Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1229, 489. The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea? Each has their own unique abilities!
Just as Brother Tiger was anxiously waiting to open for business, an unexpected figure stopped in front of him.

this.
Little Tiger was a little embarrassed.

"You actually sell books."

Liang Yijia's casual tone really annoyed Wang Xiaohu. Why couldn't he sell books?!
Instantly, Little Tiger was no longer embarrassed and replied with slight dissatisfaction, "Can't I sell books?"

“Of course.” Liang Yijia nodded, glanced down at the books, and saw that all of them were covered in plastic wrap. “They’re all new books.”

Wang Xiaohu felt offended; the other person's tone made it seem as if he never liked reading.

However, adhering to the principle that the customer is always right, he suppressed his dissatisfaction and replied again, "They are all new books, genuine books, would you like one?"

Liang Yijia picked up a copy of Oliver Twist, glanced at the price, and asked, "Is it on sale?"

Wang Xiaohu was speechless: "They're all new books, and I bought them all at full price."

Liang Yijia looked up: "But if it's at the original price, why can't I just buy it at the bookstore?"

Wang Xiaohu was taken aback, and for a moment he actually felt that what the other person said made some sense. However, he immediately realized that buying his book could get him a blind box.

"Buying from me comes with a free chance to open a blind box!"

Liang Yijia said "Oh," and asked, "What blind boxes?"

Wang Xiaohu coughed: "Ultraman cards, there's a chance you'll get a Black Gold card."

Liang Yijia shook her head: "Childish."

Wang Xiaohu glared at him: "What do you know! One of my cards can buy three of your books."

Liang Yijia shook her head again: "It's just a toy."

He then returned the book to his stall, saying, "I won't take your card. This book is thirty yuan. Will you sell it or not?"

At thirty, Little Tiger was starting to get a little tempted.

Since the book is priced at thirty-five, we only lost five yuan.

It's not really about whether he's making a profit or not; the main thing is that he can accept this price.

"Alright, here's thirty." He added, "Since you're my first customer, I'll give you three books and four card holders for thirty yuan. You can choose."

Following Wang Xiaohu's pointing finger, Liang Yijia looked at a stack of neatly folded toilet paper next to the bookstall, and after a moment asked doubtfully, "So this is the blind box card pack?"

Wang Xiaohu was embarrassed when asked about the game. Indeed, due to limited time, the only solution he could think of last night was to wrap the card in toilet paper.

Although it looks a bit rudimentary, all the cards inside are genuine.

Forget it, what does a little girl know?

"Are you going to smoke or not? If you don't, you might not get another chance like this."

“I’m not smoking anymore, please wrap up my schoolbag,” Liang Yijia said, pulling a crisp new 100-yuan bill from her pocket.

Huh? Wrap it up?
"How are you going to wrap it?" Little Tiger thought to himself, "Isn't this book already shrink-wrapped? This is the packaging."

Liang Yijia sighed: "Brother, do you expect me to carry all these books around in my hands? At least give me a bag to put them in."

"Oh, the bags, wait here." Little Tiger hurriedly borrowed two bags from the next stall, leaving Liang Yijia speechless once again.

Liang Yijia fell into self-doubt, wondering how she could have liked a guy like that before.

At this moment, Little Tiger Brother certainly didn't look as elegant as he did on stage; he looked like a flustered idiot.

"Here you go!" Little Tiger quickly stuffed the Orphan of Twist that Liang Yijia wanted into a bag and presented it with both hands.

Liang Yijia took the money and placed it on the book stall. Little Tiger took out a fifty-yuan note and a twenty-yuan note from his waist bag and handed them over.

"Bye-Bye."

"Bye-bye. If you don't find anything you want to buy later, come back and buy a book. Reading more books is always a good thing. Trust me, I'll even give you a discount."

Liang Yijia smiled and said, "Okay."

Watching Liang Yijia's departing figure, Little Tiger suddenly felt that she seemed like a decent person.

Of course, all of this depends on having one hundred dollars in hand.

He held the money in his hand up to the sunlight and flicked it; the crisp sound made him involuntarily smile.

My shop is open for business!

Feeling smug, Little Tiger defiantly waved the money in his hand at the stall across the street.

Qiao Zhizhi gave a thumbs up.

Hmph, Little Tiger's assessment is—there's a trap!
"Books for sale! Books for sale!"

"Do not miss passing through!"

Want to know why Li Bai is called the "Poet Immortal"?

Want to know where all the world's places are?

"Buy a book on Chinese culture for ten million, and take all the answers home."

"You buy books, but you gain knowledge, and knowledge is priceless."

"There's also a chance to get a Black Gold Card."

It has to be said that Brother Tiger's hawking voice has become much more confident, probably because he has opened for business, and his hawking phrases are becoming more and more fluent.

Just then, a boy wearing glasses stopped and asked, "Do you sell black gold cards?"

Wang Xiaohu: "It's not just about buying books; you get a chance to open blind boxes with the purchase of books. Whether you get one or not depends entirely on luck."

