Siheyuan: Grumpy Street Slipper, Daughter-in-Law Fatty

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Who stole something."

"It's all 40 yuan each, and I bought it wholesale from a clothing factory. Don't talk nonsense."

There was a dispute here.

Naturally, spectators came over.

At this time, there were already several people around.

Hearing Yan Bugui say that the clothes are wholesaled by him for 40 yuan, many people's eyes are bright.

Someone is booing beside:

"Don't listen to this guy's nonsense!"

"If it's really wholesale from the factory, why is he so sneaky?"

"Sell something and use it here?"

"It must be wrong."

"Guilty!"

Chapter 175 Ruining a girl's reputation, I'm a professional

Everyone said something to each other, but Yan Bugui was really a little empty in his heart.

See more people skeptical.

Yan Bugui said:

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm a retired school teacher, a cultural person, don't spout blood!"

Now the identity of the teacher has been rehabilitated.

Can't make a fuss about this.

But someone said:

"It's not shameful for a teacher to dare to speculate like this!"

"Everyone who reads is a teacher who teaches and educates people."

"Too shameless!"

At this moment, Yan Bugui was completely panicked.

He hid in this alley because he was afraid of being seen by acquaintances, and afraid of being said that he was a teacher and engaged in speculation.

I didn't expect to come to this step in the end.

At last.

In order to prove that he is not a speculator.

Yan Bugui's ten sets of jeans were all bought by him at the price of 40 yuan a set!

Even two people at the end.

If you don’t have enough 40 yuan on your body, you still have a few yuan less to walk around.

finally.

Still "buy" clothes from Yan Bugui.

When Yan Bugui came back to his senses, he saw that his front was clean and the ten sets of jeans had disappeared.

Yan Bugui carefully counted the money he received.

390 yuan!

The last two people really had no money.

Yan Bugui wanted to cry, but there were no "[-]" tears.

He didn't expect that Su Heping's words would become a prophecy, but it turned out to be true.

Yan Bugui doubted life:

Could it be that I am really not a business material?

this time.

Let's not talk about it for a day.

In the end, I lost ten yuan, a blood loss!

Returning to the courtyard dejectedly, the more Yan Bugui thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

He just doesn't get it.

Obviously that guy Xu Damao also got the denim clothes from the factory, so he can earn hundreds of dollars.

But I took the denim myself.

Not only did he not make any money, but he also lost ten yuan.

This is for Yan Bugui who likes to calculate and spends every penny.

But a huge loss.

Seeing Yan Bugui's appearance, the third mother was surprised, Yan Bugui went out at noon, and it will be almost night before coming back.

Didn't it mean that denim clothes are very popular outside now!

The speed of this sale.

Can be a bit slow.

And looking at Yan Bugui's face, he felt something was wrong!

The three mothers quickly asked:

"What's the matter, old Yan, why do you look downcast?"

"The denim clothes for sale, something happened?"

"How much?"

The third mother is also dreaming of getting rich in her heart.

Yan Bugui let out a long sigh:

"Ah~~~"

"Don't talk about it, I didn't make any money, and I lost ten yuan!"

Now the three mothers were surprised.

Doesn't it mean that if you can get jeans, you will definitely make money.

Why did my own family lose money? The third mother can't understand it at all.

Still want to ask.

The more Yan Bugui thought about it, the more depressed he got up and went to the next yard to find Su Heping.

To the next yard.

Yan Bugui was also surprised.

Seeing all kinds of plants and animals in the yard, Yan Bugui was really envious.

He likes to make some flowers and plants, which are arty, so he naturally hopes that he can have a big yard, and he can do whatever he wants.

However, strength does not allow it!

And at this time in the middle courtyard.

A huge wooden house stands in the middle of the yard, making Yan Bugui feel a little awkward!

What a waste!

Waste of a yard pattern.

It was already evening, and Su Heping was lying in the yard, with a fruit plate next to him, and the big dog lying beside him.

Yan Bugui was also curious.

Reasonably.

The lifespan of a dog is only ten years.

Su Heping's dog named Dahei followed him more than ten years ago.

According to the life of the dog.

This should be an old man in his dying years.

But Yan Bugui found that Dahei was still very energetic, and he didn't feel old at all.

It's amazing.

Su Heping looked at Yan Bugui's expression.

joked:

"Teacher Yan, how much did you pay?"

"Ten dollars..."

Yan Bugui blurted out.

He also wanted to ask Su Heping how he knew that when he returned to the yard just now, his wife thought he had made money.

But think about it.

When he approached Su Heping before, he said that he was not suitable for this job.

At this time Yan Bugui also recognized it.

There was a moan and a sigh.