Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan blushed and evaded their eyes, feeling that many people were staring at them.
Mo Yan was helpless.
He untied his cotton-padded jacket to reveal the bright red turtleneck sweater underneath. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly:
“Don’t miss it when you’re passing by, the high-end sweaters, beautiful headbands and silk scarves!”
"Take a walk and have a look, give it a try and it doesn't cost any money——"
When it comes to shouting, as long as you shout the first time, the following shouts will only become smoother.
"Sweaters, high-end sweaters, they will keep you warm when you wear them!"
"Wear yourself and create your charm!"
"High-end sweaters, one piece is 18, two pieces are 35, and there are also good gifts -"
Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan were stunned, and rolled their eyes fiercely when Mo Yan yelled at them.
A crowd quickly gathered at the stall.
At first, everyone just watched, but Mo Yan was not annoyed and asked the older girl and younger daughter-in-law to try it out.
"Try it, it won't break after trying again and again. Even if it does break, it means the quality of my sweater is not good. All the old and young men can testify, I promise it's not a bad thing!"
"Sisters, please feel the quality!"
Mo Yan's face was red, which looked even better against the backdrop of the red sweater.
Finally, someone couldn't help but reached out and touched the sweater in Mo Yan's hand.
"Wow, it's so soft! It feels so comfortable to touch!"
If this is worn on the body, it will not only look good, but also fit closely to the skin, how comfortable it will be!
Also, wearing this sweater really shows off your waist.
The man couldn't help but look at Mo Yan's small waist.
Mo Yan was not shy and pulled his cotton-padded jacket aside, revealing his waist wearing a sweater underneath.
I have to say that although Mo Yan is petite, he has a good figure. With a waist and hips, he is like a walking clothes rack.
The eyes of the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law are bright!
With the first one came the second one, and people boldly touched the sweaters with the same admiration on their faces.
"It's good, but it's too expensive!"
In one sentence, everyone praised him.
"This sister,"
Mo Yan looked at the woman who was obviously older than her and shouted without blushing.
"You get what you pay for! Look at the quality, how good it is!"
"Besides, how much do those bulky sweaters in department stores cost? Can you buy two or three sweaters of such good looks and quality?"
"I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing goods! These are the latest models from Yangcheng!"
"If I'm not afraid of your jokes, I almost risked my life just to get this batch of goods!"
Mo Yan's voice suddenly became filled with fear and exhaustion.
The scene fell silent, and Mo Yan seized the opportunity to continue lobbying:
"Besides, you know what you're doing right now, so we don't need to explain it too clearly. You're an expert, so you understand everything, right?"
"With your figure, I'm not saying this because I sell sweaters. It would be a pity not to wear such a beautiful sweater!"
"If you were wearing this sweater, wouldn't you be ten years younger? If you're not afraid of getting beaten, if you weren't wearing my sweater, I'd call you sister. If you were wearing this sweater, what would I call you? You're obviously not a Seniority!"
"Little sister, I like to tell the truth, but you have a lot of experience, please don't be as knowledgeable as me!"
Mo Yan said it humorously, and the man was not annoyed by the ridicule. Instead, he was happy and touched the sweater in his hand.
How about saying that women make the best money?
It is a woman’s nature to love beauty!
What woman doesn’t like to be praised for her youth and beauty?
"Then, give me two!"
Mo Yan had already noticed that this person's dress and demeanor and that his family must be in good condition.
Sure enough, she was right. The woman asked for two pieces as soon as she opened her mouth, one bright red and one light green.
They all match a woman’s skin tone.
"You have such a good sense!"
Mo Yan was generous in his praise:
"It makes your complexion and skin color look better!"
The woman's face was glowing as she held the sweater.
"Come on, I'll charge you thirty-five yuan and give you a head flower!"
Mo Yan gritted his teeth again, pretending to be in pain:
"You are my first customer today. I won't make any money from you today. Just treat us as friends and I'll give you another little silk scarf!"
Mo Yan found a small sky blue silk scarf. She didn't know how she did it with her hands, but everyone saw her move her hands a few times, and the scarf turned into a beautiful shape and wrapped around the woman's neck.
The woman was wearing a gray coat, which instantly made her look energetic and better looking.
"Sister, look at it!"
Mo Yan quickly took out a small mirror and showed the woman the effect of the silk scarf.
The woman was extremely satisfied: "How embarrassing!"
"Sister, you opened a shop for me today and you are my first customer. Our friendship is different. I won't make any money from you this time. Wouldn't it be nice if you introduced me to a few more customers?"
Unexpectedly, the woman actually nodded seriously:
"OK!"
"Then thank you!"
The woman left with satisfaction, but she was afraid that she would want to buy another color if she didn't leave.
She likes these sweaters so much...
The sweater stall was crowded with people.
Mo Yan was so busy that his feet didn't touch the floor and his voice almost became hoarse.
Someone bought one and wanted a gift, but Mo Yan refused.
"Sister, this is a small business for me. I just eat and drink. If you buy two pieces and I give you a flower, I won't make much money. If you buy one piece, I will give you a flower and I will lose money and make a profit!" Not so,"
Mo Yan pretended to think about it:
"You go find a companion, and I'll give you a pack of headbands each. What do you think?"
The woman buying the sweater thought about it and agreed happily.
In this way, she not only saved 50 cents, but also earned a pack of hair ties.
What a deal!
Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan looked dumbfounded.
It really goes with the saying: It is better to buy skillfully than to sell poorly.
Last night, Mo Yan told them that a sweater costs five yuan. They thought that selling one sweater for six yuan would be a lot, and they could earn one yuan from each sweater.
Mo Yan bought a total of 289 sweaters. If he sold them all, he would earn 289 yuan, which is nearly a year's salary for an ordinary person.
There are also so many hair flowers and hair ties, you can also make some money.
They didn't even expect that Mo Yan would shout out the price of 18 for one piece and 35 for two pieces.
Even if they are all sold for 17 yuan each, each piece will earn 12 yuan, which is almost half a month’s salary for ordinary people!
If all these are sold, how much money can be earned?
The two women were calculating silently in their hearts, but they couldn't figure it out...
But it’s certainly a lot of money!
Big money that they have never seen before!
Not to mention the hair flowers and headbands, some people are reluctant to buy sweaters, so they choose cheap hair flowers and headbands.
There are so many. Mo Yan said that she spent a total of 15 yuan to buy the goods. Now the sales are more than 15 yuan, right?
Not to mention that there are still a lot of them at home, even the ones piled on the ground now only look a little less.
Profiteer!
What a traitor!
However, Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan glanced at each other, then quickly lowered their heads, trying their best to suppress their guilty consciences.
