Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

After they were straightened out, Han Zhaozhao tied them up in bundles of ten with cotton thread. Finally, the two of them counted the money and it amounted to one thousand and four yuan and ten cents.

After locking it back in the closet, Han Zhaozhao patted the sturdy closet and felt relieved.

There was nothing to do next. After locking the door, Han Zhaozhao and Niu Xiaoyun went to the vegetable market.

The vegetable market was deserted in the afternoon, and there were few people to be seen until the end of the working day.

The two girls didn't have much to buy, so they just strolled from one end to the other.

Han Zhaozhao saw a used bookstall with picture books, old newspapers and old books spread out on the floor.

Han Zhaozhao was looking for old books, and Niu Xiaoyun picked up a copy of "Romance of the West Chamber". The two girls squatted in front of the bookstall, reading with great interest.

"Eh? You little girl, this is an ancient book in vertical format, can you understand it?"

Han Zhaozhao raised his head, holding the book tightly in his hand. "Whether I can understand it or not, you are in charge of selling books, but do you also care about literacy? If that's the case, I will buy a few more books from you."

The stall owner of the used bookstall was a young man in his twenties. He sneered: "It's boring for a little girl to talk like that. I can only earn a few cents by selling a used book. Why should I care whether you can read or not?

If I had this ability, I would not have done this dirty job and would have gone to school to be a teacher and educate people long ago.

Stop talking nonsense. This is a small business of mine. You two can't just look at it without buying anything. Little girl, you've finished reading a whole picture book in such a short time. If you were allowed to read it for a whole day, wouldn't you have to finish the whole book?

I might as well rent a book! Hey? What are you reading? I'm talking about you!"

Niu Xiaoyun was just about to change the comic book to read when she was scolded by the stall owner. She was not a man of few words and started to argue: "You are not a decent person to do things this way!

How come others can just look through it but we can’t? The old man just now looked for a long time but didn’t buy anything, and you asked him to come back next time!

What? Are you bullying us because we are small? No matter how small we are, we are still your customers. Your two-faced attitude towards customers is not a serious way to do business. "

The young stall owner laughed, "Hey, little girl, you are quite eloquent, chattering away like a little cannon.

What do you two know? The old man who just left is my old customer.

Whenever I have new goods on sale at my stall, he comes to take a look and usually buys a lot of my books.

I just didn't buy a book I didn't like today, and you two are still arguing with me. OK, OK, it's so hot, I don't have time to argue with you two, I've flipped through it, I've read it, what do you think, is there anything you like?

I’ll sell them to you at a low price. Once you’ve chosen, take them home and have a look!

It's getting cooler now, and my stall is about to be occupied, can you two please stop blocking my stall?"

Han Zhaozhao: "Brother, this is wrong. Why don't you thank us and chase us away? I can tell you don't know how to do business!"

The young stall owner was so angry that he laughed, "You two are small, but you are so shameless! You blocked my business and made me angry. I should thank you in return?

Should I thank you for not irritating me to death, or thank you for spending time with me on such a hot day?"

Niu Xiaoyun: "If you are having a seizure, it's because you are not in good health. Don't try to scam us.

We have no money, and we won’t admit it even if you try to scam us!”

Han Zhaozhao still had the other person's book in her hand and really wanted to buy it, but she couldn't afford to offend the person too much.

He quickly found a way out and said, "Brother, look up and look around, don't you notice anything?

Is it more likely that a stall with inquiries will attract the next customer to stop by?

Will a stall that no one has ever inquired about become even less likely to attract customers?

Think about it, if no one is interested in buying the product, does that mean the customers are unwilling to even stop and ask the price?

With a stall like this and no one around to buy anything, who can I do business with?"

After being reminded by Han Zhaozhao, the young stall owner actually started to observe the stalls around him.

There were three vegetable vendors next to him, one of them was an old man, and there were always people coming to his stall.

Customers looked through his vegetables, and some asked the price and bought them directly if they thought they were suitable.

Some seemed dissatisfied and asked the price but didn't buy. Others didn't say anything, just looked through the baskets and left.

The old man always had a smile on his face. His stall was crowded with people, and he had the most customers. The transaction volume seemed OK.

As for the other two vegetable stalls next to it, one was run by a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, and the other was run by a young man.

The young man was obviously in a bad temper. He was tidying up the vegetable stall, throwing things around and looking very impatient.

His stall actually had the best location, at one end of the vegetable market. When people passed by his stall, occasionally someone would hesitate for a moment, but when they saw his behavior, they would quickly walk away.

It turns out that the less people stay, the less people care!

Not many people visited the middle-aged man's stall. Many people just asked about the price, and when they saw his sad face, they would turn around and buy vegetables from the old man.

The book stall owner seemed to understand: "You mean I have to greet customers with a smile, like you two do without spending a penny, and I have to bow and act like a grandson?"

Han Zhaozhao: Damn, whose naughty kid is this? He is hopeless! I finally showed my kindness and tried to give him some advice, but damn! I am just talking to a cow!

Niu Xiaoyun: "How come you don't understand good and bad words? I am younger than you and I understand it. My sister is teaching you to have a good attitude so that the business will be good!

We spend money to buy things, not to get angry, and we don't have to buy from you. There are several second-hand book stalls on this street, let's go shopping at other ones.

You might find a book you like and buy it directly from someone else!

Zhao Zhao, stop wasting time talking to him. He takes your kindness for granted. Come on, let’s not buy his book. Let him wait with a stern face for people who want to get mad at him to come to visit!

Humph! It would be strange if you could make money doing business like this!"

Niu Xiaoyun got angry and threw down the picture book in her hand, took Han Zhaozhao's hand and was about to leave.

What could Han Zhaozhao do? She could only put down the ancient book in her hand that was about to be squeezed dry.

"Well, I wanted to help you with your business and buy this book, but it seems that we are in conflict with each other and we are not destined to be together!

Let’s go to the stall over there and take a look. The stall owner is an old man, and his temper must be better than this big brother.

Let's go find some books we like and buy a few."

When the young stall owner heard that Han Zhaozhao really wanted to buy a book, he leaned forward, extended his long arm across the stall, and grabbed Han Zhaozhao's shoulders.

"Hey, little sister, don't be in a hurry to leave, it's quite interesting to chat with you two.

No matter which book you like, I won’t make money from you. Just give me the capital and take it away!

Oh! By the way, you can read ancient books, right? You have good taste. Let me see. Ahem, there are pictures inside. I charge 10 cents for it. So, you can take it and go home to read the pictures and learn the words!"

Han Zhaozhao looked at the old book that was handed to him, took it, flipped through it quickly, and handed it back.

"This is the first volume. There should be a second and a third volume. It's useless for me to buy just one. Why don't you look for it? If it's a set, I'll go all out and buy them all."

The young man was happy, "Really? Buy it as a set? Okay, I remember there should be some.

Don't leave in a hurry, I'll find them all for you. When we were setting up the stall this morning, I remember my dad seemed to have put them in a box."