's thoughts. Even if he went back, he might not be able to fall asleep.

Looking at the remaining vegetables on the ground, Wei Tao thought to himself: "You still have to go in and out quickly. It's not worth selling more money if you stay here all day."

The best way to convince my mother is undoubtedly to prove that my method is not only efficient, but also that my income is not low.

Income, these two words are particularly important.

The afternoon sun was very hot, so Wei Tao turned the three-wheeled motorcycle sideways, so that where the sunshade could not cover, the shadow formed by the difference between the height of the car and the ground could also prevent the vegetables from being attacked by the sun all afternoon.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Tao divided the vegetables again, tidying up the remaining vegetables that had better fur, and took the initiative to pick out the ones that were less fur and put them in a pile.

In this era, what small traders think about is not pitfalls, but to avoid their own losses. The good and the bad are piled up together, and whoever buys the bad ones means that the merchant will suffer less losses. Rest assured vegetables concept.

"Xiaotao, what are you doing?" Zhou Xinglian came back from the public toilet far away, saw her son's behavior, and asked a puzzled question.

"Mom, the people who pass by after work are all the residents who live in this street. We want to sell here often, and we definitely hope that they are repeat customers, not floating customers who have been bought and sold with a hammer. The things are divided well, it's different. The price is low, so that they can buy with peace of mind, so that they can come back. Besides, the efficiency is low and people are tired if they spend so much time selling every day. If there are old customers, we don’t have to come to set up a stall during the day. Earning less, in the long run, is appropriate..."

Wei Tao tried his best to say it in a way his mother could accept, but he was still greeted with a reluctant attitude. It was no wonder that no one was willing to sell it for 20 if it could be sold for [-].In Zhou Xinglian's cognitive system, she only earns [-] yuan a day at work, and if she persists during the day, she can sell forty or fifty more, so she is not willing to sell for a penny less.

Wei Tao's performance in the past few days has won him a little right to speak in front of his mother, which is also due to Zhou Xinglian's personality. A person with an idea can't hide things in his heart, but he won't have any crooked minds, a typical optimist.

Even if her son, who has just grown up, is willing to make decisions for her, she subconsciously thinks of objecting but she doesn't know how to say it. At most, she disagrees for no reason. Facing her son, she can't raise her neck and directly attack me. I am the master of life without any reason to insist.

In the afternoon, with Wei Tao around, Zhou Xinglian sat in the back of the tricycle, leaning against the front rail, dozing off many times.

It’s a hot summer day, and it’s a working day. How can anyone come to buy vegetables in the afternoon? Occasionally, old people who pass by occasionally ask, if you can’t attract them with absolute prices, don’t expect them to buy any vegetables.

"Ma'am, this pile of cucumbers is sold cheaply. In the morning market, it's seventy cents, and my sixty cents. If you wrap it all up, counting your fifty cents a catty, it's only seven or eight catties here."

"That's all the leeks are left. I've chosen them all. If you want them, I'll take all three yuan."

It was around three o'clock, and there were a few customers. Some old people started to pick up their children from the school kindergarten. After passing by, Wei Tao impresses them with absolute prices. No, I didn't stop thinking about it.

When it started at 04:30, it was time to get off work. Around five o'clock, the traffic on this road increased. Wei Tao arranged all the vegetables by category.

The sale of fruits and vegetables is also a matter of arranging. In the past, they were in a pile, and you could pick them at will. At that time, it was difficult for people to buy them. Since they were picked, it was meaningless if you arranged them.

The effect Wei Tao wants is to make those who ride their bicycles home from get off work willing to hold the brakes to stop, get out of the car, take a look and ask questions.

Among the office workers, many people do not get up early to go to the morning market. Most of them make some porridge, eat some pickles or leftovers from the previous day. I made a special trip to the vegetable market, and I would buy some when I passed by and encountered some, but the quantity would not be very large.Unlike some old people, when you are cheap, he will buy a lot, and if he can’t eat it, he will also pickle a little refreshing pickle and eat it for a few more days.

Wei Tao arranged the vegetables neatly, and the appearance was good. He sprayed a little bit of water. As he walked by and looked over, he felt very fresh and eye-catching. Subconsciously, even if he didn’t think about frying some vegetables tonight, he would feel that buying something to eat would be fresh It's very good.

The mother and son have different styles of selling vegetables. Wei Tao's side is obviously faster. When he meets someone who bargains or likes to take a little advantage, he will inadvertently pretend to be stupid to make the other party feel that he has taken advantage of it, and facilitate the quick completion of the transaction. From weighing to bagging to collecting money, three strokes and five strokes cannot be seen. After a long time, his efficiency is much faster than Zhou Xinglian.

