"No, no, we are civilized people, how can we use such rough methods?" Jiang Muxing's eyes turned into crescent moons, and the little tiger teeth shone with a white luster in the winter sun.

Sun Quan shivered subconsciously. Why did he think Jiang Mu is more terrifying than Teacher Wen?

Before Wen Liyan could speak, he heard a gloating, "Oh, this place was robbed? Oh, why do you think you are so unlucky?"

Yang Zhigao was wearing work clothes and laughed proudly, and the meaning of watching the fun was very obvious.

He glanced at the large woven bag on the donkey and smiled, "There are a lot of goods today, but it's a pity that you may have returned without success today, but it's cheaper than what you sell."

Yang Zhigao had been waiting for a long time at this moment. Seeing Jiang Mu's defeated look, he felt so happy. Seeing that she had been silent, he felt even happier.

He became arrogant as well.

"I remember that the first day you came here to set up a stall, and it attracted so many customers because the price was lower than in our shopping mall. Now you see others cheaper than what you sell. What do you think of using you to attract customers?"

Jiang Mu smiled and said seriously, "The first one who dared to eat crabs is a hero, and the second one is a bear."

Yang Zhigao's smile froze.

"I'm talking about the shameless person who learns from me to do business and dares to be the idiot in front of me. Isn't it that uncle, why is your face so ugly?"

Jiang Mu's fair little face was full of doubts.

Yang Zhi grinded his teeth in a breath, took a few steps forward with his short and fat body behind him, and his hands were placed in full shape, which was obviously based on the fact that he was suppressing people.

He stopped in front of Jiang Mu and whispered, "It's impossible to solve anything with a stubborn mouth. If so many gloves can't be sold, they will be smashed into their hands, right?"

Jiang Mu put his hands in the pocket of the cotton jacket, his eyes frivolously, and his smile was meaningful, "Uncle can think about this problem carefully to save himself from being in a hurry."

Yang Zhigao's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"Follow me, work is on!" Jiang Mu patted Sun Quan's arm and directly placed the stall opposite the tall man.

"Do you still remember to make a bet?" Jiang Mu asked, patting Wen Liyan on the shoulder.

Wen Liyan reflected, "Remember."

Jiang Mu smiled brightly. She stretched her long arms and used her height to press the weight on Sun Quan. "It's time to test us. Can you teach that short and fat lesson today determine whether we can learn skills in the future!"

Sun Quan's eyes lit up, and his hands were more quick and he managed the stall in less than five minutes.

Then Jiang Mu appeared.

"In order to give back to new and old customers, knitted gloves are 2.51 yuan and 5.5 yuan and 2. Don't miss them when you pass by! You can choose whatever you want, and you won't be anxious no matter how you choose!"

The girl's crisp voice spread far away, and the rhythmic hawking sound attracted everyone's attention.

The customer who was originally choosing opposite him, when he heard Jiang Mu's two 50-1 pairs, he immediately put down his gloves and turned toward Jiang Mu's stall, one 80 yuan and the other 50 yuan. Of course, he had to choose a cheap one.

Besides, Jiang Mu has been selling here for more than half a month. Basically, everyone around him knows that there is a little girl selling gloves here, which is of good quality and variety.

With the addition of the two, people naturally prefer to buy gloves at Jiang Mu's stall.

But in a blink of an eye, there was no one in front of the tall man's stall.

This is the market economy. The reactions of the masses are the most real. When the quality is almost different, they will go to the house where the price is lower.

Sun Quan and Wen Liyan immediately helped collect money, find money, and entertain guests.

Jiang Mu smiled and introduced various styles and patterns. She did not forget to pay attention to Yang Zhigao in the busy space.

Yang Zhigao, who was showing off just now, is now very angry.

"Brother-in-law, what should we do now? The girl also lowered the price. We reduced the price by 20 cents at the beginning, but she immediately reduced the price by 50 cents. Isn't this girl afraid of losing money?"

