Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Frenzied Scramble Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Frenzied Scramble Before selling the winter lon, she had prepared for the worst, such as not being able to sell the lons.
Given the current situation, she could put her heart back in her stomach.
The initial cost of the winter lon had been recouped.
When Lu Siyuan returned after delivering the winter lon, he was puzzled; everything had been fine when he left, but upon his return, Shen Mianmian was nowhere to be seen, only a group of older won tightly surrounding their small stall.
Mianmian’s petite figure was subrged in the crowd, not a trace of her in sight.
Thinking sothing might have happened, he hurried to push through the crowd, but an older woman pushed him out.
“We were all here before you, if you want to buy sothing, get in line. Don’t push.”
Lu Siyuan: “…”
They’re all here to buy winter lon?
Realizing they weren’t there to cause trouble, he wasn’t panicked anymore. He circled to the back and approached the ox cart, and only then did he see Mianmian surrounded by people, helping them cut the winter lon in an orderly manner, weighing, and collecting money without any rush, all the while talking.
“This bamboo basket was woven by my grandpa himself; it’s especially convenient for carrying groceries to market, and the price is very reasonable too. Those of you who bought lons and want to take a look can co round to the back.”
With so many people, Mianmian didn’t dare to pass the baskets through, better to be safe than sorry since there were always bad people around; if soone stole even one, it would be like giving away all the lons for free.
Only then did Lu Siyuan notice, not only had Mianmian sold three winter lons, but also two bamboo baskets.
“The baskets are indeed nice, convenient for shopping for vegetables.” An older woman, who had finished buying her lon, circled round to the back to look at the baskets. Mianmian kept an eye out, glancing back worried that the woman might pilfer sothing, but when she turned around, she caught sight of Lu Siyuan standing there, looking bewildered.
“Don’t just stand there, didn’t you see soone wants to buy a basket?”
On hearing this, the older woman said to Lu Siyuan, “You go help the young lady sell the lon, and I’ll have a look at the baskets first.”
Elderly people shopping are like that, always liking to touch and fiddle with sothing for ages; she wasn’t in a hurry to buy.
“Then take your ti.”
Lu Siyuan picked up the knife from the ground and began to cut winter lon according to custors’ requests, while Mianmian took charge of weighing. These won had a habit when shopping; fearing that Mianmian might underweigh the lon, they would request to see the scale.
Mianmian would rather err on giving a bit more than to give anyone less of what they were due.
In this day and age, the older n and won are the most powerful communicators; they like to reweigh their purchases once ho, and if they gained a little extra, the whole neighborhood would know you sold good, honest goods.
Conversely, if you gave them even a little less, it would incite public anger, and you couldn’t last long in business that way.
Encounter soone even a tad more difficult, and they might co back with the goods to confront you.
People are like that, seeing everyone else buying makes them think the goods are good and a bargain; to not buy would feel like missing out, so custors kept coming in waves.
The eight large winter lons were gone in less than two hours, all snapped up.
Even Lu Siyuan’s baskets were almost all sold, with only one left.
By the ti the shoppers had all dispersed, Lu Siyuan was still sowhat in disbelief; he had sold things in the city many tis, but this was the first ti he had seen such a scene.
Actually, he was sowhat puzzled: a very common farm vegetable, not considered anything special in the city or the countryside, and yet, once cut up, it was frantically bought up.
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