"Sister, Bamao can't do it..." Zhou Xinglian met a big sister who was bargaining, and shook her head in disagreement. Wei Tao came over and shook open a new plastic bag: "Auntie, how much do you want to buy? That's all the tomatoes, and we are about the same It’s time to go home, you want it all, Bamao will sell it to you.”

"Uh... too much, and I can't eat it."

"Auntie, go home and sip it in cold water. Cut some sugar and mix it with sugar at night. It's no better than fruit. In this way, you can pack it. It's seventy cents for you, how about it?"

"Well, that's fine."

Seeing the sun set, although it is still a long time before it gets dark, it is obvious that the flow of people after work has begun to decrease. After that time, every household is cooking. Wait, but just come down for a walk after eating Yes, at that time, there were fewer people who could buy vegetables.

Wei Tao scrambled to sell it, standing in front of his mother, and in the end he piled up the remaining bits and shouted: "It's cheap, eggplant for four cents, potato for three cents."

This level of knowledge really frightened Zhou Xinglian. Knowing her son is better than her mother, she would never have imagined that it would be a big change for her son, who has the thin-skinned characteristics of a young man, to be able to take the initiative to sell vegetables for her. I'm not even ashamed to do that.

In the end, there was only a little celery and a few eggplants left, and Wei Tao packed them in plastic bags: "Mom, let's go home, this is not for sale anymore, let's go home and eat."

At this moment, even though this is a street intersection, walking inward from the kitchen windows of the two buildings on the left and right sides, the smoke of life has already wafted out. Occasionally, the smell wafts over with the wind, which will also arouse the body's desire for food.

Now Wei Tao is talking while doing it. Before his mother can react, he has already started to pack the tarpaulin and load it into the car. Seeing that there is almost no traffic. Thanks to the "losing money" sale just now, the mother and son came out to sell vegetables on the first day. , there are only two or three "defective products" that add up to less than ten catties, and they can't be sold if they are sold. They can be eaten by themselves or given away.

According to Wei Tao's intention, I will not send such leftovers to my aunt, and I will send some fresh ones to my aunt tomorrow morning.Zhou Xinglian insisted on putting on some clothes, and sent the eldest sister there by bicycle.

When Wei Tao thought about it, he really thought a little bit wrongly. If it was really a good gift, the aunt would not be embarrassed to accept it. Wouldn't that make people pay for it?It's okay to push back once or twice, but it will become too polite after a long time.If there are some leftovers, it doesn't matter whether the fur is good or not, the one sold by the family is not the next day, and the freshness can be guaranteed. If you send it over, others can accept it with peace of mind.

The mother and son went to the wholesale market first, and the mother locked Wei Tao's second-hand transmission car, sat in the bucket of the three-wheeled motorcycle, and went home.

After arriving home, seeing his mother's fidgeting look eager to try, Wei Tao took the initiative to say: "I will fry an eggplant tonight, mom, go and count and see how much money you made today."

It was a hot day, sweating, sticky and uncomfortable all over her body, but none of this stopped Zhou Xinglian from sitting on the kang, poured out all the money in her pocket, and started counting the money.

Washing rice for cooking, Wei Tao had just cut up the eggplant, when his mother came out with a smile on her face, washed her hands and said, "I'll come, you go and rest."

Snatching the kitchen knife from Wei Tao's hand, Zhou Xinglian muttered, "Today I made a total of 110 five."

In the other hand, holding a new ten-dollar bill, he handed it to his son: "Here, pocket money."

Wei Tao lowered his eyelids, did not refuse, took it, used a little firewood piled up in the barn in the yard, lit the earthen stove, and boiled half of the pot of hot water in the cauldron, which can be used for washing or washing Dispel the shade under the heated kang.

When the two of them were eating, it was already dark. Wei Tao, who washed his hair, washed his face and wiped his body, ate two big dinners. His skin surface was comfortable and his stomach was full. Energize and lament today's gains, and go to bed early after eight o'clock.

Fortunately, I was tired and sleepy all day, otherwise it would be difficult to fall asleep during the hottest time of summer night.

This night, although Wei Tao slept all over in sweat, he felt more at ease than he had in a long time.

Zhou Xinglian in the big house even put away the melancholy that had been worrying about life every night some time ago, and life gave her peace of mind and steadfastness again.

(End of this chapter)