My mother is an educated youth

Chapter 237

Originally, the child who only wanted a wooden sword came with his mother, and pointed at several toys in a lavish manner.

In Yan Sheng's eyes, he instantly became radiant.

"Our toys here are very cheap. This one costs [-] cents, this one costs [-] cents, and this one costs [-] cents. Do you want to buy it?"

Yan Shen looked at them expectantly. The little boy's mother knelt down and took a look in front of the stall. She picked up all the toys the little boy wanted and touched them. She even got closer and smelled them, as if to make sure they were dry. clean.

But this thing is not expensive, and the child likes it very much. Seeing that the child is so sensible, the little boy's mother nodded.

"I want all the ones he pointed out."

She directly bought all the toys his son wanted.

"That's great. It's 5 cents in total. Thank you, auntie. Auntie, go slowly, brother, go slowly. Goodbye!"

Yan Sheng did not miscalculate, he happily took the money, and gave the toy to the mother and child, then he happily waved to them, and the little boy turned around and waved to Yan Sheng.

"Goodbye brother."

He said sweetly, bouncing away with his beloved toy in his arms.

He sat for a whole morning, Yan Sheng finally opened, and he held back his tears in an instant.

"Fortunately, you see, I also earn money, big brother and second brother, you see, I sold my things, and I also earn money! I am so good!"

Mrs. Yan Sheng was very happy when she sold melons and boasted about herself.

"That's right, third brother is amazing, third brother, come on, third brother can sell more!"

Jian Xingxing was very face-saving and gave him a crackling applause until his palms turned red.

Yan Xing was not stingy with praise. "Yes, it's amazing. I'm here to reward you with a bowl of mung bean soup. Fortunately, do you want to drink it?"

Yan Xing filled Yan Sheng with a bowl of mung bean soup, handed it to him with a smile, and then turned to look at Jian Xingxing.

Even if she held an umbrella in the shade, the temperature outside was still much higher than at home. Jian Xingxing was still a little hot, so she nodded and said in a sweet voice.

"Yes, I want mung bean soup, thank you brother."

Yan Xing also filled a bowl of mung bean soup and handed it to Jian Xingxing.

The four of them guarded the stall for one day and earned a lot of money. They continued to set up the stall the next day, and on the third and fourth days, they repeated the stall every day, which was both fulfilling and earning money.

This holiday, the four of them are quite happy, because they are willing to buy a lot of things when they have money, but they will not say that they are reluctant to buy something they like.

Halfway through the holiday, the four of them set up stalls quite smoothly, but now they encountered a little trouble.

"What should we do? Brother, many people sell mung bean soup, and the price is lower than ours. The customers we managed to save are all taken away by others."

"That's right, that's right, there are still people who imitate us in selling toys, and I can't sell the remaining toys."

"The same goes for clothes. They can sell as much as they like. Why do they have to sell them on the same street as us, and the price is lower than ours? Isn't this a blatant business grab?"

Yan Nan was furious, more and more people came to set up stalls these days, just set up stalls, stalls are not the monopoly of these kids, they don't have any opinions, but these people can't completely copy their ideas Let's set up a stall with things, and deliberately lower the price, so how do they do business?
"Everyone sees that we have made money and want to come to make money. This is nothing more than normal. We can't control others."

Yan Xing calmly comforted him.

"Then what should I do? Just ignore it? I almost want to rush over and smash their stall. What the hell!"

"If they want to sell at a low price, they will sell it at a low price. It won't last long. At worst, if we don't make money these days, we will do more activities."

(End of this chapter)