Chapter 2262 Stalls

What are you kidding, leave her alone at home?

No, not a person, with a ticking time bomb.

What if she did something to her?
Seeing her insistence, Father Ye had no choice but to agree.

"Then hurry up and eat, we still have a lot of places to run today."

The wholesale market in winter closes at four o'clock, and now it's almost ten o'clock.

Go there at eleven o'clock, and run for another hour, and it will be lunch.

There are only a few hours in the afternoon, and it must all be over before four o'clock.

The task is naturally very rushed.

"it is good."

Zhao Xiao finished his meal in two bites, and left home with Father Ye.

Before leaving, Mother Ye was naturally reluctant, so she took Zhao Xiao's hand and told her not to leave.

Zhao Xiao repeatedly promised that she would come back, and she let go.

"Uncle, is it okay to leave Auntie at home alone?"

can she cookWill you be hungry?
Zhao Xiao felt that he was thinking too much. Before she came, he must have spent every day like this.

I have never seen anyone starve to death.

"Why don't you stay and take care of her?" Father Ye asked.

"I don't know how to cook." Zhao Xiao bowed his head in embarrassment.

He has also seen her cooking skills, so he shouldn't have any unrealistic ideas about her anymore.

Father Ye ignored her.

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to talk to her, Zhao Xiao resentfully stopped.

Zhao Xiao has never bought goods before, so he can't imagine the hardships of buying goods.

Father Ye's street stall sells everything, what's popular. A while ago, trinkets were popular, so he went into trinkets. During this time, a bag was popular, so he went into bags.

There were a lot of people at the bag stall, Father Ye seemed to be used to it, pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

Poor Zhao Xiao, when did he suffer like this?When she squeezed in behind Father Ye, she only felt that half her life was killed.

After exhausting all kinds of hard work and collecting all the colors of the bag, Father Ye went into some clothes.

The weather is cold, so we have to prepare cotton-padded clothes and trousers.

These things have been selling relatively quickly recently, and there is a market for them.

At four o'clock, the two squeezed out of the crowd.

Father Ye looked calm, and stuffed the goods into the back of the tricycle.

That's right, he drove a tricycle himself.

After running for so long, he seemed to be okay, his face was neither red nor out of breath, which was in stark contrast to Zhao Xiao.

"Uncle, these are all fakes, what are you doing here?" Zhao Xiao asked.

She is a designer, and a designer of a large group, so what she buys and uses is of course genuine.

If these fakes are used, I don't know how they will be laughed at.

But Father Ye bought all fake products.

Zhao Xiao didn't know if Ye Tianjing knew it, if he knew it, why didn't he say it and let him do it?

"Setting up a street stall, what genuine goods do you want?" Father Ye gave her a strange look.

He didn't know if Zhao Xiao really didn't know or if he didn't know. Didn't Ye Liran tell her the basic situation before sending her here?

Or was she asking questions knowingly, pretending not to know anything, and trying to establish a relationship with him?

Father Ye is more inclined to the latter.

"Set up a street stall? Where do you go?" Zhao Xiao asked in surprise.

She thought that someone wanted these, so he bought them and gave them to others.

It's like a middleman. I didn't expect him to set up a street stall.

"Does Brother Jing know?"

Shouldn't you know?Otherwise, how could you be willing to let your parents stand in the cold wind?

(End of this chapter)

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