Summoning: Anime March

"At least tell me the detailed price of these things." Even if Phil didn't say the only request for this matter, Feng Xing would not refuse. His mother went to the exhibition to sell the book, which was a sad thing. In reverse punishment.

"I won't leave. I'll stay inside the booth and wait until Yui goes back." Phil pointed to the small resting space inside the booth separated by a curtain.

He was relieved to hear that his mother would stay. After all, this was his first sales experience. He never thought that he could gain social practice after visiting a comic exhibition.

"I see." With a sigh, Feng Nixing went inside from the side and sat down.

Phil breathed a sigh of relief, "Saved" and then quickly confirmed that Wei was not around before entering the rest room inside.

Feng Nixing lowered his head and looked at these plastic-wrapped books, which were actually not that dirty, because the mother had carefully pasted the plastic-wrapped bags with colored tape on the exposed areas, but this did not hinder the sale, understand. Gentlemen will naturally subconsciously glance at the age of the designated sales group marked on the book.

"By the way, how many copies have you sold?" Because her mother was separated by a curtain, Feng Nixing did not turn around.

"Actually, it hasn't been sold yet, and Feng'er is the only one who came to see it." Is the first customer himself? This is really funny.

"Mom, when did you start selling this kind of thing?" Feng Nixing picked up a thin book of doujinshi out of curiosity. Unlike the single-edition book with plastic packaging, the doujinshi has no plastic packaging, because unlike the single-edition book, the doujinshi has no plastic packaging. Although the cover of Zhi is slightly dirty, at least seven out of ten are not exposed.

If you don't put the contents of the book to life on the cover, it will be difficult to sell it, especially in the era of online piracy, physical books are becoming more and more difficult to sell. .

Feng Nixing opened it and looked at it. Most of them are books with the theme of Ship N, and the rest are some more miscellaneous ones, and there is actually a BL book Fuck!

But the one-liner

"I'm actually promoting my works for the club. In fact, my mother has been in charge of painting in a club since she was laid off. It's the kind of fax that sends manuscripts." Because he couldn't see his face, Feng Nixing was thinking about what expression his mother used to speak.

"No way? It's the [-]st century, wouldn't it be more convenient to use a fax or something to draw on a digital tablet?" Speaking of which, Feng Nixing couldn't help but complain.

"Well, after all, it was requested by others, and I prefer to draw."

"In other words, are there any fanzines you drew here?" Feng Nixing looked around curiously.

"It's not actually a one-liner and my club is neon"

"Really? Which one? I'll keep one as a souvenir." Mom is a book painter or something. From a certain point of view, this setting is very interesting, isn't it? (funny face)

"No, you can't touch this kind of H thing yet." In fact, you are no longer qualified to say such things.

"Hey, old lady, it's me, I'm on D3's side." Feng Nixing took out his mobile phone and started to set up his own mother.

"I know! The fifth-to-last stack in the last row on the left hand side is the one!" Phil, who was successfully fitted, hurriedly told Feng Reverse Punishment.

Feng Nixing put away his mobile phone and picked up the book created by his mother.

However, when you see the cover that is covered with tape too much, you know what

Just when Feng Nixing was about to appreciate it

"Are you here to sell a workbook?" At this moment, several teenagers who looked like students gathered around.

Feng Nixing put down the book and answered embarrassingly, "Well, it's okay." Is it really okay to sell these things to people younger than yourself?

Seeing the silence on the mother's side, Feng Nixing was not prepared to talk too much. It seemed that no one would take care of the sale here.

"Boss, do you have the thick eroge book of neon?" It seems that the other party still understands people

The three rows in front of Feng Nixing were all the kind of thick notebooks he said, "This is what you said?" Then he picked up the notebook drawn by his mother and put it in front of them.

"Oh oh oh!!!"

"I finally saw the real book!" These young people were very excited.

Then Feng Nixing condemned himself for doing so in his heart, is it really okay?

"How much is the boss?" They quickly decided to buy a copy each.

Feng turned around, "How much is a copy, that's what I said just now, are you going to buy this?" Then he turned around again.

"I want this, I like the style of painting."

"I want this too."

Phil inside was silent for a while and then said, "120 a book, the original price of the book is 80, the rest is the shipping fee for customs clearance, and what we need to earn"

The two paid the money happily. It seems that 120 is nothing to these people.

Seeing the two of them holding the book and leaving contentedly, does Feng Nixing feel a sense of accomplishment?

Is this the first pot of gold? ..

182. Why is it a pseudo-girl!

"I said do you want to try cos, are there any people who specialize in renting clothes?" Wei looked back and found that Feng Nixing was no longer behind him.

At this time, Feng reversed punishment here

"Thank you for your patronage~" Feng Nixing felt a great sense of accomplishment. Looking at the dwindling doujinshi and single books, it turned out that selling goods was such a pleasant thing.

"Feng'er, have you seen your sister?" Phil's voice came from inside.

Feng Nixing looked around, "No, did you go back?" He took out his mobile phone and planned to contact his sister.

Phil stuck his head out, "Then, are you hungry? I brought instant noodles." Then he took out two buckets of cup noodles.

"There are ready-made snacks in there, why bring instant noodles?" Feng Nixing put her sister's affairs aside and put away her phone.

"This is what you don't know. Although there are many snacks here, they are expensive and not delicious. Do you know what takoyaki without octopus tastes like?" It seems that my mother is already an old driver. It is the kind of the number of exhibitions.

"Okay, why do you bring it over yourself? Didn't you get up very early?"