It was already past the rush hour at the intersection, but about ten pairs of socks were still sold, and a lot of cheap colorful rubber bands were also sold. Handkerchiefs and hair ties were also very popular.
Obviously, the intersection sold better than the school, so she temporarily decided to stay here at noon and afternoon.
When it was hottest at noon, Feng Yanhong hid under the locust tree. Sitting on the ground was not that particular.
After lunch, before we even arrived at the work place, people gradually started to appear on the road again, some of them coming in groups of three or five. At a quick glance, we knew they were heading towards her stall.
"I bought them from her. The socks are of good style and the quality is no worse than those from the supply and marketing cooperative. The key point is that a pair is a dime cheaper than those from the supply and marketing cooperative."
Before Feng Yanhong could say hello, the young woman who led the people had already spoken.
"It's true, the colors are more correct than those from the supply and marketing cooperative. You won't lose the color, will you?"
"I just bought a pair and tried it in the water when I got home. The red ones didn't fade."
"Bring me three pairs of men's socks and two pairs of women's ones." The woman kept moving her hands as she spoke. She held five pairs of socks in her hands and paid for them happily.
"Look how fast her hands are, let her take the lead again."
The other people chuckled and took action one after another.
"Huh? If we get so much, can it still be cheaper?"
Feng Yanhong counted the numbers with a smile, and said a bit awkwardly: "Sisters, I only have a small business and can't make a few cents..."
"Today is the first day of setting up the stall, so these rubber bands will be given to my sisters."
Feng Yanhong took over the rubber bands she had prepared a long time ago, and everyone happily took one.
"The little girl is quite good at getting things done, so the sisters will accept her and bring you business tomorrow."
The socks in Feng Yan's red envelope were all gone before she even started work. When she was considering whether to close the stall, another group of students arrived.
"Ah, sister, why are you here? We came earlier than usual on purpose, but we didn't see you. Fortunately, some classmates saw you."
"There is no one at the school gate anymore, so I came here, and I should be here from now on."
"Okay, then we will come here to find you in the future."
"Tingting, do you think this looks good? I think this looks good too."
A group of little girls were like a group of little sparrows, chattering for a while, and finally paid their bills and left just before class started.
Feng Yanhong patted her bulging money bag and curled her lips with great satisfaction.
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When Feng Yanhong returned to the team carrying her few remaining goods, Feng Yanjun was sitting alone in the shade of the well house in a daze.
"What are you doing here?" Feng Yanhong looked around. In the past, this place was very lively both during the day and at night, but today it was extremely quiet.
"Go home first." From the looks of it, there must have been some unpleasantness.
Feng Yanjun followed Feng Yanhong back home dejectedly. He fetched water from the well and washed Feng Yanhong's face with a pitiful pout.
Feng Yanhong did not pay attention to him immediately, but sat on the table and began to count today's income. Feng Yanjun stood aside for a while, then moved a bench and sat next to Feng Yanhong.
Feng Yanhong took the accounting book she had prepared and wrote down today's income, fifty-six yuan and twenty cents.
He turned around and started organizing his own goods again, still not prepared to pay attention to him.
Feng Yanjun suppressed it until his handsome face turned red, and finally he couldn't help but speak.
"Sister, can I go set up a stall with you?"
Feng Yanhong turned her back to Feng Yanjun and glanced secretly behind her. Seeing him holding the corners of his clothes nervously with both hands, she couldn't help but want to laugh. It took a lot of effort to hold it back. She cleared her throat and said:
"You can go if you want. How can I tie you up and prevent you from going?"
"Are you going in the afternoon?" Originally she didn't want to go in the afternoon, but the young man seemed to need some confidence.
"No problem, then I'll go and serve the noodles first. Sister, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Mom left some food for you at noon."
Feng Yanjun's face looked like that of a three-year-old child. It was pitiful just now, but now it immediately became smiling.
"If I don't take you there, you won't tell me that I have food, right?"
"Where can I... Hehe, sister, wait for me!"
Feng Yanhong rested for less than two hours and accompanied Feng Yanjun out of the house before five o'clock.
She didn't bring anything with her. The first task today was to teach him. She thought about it for a long time yesterday. After all, she couldn't protect him for the rest of her life, let alone replace him.
Trading can be considered a skill. If he is really suitable for it, he might be better at farming than he was in his previous life.
Feng Yanhong placed the pony under the shade of a tree and leisurely played with an angustifolia flower she picked on the road, getting closer and sniffing it from time to time.
Feng Yanjun suppressed her blush and couldn't say a word. She looked at Feng Yanhong helplessly, but Feng Yanhong pretended not to see it.
She had just taught him what to do and what to pay attention to. He had also watched her set up a stall twice, so the rest was up to him.
Sure enough, he is still capable regardless of him.
After shouting, he no longer had any psychological burden. After being noticed, even if he didn't shout, people would come over during this peak period after work.
Feng Yanhong stood up and watched him put the money to start the business into his pocket, showing a happy smile.
Li Boshan got off work from the mechanical team and heard a familiar voice when passing by the intersection. He turned around and saw Feng Yanhong standing under the tree, with her hands behind her back, tapping her toes, stretching her neck, and smiling broadly.
"Hey, what are you thinking about!"
The sound behind him made Li Boshan panic. He shook the handlebars, squeezed the brakes and stopped on the side of the road.
"Jianning, you guys go back first, I have something else to do."
Li Boshan pushed the car to the side to get out of the way, glanced quickly in the direction of Feng Yanhong, and turned his head to hide his emotions.
Zhu Jianning looked back, his eyes a little unclear and a little teasing.
"Okay, I'll forget my true love."
Li Boshan reached out and gently placed his fist on Zhu Jianning's shoulder.
"What are you talking about!"
"Just, just friends..."
Zhu Jianning was not angry. He patted himself on the shoulder and raised the corner of his mouth, "Friend?"
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you really like me, don't give others a chance. Otherwise, you won't regret taking the medicine."
Zhong Qiangguo, the oldest person in the group, had already turned around with his bicycle in his arms and looked at Li Boshan and Feng Yanhong several times.
"Boshan, are you sure we are just friends? If we are really just friends, I won't be polite."
Just when Zhong Qiangguo was pushing the car to pass, Li Boshan grabbed him from the back seat.
Li Boshan's palms were sweating, his tone was a bit cold, and his eyes were particularly firm.
"You are not suitable for her, don't mess with her!"