The boy thought to himself, "This is a lie, right?" and said, "Okay."

Seeing the boy walk away so casually, Little Tiger was dumbfounded. He was gone already?
But then two more girls came to the book stall, one of whom politely asked, "Are you Wang Xiaohu, the conductor of our school orchestra?"

Little Tiger immediately put on a smile: "Yes, do you two want to buy books? All of these are brand new, genuine books."

Before Brother Tiger could finish speaking, the girl who hadn't said a word seemed to blush.

What's going on?

Then a girl next to me interrupted, "Can we buy books through WeChat friends?"

Little Tiger: "."

Holy crap.
Should he take the plunge or not? This is the question that Little Tiger is currently struggling with.

moment.

"Add you?"

"Her".

Two books.

"Then let's choose."

"Choose one."

This scene truly stunned the students selling bouncy balls nearby.
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Ten minutes ago.

Mu Xin and the others saw the car carrying boxes wandering around and assumed that the car had not yet found a stall.

So I decided to go up and help the car.

But when I got closer, I realized the driver was haggling with the other driver.

A puzzle set costs eight yuan, but two toy cars cost ten yuan each.

This truly shocked all the adults. Was this some kind of bargaining?!

Old Tang was too embarrassed to get any closer. He was about to step forward and offer to pay for the puzzle with the car when Mu Xin stopped him.

The crowd watched with great interest, and finally, Xiao Che got his wish and bought four puzzle boxes for twenty yuan.

As Xiao Che happily put the puzzle pieces into the box, he turned around and saw Mu Xin, Lao Tang, and the others.

"Teacher Tang, Teacher Mu, Teacher Zheng, Teacher Zhang!"

Mu Xin gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."

The little car chuckled, then, not seeing the teacher, asked, "Where's the teacher?"

Old Tang: "I don't know where your teacher went. Linlin, you haven't opened your stall yet."

Car: "It's open! It's right there!"

Following the direction the car was pointing, everyone saw a group of children gathered in circles, seemingly doing something together.

Zhang Miao hesitated for a moment and said, "Linlin, do you mean that's your stall?"

Xiao Che: "Hmm!" Hai Tao frowned: "But aren't you here?"

Everyone was a bit confused. What kind of business owner would wander around without keeping an eye on the stall? And it seemed like business was booming.

“Unless…” Mu Xin seemed to have discovered the problem, “Linlin, are you collaborating with your other classmates?”

"Yes!" the little car offered, "Why don't you teachers come and have some fun too? It's a lot of fun."

Want to play?
The group of people were filled with questions as they followed the car toward the ring toss game area.

Ten minutes later, at this very moment, Ang Lee was standing not far from the ring toss game.

He was drawn here three minutes ago because he wanted to see what was going on and why there were so many people.

He was stunned when he got closer.

I have to say, kids these days are really full of ideas.

But the more he looked, the more puzzled he became. He knew Wu Yifan well; how could one person run such a large operation?
Or perhaps he simply doesn't understand the child well enough.

In just a short while, he estimated that Wu Yifan had already earned twenty yuan.

Don't be fooled by the fact that a game of hoops only costs three coins; it's enough to keep kids busy playing with them.

Round after round, without stopping for a full quarter of an hour.

What impressed him most was that if he didn't win, he could choose his reward, and if he did win, he could exchange other items from the prize pool.

This means that anyone who participates will receive a prize.

This guaranteed minimum price mechanism has greatly stimulated the participation of many small consumers.

The core idea is to buy a pen for three yuan through play, and if you're lucky, you can also buy a pretty big toy for three yuan.

That's amazing, truly amazing.

Just as Li An was about to continue looking for Xiao Che, Wang Xiaohu and the other kids' stalls, he saw Xiao Che and Lao Tang walking towards him.

Seeing that Xiao Che was still holding a box, he chuckled to himself, realizing that he hadn't found a stall after all that effort.

"teacher!"

As soon as the car called out "Teacher," Wu Yifan looked up sharply and shouted, "Boss!"

boss?

At the same time, Ang Lee was stunned, and so were Old Tang and the others.

Li An was puzzled because the stall in front of him was a small cart? But in an instant, all his doubts were resolved. He thought to himself, "Hey, this girl is really something."
Old Tang and the others were bewildered by the scene before them. So this is how the game is played after all this time?
Haitao was impressed and chuckled, "Linlin, you didn't go to buy some goods just now, did you?"

Xiao Che chuckled, handed the box to Wu Yifan, and then ran towards Li An.

"Teacher, would you like to give it a try? It's three yuan for ten rings, and there are lots of prizes to be won!"

The teacher and student looked into each other's eyes, and Ang Lee smiled with such kindness.

“Here you go.” Li An pulled out twenty yuan in cash. “I’ll treat a few teachers to a game, ten rings each.”

The little car waved its hands hastily, "Just kidding, teachers, you can play around as you like!"

“That won’t do.” Li An handed the money to Wu Yifan. “Hurry up and give me five dollars in change.”

