The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 72

The shape of the earrings is an extremely curved crescent moon, and the color of the earrings is a deep dark blue.

When she picked it up, the crescents on the earrings touched each other and made a crisp sound of "jingling, dingling, dingling". Feng Qingcheng rubbed the earrings repeatedly with her slender fingers. She curled up the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, and opened her lips lightly: "How do you sell this pair of earrings?"

When the peddler heard this, shrewdness flashed across his eyes. He rolled his eyes and grinned flatteringly: "Young lady has a good eye. These earrings were sent from the imperial capital. Look at the material of these earrings." , it is made of the finest suet jade..."

The peddler spoke in a froth, saying that a pair of ordinary earrings, which are often only slightly distinctive, are more precious than gold.Feng Qingcheng looked at him indifferently, her twinkling peach eyes were clear, and after the peddler finished speaking, she said slowly: "Are you finished?"

The peddler shut his mouth embarrassingly: how old is this little girl, how can someone who has experienced the world be so indifferent, how old is she?
Feng Qingcheng lazily moved her eyes from the earrings to the peddler's face, her thick long eyelashes were like a soft feather fan, her two lips moved slowly, and the soft and immature childish voice uttered five words : "Just tell me the price."

The peddler smacked his lips and rubbed his hands together a few times. The greed in his eyes was evident: "Well, I won't say too much, two silver coins! Just two silver coins!"

Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly, and a glint of light flashed across her phoenix eyes: No matter how exquisite the earrings are, they are just sidewalk goods, a peddler who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and just asks for two silver coins.It seems that what this peddler sells is not as good as his eloquence, and his appetite is not small at all.Does she look like a child?

Seeing that Feng Qingcheng was silent, the peddler said, "How about a silver coin?"

Feng Qingcheng could not see any thoughts in her eyes, she cherished words like gold and just uttered a single tone: "Huh?"

The peddler thought that Feng Qingcheng thought the price was too high, and said, "Otherwise, eighty copper coins?"

Feng Qingcheng didn't even say a word this time, she pursed her pink lips lightly, but repeatedly turned the earrings in her hands.

The peddler gritted his teeth, with a look of heartache: "How about fifty copper coins?"

Feng Qingcheng finally spoke once: "Do you think your things have this price?"

"..." The peddler was speechless, being blocked by Feng Qingcheng, unable to utter a word.

The emotions in the peddler's eyes were tumbling, and he couldn't help himself: "Then tell me, how much is it?"

Feng Qingcheng's expression was calm, and he offered a price: "Ten copper coins."

Feng Qingcheng thought that ten copper coins would not cheat a peddler, so the price she asked was very fair!Hmm... To sum it up in one idiom - in line with the market price!

The peddler widened his already big eyes, his voice raised involuntarily, and he stammered a bit: "What——ten...ten copper coins! You are robbing money! You don't rob money like this ..."

As he was talking, the peddler's voice gradually weakened under Feng Qingcheng's knife-like gaze. He glanced around guiltily, and muttered a few words in his mouth.

Feng Qingcheng pretended to put down the earrings, her expression didn't show the slightest bit of reluctance, her tone was light and light: "If this is the case, then I won't buy it, it's nothing anyway, it doesn't matter if you buy it or not."

(End of this chapter)