Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 39 Beauty Trap

"Second brother, I want to ask you to help me shout. You have a loud voice and a sharp tongue, which can attract people." He Miao looked at Feng Erzhuang with a smile.

Feng Erzhuang was laughing to tears, but after hearing what He Miao said, the smile froze on his face.

"No, does this have anything to do with me? Third brother and sister, I can't shout about this!"

Feng Erzhuang is a straight man with a good face. Letting him hawk in public would be worse than killing him.

He Miao knew that he would not cooperate easily and had already caught his weakness.

“Second brother, it’s okay if you don’t shout, but if you don’t shout, the goods won’t be sold, and you’ll have to move them home!

Feng Erzhuang: "If it doesn't work, just move back. I'll carry it so you won't be burdened."

"It's a trivial matter to work hard without making money. The most important thing is to lose face! Forget it, since the second brother insists on this, let's close the stall." He Miao deliberately pretended to clean up.

Although Feng Erzhuang was straightforward, he was not slow in thinking. He figured it out immediately.

Yes, he, Feng Laoer, is considered the number one figure in the village.

If he went back like this and was seen by Uncle Duan and the folks who were riding in the car, wouldn't he think that he was just a grown man, bringing his family members and sick brothers to the town to sell goods, but he didn't sell anything? That would be too embarrassing. Got it!

Anyway, no one in the town knew him, Feng Laoer, so he risked his life!
  "Hey, don't, don't, if this thing can't be sold today, how can I be a human being? Put it down quickly."

He Miao secretly laughed inwardly, to deal with such a man whose reputation is as big as the sky, he had to be so excited.

Feng Laoer cleared his throat, shouted "Hey hey" several times in a low voice, became angry and started hawking.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by! Take a look! Take a look! Our bamboo baskets are really good! The big one is fifteen cents, the small one is ten cents. It's cheaper to buy two. Buy three and get a handful of fresh green bamboo baskets. Green vegetables!"

He yelled and waved the dishes in his hand.

Mrs. Feng Liu saw it and pulled it off: "Take it here, keep it as a gift, don't let me hang around!"

The handsome Yuen Long, who sells his lust, and Feng Laoer, who talks nonsense, combine to attract the ears of customers and satisfy the eyes of customers. It is indeed a novel feature.

Several people came over to ask about the price, including ladies and aunts. Some even leaned close to Yuen Long, carefully inspected the quality of the basket, and touched Yuen Long's arm.

"Come here and see, there are many kinds of these, you can carry them on your back." Seeing this, He Miao stepped forward with a smile on his face and let the customers go to the stall to choose.

Firstly, to protect my husband-in-law, and secondly, even as a man, he has the right not to be harassed by the opposite sex.

You can see! It’s impossible to get started! Just feast your eyes.

After a lot of trouble, two-thirds of the goods were sold.

The stall selling rouge nearby had closed down, and a piece of land was left vacant. A new old man with a stooped back came in, accompanied by a young man, and brought some bamboo baskets to sell.

The price he charged was lower than the people on the other side of the street. Such a big bamboo basket only cost five cents!
  The most terrifying thing is that he probably learned the tricks of He Miao after observing nearby for a long time. He pushed out the young people accompanying him and posed like Yuen Long.

This young man is a little less handsome in appearance, but he is better at talking. He can be called a combination of handsome Yuen Long and a sharp tongue.

As soon as he stood up, the two families were immediately at odds!

He Miao was shocked in her heart: What's going on, Xiong Jing is starting to happen?

These days, everyone's money is tight, and there are only a few people who are willing to pay purely for beauty. Comparing the two parties, the Feng family was immediately defeated.

The sun would set in half an hour, and the family was worried again.

"Hey, this guy can't be too greedy. If you want to sell it at a high price, someone has to buy it." The hunchbacked old man stared at Feng Liu provocatively, as if he was talking to his own family, but in fact he was talking to the Feng family.

He Miao: You old man, plagiarism does not count, is malicious bidding still justified? It's you people who have no lower limit who disrupt the market order.

She was so angry that she grabbed Yuen Long and said: "Recall quickly, what does Dayan's law say about deliberately lowering prices to hurt peers?"

Although Yuen Long's memory is incomplete, he will never disappoint in terms of law.

The four words "Dayan Law" were like a switch that opened a treasure. He closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then opened his mouth and recited it word for word.

"According to Dayan Law Chapter 7, Article 15, if you see others buying and selling, squeeze out peers, operate monopolistically, compare prices with others, and make profits by confusing others, it is an act of unfair competition. Anyone who violates this law Once discovered, the rod will be eighty and there will be no mercy."

He Miao raised his eyebrows and looked up at the hunchbacked old man.

The old man couldn't understand the words in the law, but he could understand the meaning of "Dayan Law" and "Eighty Rods". It was clear that this little girl was targeting herself.

He was shocked for a second, then returned to his relaxed posture the next.

"Huh, scare me with some shabby rules that people don't understand. It's a small business, a matter of a few pennies. The gang of thieves in the yamen can't make any money, so they don't bother to care about it."

He Miao: "..."

No matter how careless, these old fritters still have experience.

Yuen Long's trump card skills actually failed here!

Sure enough, trying to use the law to persuade or restrain people who do not understand the law is a futile effort.

In the end, He Miao had to agree with her mother-in-law to follow the trend and sell at a reduced price. Finally, she cleared out the remaining goods before going home.

A few people closed up the stalls and rushed to the city gate to meet up with Uncle Duan. There was no cargo on the way back, so the car was much faster.

Uncle Duan couldn't stop praising: "Sister-in-law, I just said that all your children are good at it. Look, the sales are so smooth!"

When Feng Erzhuang heard this, he felt so beautiful.

He Miao is not as big-hearted as him. The things are sold, but if this happens every time, the nature of making baskets and selling them to subsidize the family has changed, and he still has to find a way.

As soon as they stepped into the house, they heard a commotion in the main room.

"That damn old man of yours must be back. He has the nerve to come back!" Mrs. Feng Liu muttered.

As soon as he entered the house, Feng Qinkui was indeed there, sitting on the kang with a red face talking to someone.

Opposite him sat a skinny old lady and a fat, dark man.

The former is Feng Qinkui's third aunt. She married into a neighboring village more than 40 years ago. She took her husband's surname and changed her name to Zhou Feng, and was known as Mrs. Zhou. The latter is her grandson Zhou Fulu.

"Brother, you're back. Come on, my aunt is here with Fulu." When Feng Qinkui saw his wife, he immediately greeted her warmly as if nothing had happened.

Mrs. Feng Liu was resentful in her heart, but since there was an outsider in the family, she had to give him some respect.

"Third aunt is here, oh, Fulu, you have grown so big, you are so tall!" Ms. Feng Liu put on a smile and went forward to greet her.

Unexpectedly, the old lady was not a good person, and said with a straight face: "Daughter-in-law, Dakui, where have you been this afternoon? I've been here for so long, and I haven't even seen you."

(End of this chapter)