PFC Chapter 147 Satisfaction
Chapter 147 Satisfaction
Ah Wen glared at him and said:
"You are the only one who knows how to calculate and take advantage of others. I only invest in what I want. Even if I don't win, I will accept it."
The short boy was speechless, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and said hurriedly:
"We've spent 150 yuan together and got nothing. I was counting on you, the great god, to get a good start and beat that Er Longzi to death. But if the New Year's money I give is not right, my mother will definitely beat me when I get home."
The tall boy stared at the toy robot intently, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. As he watched the number of circles getting smaller and smaller, his nerves became more and more tense.
But those colorful circles seemed to be possessed and deliberately avoided the target. None of them refused to fall on the pointed toy gun. Only after the last one was thrown did he close his eyes as if relieved and squatted aside. After a moment, he still did not give up and insisted on buying another thirty circles before he would stop.
Jiang Shuya was serving another group of customers. She found the boy's stubborn look funny, took the money, counted out thirty circles to him, then ignored him and went to watch other people.
In fact, she had already calculated in her mind that the purchase price of that smart toy gun was less than 200 yuan. The boy was so persistent in wanting it, and he tried many times without success. She remembered that her uncle once said that such goods are usually supplied by supermarkets and genuine toy stores, where the price of toys is twice as much.
It sells for about four hundred yuan, and Uncle San always records it according to the wholesale price, which is also a family price. I finally understand the intentions of many people, because even if they buy individually at the small commodity market, they can't get a bargain.
Several little girls chattered and held colored circles, throwing them at their desired targets. After a burst of exclamations, some of them hit the little yellow duck, the pencil case, and the little rabbit pencil sharpener. No matter how big or small the items were, they always got a lucky start. Amid the noisy and bustling sound, several girls took the gifts and left.
The boy next to him slowed down his movements, and simply held the colored ring, supported his knees with his hands, and stared at the front intently. At this time, more people gathered around, and several adults brought their children to buy dozens of colored rings, and interacted and experienced them with laughter.
The colored ring in the boy's hand finally hit the target, and it landed on the head of a lifelike doll. His companion next to him showed a surprised expression, clenched his fist and shouted: "Awen, I finally hit the target."
The boy's decadent posture did not show any joy. His face was dark, his brows were knitted, and his lost look was funny. His companion held the only chips and shouted to Jiang Shuya:
"Boss, can you exchange this lifelike doll for your toy gun?"
"My dear classmate, these two prices are obviously different! This is a smart toy gun, how can we exchange it?"
Jiang Shuya calculated in his mind that if he agreed directly, he would lose nearly thirty yuan. He thought about it and decided not to do a business that would lose money. Besides, whose youth is not confused.
"Can I pay more?" the companion asked again.
The three boys looked at Jiang Shuya expectantly.
She thought about it, and her heart softened. She said calmly:
"Add fifty! This smart toy gun costs four hundred dollars in the store."
The tall boy gave all the seventy yuan he had just found to Jiang Shuya, his gratitude evident in words. He picked up the smart toy gun and ran away as if charging into a flaming formation.
The crowd sighed at the sight of this, and some people exclaimed:
"You can do it this way! If it doesn't work, you can pay more to change it. It's really a new thing. This girl is very flexible."
Crowds gathered again to watch, Jiang Shuya was busy and enjoyed herself, picking up and throwing again the colored circles thrown by people big and small. She was very glad for the famous saying that you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, and she admired her own vision even more.
There were a lot of people today, and I forgot about time. I was busy until very late before closing the stall. I was really tired after a day. When I saw that there were not many goods left, I smiled with satisfaction. On the way, I passed by a fruit stall and bought some fresh strawberries and yellow honey oranges. I also ordered two servings of beef fried noodles, then rode my tricycle to Fenghuang West Street to meet Jiang Shuhuai.
When I rode my bike to the stall in Fenghuang West Street Square, I saw a little boy at Jiang Shuhuai's stall. He was holding a colored ring in his hand and throwing it at the small volleyball in a panic, facing the light.
Seeing Jiang Shuya coming over, Shu Huai gave the small volleyball to the boy and said with a complaining look:
"Sister, is your phone turned off? I wanted to come find you, but I couldn't carry all these things. No one was watching the stall, so I just waited for you here. Look, everyone has closed their stalls."
Jiang Shuya then realized that her phone was out of battery. She was so busy that day that she barely had time to check her phone. Maybe she didn't charge it yesterday, so she said without hesitation:
"Cha Ting East Street is close to the scenic area, the lights are bright, and the stalls close late! Besides, no one else closes the stalls, I just go with the flow, how can I not do business? What about you? How was the result today?"
Jiang Shuhuai smiled when he heard that, and neatly sorted and packed the remaining toy gift boxes, and put the large canvas bag into the car. He said cheerfully, "It's almost the same as yesterday, but today I encountered a few customers who were a bit difficult to deal with. Fortunately, I solved it. How about you?"
"Me? Why not tell you?" Jiang Shuya kept it a secret, got in the car, put the food outside, and the two of them delivered the remaining things in the car to Uncle San's warehouse. After closing the rolling door, they got in the car and went home with peace of mind.
The two dragged their tired bodies home. Jiang Shuya threw herself on the bed, took off her shoes, and fell asleep. Jiang Shuhuai heated the fried noodles on the table in the microwave oven, washed the fruits and brought them to Jiang Shuya:
"Sister, eat something before going to sleep, or you will wake up hungry. You still have to be busy tomorrow. Otherwise, you won't have the energy."
Jiang Shuya was eating the strawberries in her bowl with tears in her eyes. She saw her brother bringing two servings of fried noodles over and said:
"My dear brother cares about me and is willing to serve me who doesn't like to cook. It's not in vain that I have loved you since childhood."
Jiang Shuhuai, who was eating fried noodles, smiled shyly, picked up the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, and said with disgust:
"This fried noodles is not tasty, not as good as mine. Sister, I'll make you some pork noodles tomorrow morning. I have some fresh noodles and a piece of pork belly in the refrigerator."
Jiang Shuya nodded repeatedly, her eyes wide open with joy:
"That's great, I'm just short of fat and water."
After finishing their meal and drinking, they got down to business. They quickly checked today's results. Jiang Shuya had given away a lot of goods, so there weren't many left, with a total income of 3250. Jiang Shuhuai had more goods left, with a total income of 2850.
Excluding the price recorded by Uncle San, the two of them would have made a steady profit of nearly 4,000 yuan, which is equivalent to a month's work. It doesn't seem real to think about it, it's like a dream, and I would wake up laughing even in my sleep.