Rural Immortal Eye Small Farm Doctor

Worried that Murong Luoyue would make a small temper with him again, she whispered gently in his ear: "OK, OK, I'm wrong. I won't play such a joke with you again, OK. For the sake of loving you and liking you so much, forgive me this time. "

Zhang Haolin found that since he was hit in the head by the nine color God stone, his eloquence not only improved by leaps and bounds, but also came with sweet words. Just now this sentence was changed into that he couldn't think of breaking his head before. But now it's so easy to say. It's fucking cool!

As Zhang Haolin expected, he said this as soon as he said it. Murong Luoyue, who was still very angry just now, couldn't help being happy. But on the surface, he was still taut and unwilling to pay attention to him. But just in a hurry to get out of his arms, he fell back again, leaned tightly on him and let him walk.

Knowing that he had let the little beauty calm down, Zhang Haolin was even more proud. His hand slipped down, so he directly hugged Murong Luoyue's slender waist, and then hugged her all the way. He didn't mean to loosen it at all.

However, the small vendor walking in front listened to the flirting of the little couple behind him. From beginning to end, he smiled as he walked.

He felt that the better their relationship was, the better it would be for him. When he took out the aloe wood string, even if he asked too much, the smelly boy must take into account the mood of the beauty and take it directly. If he had any hesitation, it would inevitably make the little beauty feel that he was reluctant to spend money. When the time comes, the smelly boy will have nowhere to cry.

So with his own wishful thinking, the small vendor led Zhang Haolin and Murong Luoyue into his shop. Looking at the rows of shops with red lanterns and ancient charm. Zhang Haolin and Murong Luoyue found that the shop the vendor entered was the largest around.

Therefore, Zhang Haolin understood why the aloes strings of other vendors were fake, many of which were mixed and shoddy products. However, this stall sells imitation goods wrapped with aloes chips, which makes it clear that it is higher than these people.

Zhang Haolin and Murong Luoyue, who were behind the vendor, had not yet entered the door. Murong Luoyue, who felt strange, pulled Zhang Haolin. As they walked in with him, they whispered in his ear: "wood, don't you think this vendor is very strange? Why go out to set up a stall when you have such a big store? "

Murong Luoyue, who really didn't understand the market situation, followed the vendor the more she thought his behavior was strange. According to the truth, the economic ability of tourists is not poor. If you really want to buy a real aloes string, you shouldn't go to the stall to buy it.

But thinking so, Murong Luoyue looked back at the shops around him. They were almost empty. Look at the hand string market not far away. There are so many people pouring in. Those who pick and choose on those stalls are tourists dressed well. So for a moment, Murong Luoyue doubted her judgment.

Looking at Murong Luoyue's puzzled face, Zhang Haolin stretched out his hand and held her little hand. She smiled and said in her ear, "you don't know. Many tourists buy strings with the mentality of winning the grand prize. I always feel lucky and have good eyesight. In their opinion, the things in these stores are more expensive, and they are slaughtered when they go in, so those tourists hardly visit these stores. In order to do business, these shop owners can only mingle among the small vendors who set up stalls, otherwise their business can't be maintained at all. "

Zhang Haolin listened to the adults in zhangjiacun talk about this as early as he was a child. So the reason why he picked among those small vendors just now was to pick up more reliable businesses.

Just like those gambling experts who were lucky enough to buy real aloes kebabs before, what they bought must also be bought in the hands of shop owners who mingle with small vendors. All the goods in the hands of those vendors are fake.

It is the market situation and the mentality of these customers that force the owners of these shops to this extent. Otherwise, these shops will not be deserted in front of us. However, fortunately, these shop owners are smart enough to find a new way to make a fortune, which is also an important reason for maintaining the hand string Market in the ancient town for generations.

It turned out that this was the case. After listening to Zhang Haolin's words, Murong Luoyue was surprised and opened her eyes to him. It sounds like a lot of things are not as simple as she imagined. Today is also because Zhang Haolin is with her. Otherwise, she will suffer a loss today.

When Zhang Haolin and Murong Luoyue followed the shop owner into the shop, the shop owner had gone around to a row of windows at the end of the shop. Carefully, he took out four or five beautifully packaged aloes strings from his shop window and placed them on the table in the center of the shop.

Then he raised his head and said to Murong Luoyue and Zhang Haolin who had reached the wooden platform in the center of the store: "come and have a look. This is the best quality aloes wood string in our store. You can rest assured that my aloes wood string is 100% genuine. This young man has a good eye. You should see that my goods are much better than those of those people outside. "

While saying this, the shop owner opened the hand string box. The pure natural aroma of aloes wood suddenly came to my nostrils with the opening of the box.

Looking at these strings of aloe wood hand strings in front of me, even if Murong Luoyue is not an expert, it can be seen that these strings of aloe wood strings are obviously different from those placed on the stall by the shop owner before. This color is deeper than those just now. Not to mention, even the fragrance from this hand string is obviously much richer.

Murong Luoyue knew that these bracelets must be higher grade than those just now, but Murong Luoyue didn't speak. Just looked back at Zhang Haolin and waited for him to speak.

But after listening to the boss, Zhang Haolin just smiled. The sight lightly swept the strings of aloes, and the wooden hands looked at them. They were not interested at all. Just said, "boss, is this the best thing in your store? It seems that my expectation of your boss is still too high. I thought you could at least get a string of aloes with decades of age. And these best trees are only more than ten years old, and there is no good quality at all. "