Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Zhang Jinlan was afraid that her granddaughter would be hungry, so she took out a piece of cake from her backpack that was bigger than Jiang Fubao's face.

Let her chew it.

"Grandma, I'm not hungry." Jiang Fubao shook his head.

If she takes a bite of this pancake, she will choke to death.

She won't eat it.

So I didn't answer.

Besides, she just wanted to see more of the town.

Understand the world.

I have no appetite at all.

"Okay, then let's go sell the eggs first." Zhang Jinlan didn't force her granddaughter to eat, and put the pancake back.

The grandparents and grandchildren stood in the middle of a six-way intersection.

Jiang Fubao raised his head.

She noticed a wooden sign hanging above each intersection.

About the same size as a modern tablet computer.

"Grandma, which intersection are we going to?" Jiang Fubao looked at her.

"Go this way." Zhang Jinlan couldn't read.

But she knew the way.

She carried the bamboo basket on her back, held Jiang Fubao's hand, and walked towards the intersection with the sign of Caishijie.

This street is full of small vendors, some selling vegetables, some selling wild fish and various mountain products. Occasionally you can also come across people selling grain privately. The prices are lower than those in the grain shops, but unfortunately the quantities are not large.

I guess they are all poor people who are in urgent need of money and have no choice but to sell their grain.

When grain shops buy grain, they always try to lower the price.

This has been true since ancient times.

I guess it's the same here.

There are not only stalls on the street, but also various shops.

Most of them are butcher shops, oil shops, seasoning shops or grain shops.

No wonder it’s called Caishi Street.

It’s similar to a modern vegetable market.

Zhang Jinlan stopped at the entrance of Zaoxiao Lane.

There are twenty or thirty people setting up stalls here.

Judging from their appearance and clothes, most of them are from poor families.

"Let's stay here. You don't have to pay here." Zhang Jinlan put down the backpack, occupied a small space, and said to Jiang Fubao.

"Grandma, do I have to pay for selling eggs?" Jiang Fubao blinked his big eyes, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course, although this alley is quite remote, you don't have to pay the street manager to set up a stall here. You can take a spot and leave after selling your goods. The first one to arrive can pick a good spot. If you set up a stall in the front, you have to pay a penny, and a penny can buy a coarse flour bun. You should save money. Wouldn't it be nice to buy buns for Fubao with that money? Right."

Although Jiang Fubao is only three years old.

But as long as she asked.

Zhang Jinlan always answers patiently.

"Grandma is right, let's sell it here." Jiang Fubao squatted on the ground obediently.

"Fubao is really good. Don't worry. Eggs are in great demand and many people are buying them. This is also a famous morning market, so many people will walk a long way to buy them. They will be sold out in a short while. If Fubao gets tired of squatting, just go sit on the stone steps next to him."

Zhang Jinlan arrived very late.

Morning market. Morning market.

The morning market, of course.

It is noon now.

The number of people walking on the streets was 50% less than in the morning.

But there were still quite a few people bringing things to sell, so Zhang Jinlan occupied an average position.

Belongs to the corners.

But I can't stand her loud voice and thick skin.

Zhang Jinlan took out the eggs, placed them in order, and then shouted towards the street.

Two women passing by were so scared that they almost fell flat on their faces.

The two men looked at Zhang Jinlan as if they had seen a ghost.

"I'm selling eggs. They're farm-raised eggs at the foot of the mountain. They eat the finest wild vegetables and insects every day. I guarantee they're delicious. One egg costs only two cents. I'm selling fresh farm-raised eggs. They're big and delicious.

Only two cents for one, freshly laid hens' eggs this morning, look, I've wiped all the chicken droppings off them cleanly, my eggs are a circle bigger than others, but the price is only one cent more, first come first served, and I'll leave when they're sold out!"

It was the first time that Jiang Fubao saw grandma selling things.

This talent for promoting business is simply amazing.

However, when he heard her praising the eggs, Jiang Fubao lowered his head and almost laughed out loud.

These are the foreign eggs she bought from the supermarket. Of course, they are bigger than the country eggs because they taste worse.

The yolks of free-range eggs are dark yellow, and some are slightly orange.

The yolks of foreign eggs are not light in color after being cooked.

The taste is much worse than that of free-range eggs.

Although experts say that the nutritional value of the two types of eggs is the same, many city dwellers still spend high prices to buy farm eggs.

However, here, the two have switched places.

Just because foreign eggs are bigger than local eggs.

Grandma used it to fool other people.

"Auntie, how much are the eggs? Can I buy more and get a discount? I want to buy 20 eggs. Can you give me a penny off?"

Eggs are a hot commodity.

Before Zhang Jinlan could shout again, a woman came straight over and asked the price.

"Oh, Madam, you know that eggs are priced at this price. We are poor, and we have dozens of mouths to feed. Look at my granddaughter, she has never eaten meat since she was a child. She is hungry every day. I feel bad for her. If you give her one cent less, we, the grandparents, will not be able to eat lunch at noon, and we will have to walk for five hours on an empty stomach to get home.

Just think of it as having pity on us, madam. You are obviously from a wealthy family. Look, how bright the clothes are. They are newly made, right? I have never seen such fine fabrics in my life. Alas, eggs are really not cheap, but don’t worry, madam. If you buy eggs, I will pick the big ones for you and I promise not to let you suffer a loss. "

Zhang Jinlan refused to bargain, but she was good at pretending.

She was seen complaining in a hoarse voice while praising the woman in front of her.

It seems like she is saying, you are so rich, you look like the wife of a wealthy family, you dress so well, why are you bargaining with us? We, the two of us, a grandparent and my grandson, are so poor that we don’t even have money to eat lunch, are you really that cruel?

This is pure moral kidnapping.

Jiang Fubao silently gave grandma a thumbs up in his heart.

She is really a scheming old lady!

really.

The woman didn't bargain again.

She is thin-skinned.

After hearing this, she asked for twenty eggs.

After all, eggs are all priced at this price.

It doesn't matter where you buy it.

And these eggs are indeed a size bigger than ordinary eggs.

Two cents is definitely worth it.

She bought twenty, took out forty copper coins, handed them to Zhang Jinlan, and then turned and walked away. "What an old liar, this little girl is plump and fair, she doesn't look hungry at all." But she muttered something.

Zhang Jinlan didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Fubao heard it clearly.

She touched her ear awkwardly.

Grandma is really good at lying. She doesn't even worry about whether others can see through her.

The main character is thick-skinned.

But she likes it.

Although one penny may not be much, you can buy a lot of things here, such as a small bag of melon seeds, a dozen wild fruits, a coarse flour steamed bun, etc.

Why should we give advantage to others?

The miser Jiang Fubao has a very similar personality to Zhang Jinlan.

No wonder it’s a grandparent and grandchild.

Half an hour later, all two hundred eggs were sold out.

I got four hundred coins.