This put Wu Yifan in a difficult position; how was he supposed to collect the teachers' money?
"Then we're leaving." Li An pretended to leave, and Xiao Che had no choice but to let Wu Yifan accept the teacher's money.

Old Tang: "Let's line up."

Haitao: "Yes, yes, we'll line up."

As the group arrived at the back of the waiting line, order was restored.

The game continues, and the game continues to wait.

The car accompanied several teachers to the end of the line.

Ang Lee told Xiao Che to go ahead and do his work without worrying about them. Xiao Che said he would wait and see how things went before deciding what and how much to stock.

Everyone was once again filled with admiration, considering that the car was only about the same age as the children.

"Linlin, you're sure to make a lot of money in the future," Haitao said honestly. "How did you come up with this idea?"

That's a long story, but to put it simply, "I like playing ring toss."

Ang Lee: "The circle was made of glow sticks."

Car: "Hmm!"

Ang Lee: "Where did these glow sticks come from? From the box? I didn't even notice them."

Xiao Che: "I bought it from another student's stall."

Zhang Miao: "Then it was made into a circle."

Haitao: "Tsk tsk."

Ang Lee: Aren't you worried about the inspecting teachers coming over? Your behavior is a bit of a red line.

Xiao Che: "I don't think so. There are several lottery booths, and none of them have a guaranteed prize. I saw the inspectors passing by didn't say anything."

Haitao: "It really is true. I saw it just now too. There's even one yuan for one draw."

Old Tang: "Linlin has figured everything out."

Ang Lee smiled and said, "Go on and get busy, young boss. You'll have to treat us to a meal today, judging by the business."

Car: "Absolutely!"

Everyone laughs.

Ang Lee cautioned, "Don't haggle too hard; they can't possibly outmaneuver you."

Mu Xin: "Boss, I don't agree with your point of view. Linlin didn't force anyone to sell to her. The price was negotiated."

Ang Lee smiled wryly. The logic was sound, but the problem was that this was, after all, a campus activity, a simulated market. It seemed a bit much for the little car to use the bargaining tactics of adults.
The little car knew what the teacher was going to say and happily replied, "Don't worry, teacher, I know what I'm doing."

After the teachers finished playing and left, the car checked its inventory and set off again.

This time, she still patronized the stalls with little business and bargained fiercely as always.
-
Ang Lee and his group finally circled around to the stall of Wang Xiaohu and his band's children.

Just as Wang Xiaohu closed a deal, Li An stepped forward and joked, "How was it, Mr. Wang? Not bad, right?"

"Teacher, you've finally arrived! Quickly, I'll buy you a copy!" Wang Xiaohu cried out, "I'm so miserable!"

Ang Lee: "I see that several copies have been sold, haven't they?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Don't even mention it, sigh."

While the teacher and student chatted, Lao Tang and Mu Xin went to Qiao Zhizhi's stall.

"They're so beautiful!" Mu Xin exclaimed, captivated by the neatly arranged paintings before her. "Did you paint all of these?"

"Yes, thank you, Teacher Mu. Which one do you like? I'll give it to you." Compared to the two children's reactions, Qiao Zhizhi seemed much more generous.

"I like this vase." Mu Xin took out ten yuan without saying a word.

Old Tang: "Take Zhizhi. You have to take the money for this painting today. Be good."

Qiao Zhizhi didn't stand on ceremony and smiled sweetly, "I'll do as Teacher Tang says, Teacher Mu, I'll wrap it up for you."

Qiao Zhizhi skillfully wrapped the painting Mu Xin had chosen with a large sheet of white paper, and then casually wrapped another oil painting of sunflowers.

Mu Xin: "Zhizhi, what are you doing!"

Qiao Zhizhi explained, "These two paintings are a set. You can check the date when you get home."

He then placed the two wrapped paintings into a beautiful paper bag and handed it to them, saying, "Thank you, and welcome back next time!"

Mu Xin and Lao Tang smiled helplessly; this child was really something.
Looking at this scene, and then at Wang Xiaohu who was practically forcing him to buy the book, Ang Lee really didn't know how to comment.

Why is the gap so big?
Just then, Brother Tiger shouted at Qiao Zhizhi's stall, "What you gave to Teacher Mu doesn't count as what you sold! I saw it!"

Qiao Zhizhi shrugged and returned a nonchalant smile.

Seeing Little Tiger Brother makes me so angry.

“Teacher,” he lowered his voice, “we have a bet. If she sells thirty paintings, I lose. You can’t buy her paintings.”

Li Anxin sighed, "You're both useless and a dog."

Wang Xiaohu lowered his voice again: "Teacher, you can say whatever you want to me. Hurry up and pick a book. I'll give you a 10% discount."

Ang Lee: "Hiss, didn't you just give that girl a 30% discount?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Hehe~ Teacher, why are you taking this so seriously? Just think of it as coaxing a child."

Ang Lee: "What the hell?"
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Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the flea market that had been open that morning was about to close.