Yang Zhigao's gaze passed through the gaps in the crowd, looked at Jiang Mu, who was smiling, and clenched his fists hard. He now understood why she had just said that.

It turns out that she is also thinking of reducing the price.

"Brother-in-law, otherwise we will also reduce the price? We sell two yuan, four pairs, how about it?"

"No, if we surrender, what should we do if the dead girl surrenders again?" Yang Zhigao grinded his teeth in anger.

"Then let's lower the price, otherwise we won't be able to sell it here." The tall man was a little panicked.

He listened to his sister and brother-in-law, invested his salary for two months, and temporarily put down his job and set up a stall every day. If he really couldn't sell it, wouldn't the 300 yuan he invested would be wasted?

"No, we can't reduce it! If we reduce it, how can we make money?" Yang Zhigao's low voice was full of anger, "Buying dimes and processing fees all cost money."

"That's only a few dollars, we won't pay for it even if we sell a pair of 1 yuan."

Yang Zhigao glared at him and whispered, "What do you know? What I want is to make money, not to lose money!"

The other party was scolded like this and his face turned red, "What should we do now?"

Yang Zhigao looked at the bustling opposite and the business was booming, and was even more upset and shouted, "What should I do? What else can you do besides asking what to do?"

The tall man suddenly stopped talking.

"Clean up the stall and sell it in another place, you can't lower the price!" Yang Zhigao's voice seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth.

Jiang Mu had many guests here. Although she couldn't tell what was happening opposite, she saw that they had already started to clean up the stall and knew that her goal had been achieved.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, there are all kinds of gloves, and you can buy them all today." Jiang Mu deliberately raised his voice.

"The price of palm-shaped gloves has been reduced. Why don't the price of five-finger gloves be reduced? Boss, are you too unreasonable?"

"My sister, I just come to earn some tuition and living expenses. If the price is reduced, I will have no books to read." Jiang Mu said with a smile.

"I bought two pairs of five-finger gloves, which are cheaper."

"Nine-five yuan, you're 50 cents cheaper. Sister, you have to take care of my business in the future!"

"No problem, I will bring my friends here tomorrow."

"Boss, you can't just give this to lesbians and not give us discounts, right?" someone shouted.

"That's right, you can't give this discount to lesbians, we also need discounts!"

Jiang Mu stepped on the seat of the car and stood directly on the back riding donkey, clapping his hands and said, "Promotions! Discounts! All discounts! Except for the slap gloves, you can buy any two pairs of them at 50 cents!"

"What about buying three pairs?" Someone asked.

"The discount is 80 cents! Four pairs are discounted together!" Jiang Mu's words were like pressing a switch. There were already many people in the stalls, and there were more people.

Yang Zhigao and the tall man who had already packed up their stalls also heard Jiang Mu's words and were so scared that their knees were weak and they almost fell down. They were indeed unable to compare with the price reduction efforts.

"Brother-in-law, isn't that girl afraid of losing money?"

Yang Zhigao looked at the tall girl standing with anger, "I guess she has already made a profit and has made a lot of money. She is not afraid of losing money at all!"

This was what he just thought of, no wonder he had a bad premonition just now.

"Let's go, go somewhere else. A shopping mall has just opened in Jing'an District. The flow of people is comparable to that in this place. You can go there to sell it!" Yang Zhigao said in a muffled voice.

"Yeah, why did you leave like this? You have to think about the question just now, you will use it." Jiang Mu said loudly, with a crisp forehead voice clamping the girl's smile.

Flattering, vivid.

It's also annoying enough.

Yang Zhigao was so angry that he was itchy, but he didn't agree with it. He didn't believe it and couldn't avoid this girl!

I have to say that Yang Zhigao thought things too simply, and Jiang Mu is not an ordinary fifteen-year-old girl.

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Ahhhhh, I spent the observation period safely!!!

Happy! ~
Chapter completed!