Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan were left dumbfounded.
In the end, I felt that I had worn it for several days, so it was two yuan cheaper per piece and sold for 16 a piece.
Much to the chagrin of those who are slow on their feet.
"You have brought in so many new goods this time. Let's set up the stall as soon as possible tomorrow."
Moran, who had been silent until now, couldn't wait.
"good!"
Mo Yan made the final decision, "What I bought this time is not just sweaters, but also other clothes."
When talking about business, Mo Yan also became excited, dancing and talking non-stop.
Qiao Nanhai looked at her lovingly, smiling and saying nothing.
Sure enough, when Mo Yan's stall opened again the next day, it caused a sensation.
The three ladies are all wearing warm and fashionable clothes, which is a living sign in itself.
In addition, the three ladies are not ugly and have good figures, which complement the new clothes even more.
The beautiful colors and the different charms displayed by the two age groups have simply become the most beautiful scenery of the farmers' market.
It's hard to ignore.
This time, Mo Yan didn't put the clothes on the ground. Instead, he tied several rows of ropes on the bamboo poles, hung up the quilt, and then hung the clothes on the ropes in rows with hangers.
In this way, customers can see the appearance of the clothes more intuitively and make selection easier.
She also brought back a few plastic mannequins and placed them next to the stall.
Put her in matching clothes, and add small accessories such as hats and scarves to make sure she doesn't look too good.
Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan were busy hanging clothes, while Mo Yan was busy dressing up a few plastic models.
When she put a woolen coat on the only male model, the women were even more amazed.
Unfortunately, when I asked about the price, everyone was silent.
It’s really, too expensive!
Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan didn't expect Mo Yan to buy such expensive clothes, and even bought seven pieces at once.
When they were busy closing the stall at noon, the coat was still hanging there. Many people asked about it, but they didn't buy it.
They were worried but didn't say anything.
Mo Yan didn't explain.
This is originally high-end clothing, not something that ordinary people can consume.
However, as long as the clothes are of good quality, there is no need to worry about not being able to sell them.
No matter what era, no matter how poor a place is, there are rich people.
Mo Yan was full of confidence.
She even regretted not buying some women's woolen coats.
Sure enough, the next day, they sold their first coat.
She was a newly married daughter-in-law. She tried it again and again with her partner. After much hesitation, she finally bought it.
The little daughter-in-law just let the man wear it and leave. The number of people turning around made her feel that the money was not wasted.
Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan were both happy and stunned.
198 yuan a piece!
An average person’s salary is more than half a year’s salary.
Their hatred towards Mo Yan was astonishing even though they were decisive. They also knew the cost of this coat, which was only 50 yuan, but compared with the profit, it was nothing.
Mo Yan told them that as long as they accurately understand the needs of customers and ensure the quality and style of their clothes, they will have no worries about not being able to sell them.
Seeing that Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan were able to take care of themselves, Mo Yan thought about going back to Dabozi Village.
One is to help Mo Lan and Lin Bianfang complete the divorce procedures, and the other is that she is still worried about how Gao Lamei's vegetable greenhouse is doing.
In addition, Mo Yu's school has also been arranged. She must be enrolled in school before the winter vacation and get acquainted with her classmates.
Then there are Qi Lao's descendants who need her to go to the cemetery and help them move to space.
Mo Yan felt that she had a lot of things to do, but she was not in a hurry because she had Qiao Nanhai.
Her relationship with Qiao Nanhai was getting better and better, as good as honey mixed with oil, which made her completely let go and accept this man.
As for why this man was so different from the original owner's memory, she didn't want to waste her brains to explore, and she had no way to start.
That's it, Mo Yan told himself, this is no longer the original owner's life, but hers.
Although it is mixed with the wishes of the original owner, let her settle it for the original owner and then start a new chapter in her life.
"Yanyan, I have something to tell you, but you have to promise not to be impatient with me."
On the way, Qiao Nanhai suddenly said this to Mo Yan.
"you say!"
Mo Yan looked at Qiao Nanhai who was driving next to him with big eyes.
The man driving the car is so handsome!
"I don't know why, I just feel that our grandma..."
Qiao Nanhai thought about the right words, "It's a bit weird."
He didn't know if this was the right description, but he had promised Mo Yan that the two of them would be honest with each other, so he said it anyway.
Even though he knew that Mo Yan and Jin Jiuyao had a good relationship.
"I always smell a strange smell on her body, which is different from the smell on most old people."
"You could actually discover this?"
Mo Yan was a little surprised. Even Jin Cuihao and Mo Lan, who slept with Jin Jiuyao, didn't notice anything strange.
Instead, it was Qiao Nanhai, who had the least contact with her grandmother, who discovered something was wrong.
"Don't be angry, that's what I said."
Qiao Nanhai couldn't see his wife's happiness and anger, so he began to look back to make amends.
"Stop the car and I'll tell you something."
Mo Yan thought for a while and decided to tell Qiao Nanhai something.
Qiao Nanhai obediently parked the car on the side of the road. There was no village in front of him or any store in the back, so he was not afraid of being eavesdropped.
As he listened to Mo Yan's words, his mouth opened wider and wider.
"Is there such a thing?!"
Qiao Nanhai was also surprised even though his expression didn't change when Taishan collapsed in front of him.
"Well," Mo Yan said with a serious face, "It's not time to reveal this yet, so we can only wait and see what happens. Also, we must not let my mother and sister know these things, I'm afraid they will leak their whereabouts. "
"You can't either, you must be careful."
Qiao Nanhai quickly nodded heavily.
He digested it alone for a while, until he calmed down, he started the car and set off again.
They went to pick up Qilao's descendants first.
It was a cold day and it was a cemetery. There was no one around, but Qiao Nanhai still stood on the roof of the car alertly.
Mo Yan was arranged by Qi Lao to sit on the big grave where the skin foxes lived. Looking at the densely packed little skin foxes in front of him, his scalp couldn't help but feel numb.
It’s really possible to give birth!
Qi Lao shared her thoughts and bared his teeth at her:
"Where is this? There are so many!"
Mo Yan looked at the thousands of little foxes and stuttered for the first time:
"Y-more?"
"That's right! There must be tens of thousands of holes anyway."
Qi Lao spoke in an understatement, which shocked Mo Yan so much that he choked on the northwest wind.
"Then, where can I put it here?"
Mo Yan pointed to his arm. Even though he knew it was very big inside and he had been in it for a long time, he still felt like he was carrying so many little foxes with him at all times.
Tremendous stress.
Can she lead it?
