Husband, let's remarry!

Chapter 247 Love You Ruxi 148
Although he felt better psychologically, he was still very worried, "When will Zhan Ting come to pick you up? You have been back to your mother's house for so long, why didn't he show his face once?"

"Dad, Zhan Ting is in the Xinghui Scientific Research Department, and he is under discipline. He can't come just by booking a bus ticket like ordinary people. Besides, they are part of the scientific research team, and they have a lot of tasks, so they must be busy and have no time. In this way, wait We sold the chair this time, when I find time to talk to him about it, do you think so?"

"Oh, let's do it!"

Now that he has come to this point, Qiao Kangsheng can only follow his daughter's choice and decision.

But he also has other plans in mind, if the remarriage fails at that time, it will not be too late to help his daughter find her husband's again.

His daughter is only 21 years old, she is in her youth, and there is still time for everything.

The father and daughter continued to set up a stall to do business. After a while, an old lady finally came to see the chairs.

Look at Momo, then nod, "Not bad! The workmanship is good! How much is this chair?"

Qiao Xi made a gesture, "Grandma, the small chair costs 5 yuan, and the big chair costs 10 yuan. Do you want to buy the big one or the small one?"

"I want to buy a small chair for my little grandson, as long as I want one, will you sell it?"

"It's for sale."

"Can it be cheaper then?"

Qiao Xi thought for a while, and made an expression that she was at a loss, "Grandma, look at how exquisite the workmanship of our chair is. This chair has been polished and tung oiled. It will be no problem for you to sit on it for ten years. And Ah, my dad stayed up all night to make this, and what he charges is a manual fee. You can’t find a better chair than this when you go to other places. So, five yuan is already the lowest price, really. It's not cheap anymore."

This is the art of bargaining. If Qiao Xi gave up the price directly, it would definitely make people feel that the thing was not worth the price.

But she didn't give up the price, but told the reason why the chair was expensive, and the other party thought it made sense, and felt that the value of the thing far exceeded its own value, and it felt like a profit if you bought it.

Qiao Xi talked to the grandmother, and Qiao Kangsheng sat beside him and listened. He found that his daughter was not only good at medicine, but also smart and smooth-talking. She was also very suitable for business.

The old lady thought it was expensive at first, but after she said that, she didn't think it was expensive anymore.

She came to the furniture market today just to buy a small chair. She had seen wooden ones, iron ones, and plastic ones, but finally fell in love with this bamboo and rattan one.

She remembers that she had such a bamboo and rattan chair at home when she was a child, which was made for her by her grandfather, so when she sees the bamboo and rattan chair now, she will have a special feeling in it.

"Okay! Then give me a little chair!"

The old lady took out a handkerchief from her waist, unfolded the handkerchief, found some change from it, pieced it together and handed 5 yuan to Qiao Xi.

"Hey, thank you grandma, do you want me to send it back for you?"

Qiao Xi took the money politely, and handed the chair to the old man. Seeing that her legs and feet were not in good shape, she asked a question.

"No, no, my house is just across the road, very close."

The old lady took the chair, thanked her, and left.

Qiao Xi turned around and handed five yuan to her father, "Dad, what do you think?"

"That's right, I didn't expect to sell it for so much money!"

Qiao Kangsheng's eyes were opened, and he sold a small chair, which can be called a dozen bamboo baskets made by him.

"Well, this is a good start, so let's continue and try to sell out all the chairs today, how about it?"

"it is good."

Both father and daughter are full of confidence and continue to start the business.

(End of this chapter)