Rebirth of the Guardian Cute Baby

When I woke up again, the car had reached its destination and stopped.

Menopausal women just can't stand the trouble and can fall asleep anytime and anywhere. Zhen Jing sighed and sat up straight, and found that Xiao Mo was also sleeping in the back seat of the car.

There was a commotion outside the car.

This is where you can set up stalls and do business.

Zhen Jing saw through the car window that there was a big tourist attraction far away outside, and the place she was in now was a big market.

"We are in this spacious place. After the car stops, we can let Xiao Mo sleep in the car for a while."

As soon as Cheng Jiang put down his things, someone suddenly came over and said that Cheng Jiang had taken his place, and the two started to quarrel. Cheng Jiang was a rogue character, and he was very talkative. Of course he would not let him do business when setting up a stall.In the end, it was first come, first served, and he didn't move.

Zhen Jing opened the door and got out of the car.

"You should take a rest in the car. There are not many tourists at the moment. They are just taking up space. It will start to get busy when there are more tourists."

Zhen Anan said to Zhen Jing.

"No, I'll come out and do some exercise." Zhen Jing rejected Zhen An'an's suggestion, "Why are you working so hard? Wouldn't it be the same to set up a stall after taking a rest?"

"That's what running a street vendor is like. If you make money after a break, time will slip away quietly, and you may miss out on tens of billions!"

Zhen Anan said mockingly.

Cheng Jianggang was in a good mood after winning a fight with others.

Hearing Zhen Anan mocking him, he said with a cold face: "Will you give your sister some goods? I have to collect a deposit to get the goods."

After saying that, Zhen Jing gave Zhen Jing a blank look.

He didn't want to work so hard, but the duck he got couldn't just fly away.

He had to do what Weng Wu asked.

Although Zhen Jing looked neither ugly nor beautiful, she didn't know what caught Weng Wu's eyes.

"I'm a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and you still want me to help you sell things?"

Zhen Jing kicked the big box on the ground, turned around and left.

Cheng Jiang was embarrassed and asked Zhen Anan in a low voice: "Did you say anything to her?"

Zhen Anan was angry: "What did I tell her? What do I know!"

Zhen Jing doesn't care what these two people say.

She didn't receive any instructions yet, so she just walked around casually.

The place she came in was selling cooked food, and the steaming aroma from the stalls selling steamed buns and skewers was very tempting.The seller of melon seeds and dried fruit snacks has just removed the rack used to set up the stall.She walked further away and saw another place where cars were sold and rented.There are all kinds of cars, there are also people who sell watches and repair them, and people who sell antiques and jade.

There are also live chickens, ducks and geese selling on the roadside.

Someone is trading with a scale.

There is also a stall selling rings next to it. There are some beautiful stones, such as gemstones, and some jade flowers in the circles.

Zhen Jing asked: "How much does it cost?"

The stall owner said: "Thirty strokes for 1 yuan!"

Thirty bucks for 1 yuan, one set only costs 300 yuan, it’s quite worth it!

If you set up a stall here and set up a jade bracelet there, you can still make a lot of money for three thousand yuan.

Zhen Jing took out her mobile phone and asked, "Can you scan the code? I'll give you 1 yuan."

"Sorry, we only accept cash here and don't scan QR codes!"

The stall owner explained the rules very politely.

Cash?

Zhen Jing reached out and felt in the bag, but there was nothing there.

I don't know why food and water appeared in the bag, but no banknotes ever appeared.

She can only spend money by scanning the QR code. If the seller does not support QR code scanning, she will not be able to buy anything.

She soon discovered that all transactions here were currency, and there was no way to pay by scanning a QR code.

Zhen Jing quickly understood that if she wanted to spend money here, she could only make money by herself.

I remembered that there were three feathers given to me by Colorful Bird in my bag, and I didn’t know if I could sell them.

Zhen Jing went around in a circle and finally returned to the original place because she had no money.

Zhen Anan's stall, which sells exquisite embroidery, has already opened.

Cheng Jiang got a table from somewhere and covered it with a piece of red paper. On it, there was an advertisement that read "Thousand-year-old witch doctor's holy prescription, stick it wherever it hurts, cure all diseases".

"Come here and eat rice noodles. The rice noodles here taste great."

Zhen Anan saw Zhen Jing and greeted her quickly.

"I paid just now, you can just eat it."

Her son Xiao Mo was sitting at a rice noodle stall eating rice noodles.

The rice noodle sellers were a couple. The little girl with braids saw Zhen Jing sitting down and immediately brought over another bowl of hot rice noodle.

After eating, Zhen Jing took out the three feathers from her bag, wondering how much they would cost.

She looked at Zhen Anan's purse, took three, and put the feathers in them.

This way the grade will look higher.

"How about you take part of it and we divide it into two stalls?" Zhen Anan said, "This way we can sell it faster."

Forced to eat the fried rice noodles that Zhen Anan invited, Zhen Jing had no choice but to agree and get three more pairs of insoles.

So Zhen Anan and her son had a stall, and Zhen Jing had a stall.

Zhen Jing looked at Xiao Mo's face and found that his mask had also been taken off.

This kid really looks like Song Yizhi.

"How much is this purse?"

Business quickly came to the door, several people came over, and some picked up their wallets to look at it.

"There are ten thousand with the amulet, and there are many on the left without the amulet."

This is the price Zhen Jing set for her items after being inspired by the ring.

"Ten thousand, so cheap!"

The hand wearing the gold bracelet quickly put the purse back to its original place and went to Zhen Anan's stall next to it.

"Boss, how much money do you have in your pocket?"

"One purse is 99, two is 180 eight"

Zhen Anan quickly stood up and introduced with a smile, and introduced different colors.

Magnolia's, tulip's, flying together, God of Wealth Tianxi's...

After hearing this, the female guest wearing a gold bracelet happily bought ten bags and paid 1000 yuan, and spent another [-] yuan on ten pairs of insoles.

After paying the money, he glanced at Zhen Jing's stall and left the stall proudly.

Just like that, before it was afternoon, the embroidery items at Zhen Anan's stall were sold out.The six rare things in front of Zhen Jing were still motionless.

Cheng Jiang's plasters were all sold out because they cost only a dime a piece.

I didn't expect that the sales would be so fast with the control group. Worried that customers would think they were in a group, Cheng Jiang and Zhen An'an closed the stall first and left, leaving Zhen Jing alone to continue setting up the stall.

Zhen An'an said: "Cheng Jiang asked a friend to help rent a new house near here. I will pick you up after you finish selling."

She felt that Zhen Jing and others could not be sold.

Even so, I made a lot of money because of the quick shipment today.

After closing the stall, Cheng Jiang will continue to purchase goods and sell them tomorrow.Cheng Jiang's table was a folding table that turned into a suitcase when closed. He put the suitcase in the car and opened the door to return to the cab.

He made these products purely handmade and authentic with local culture. These foreign tourists can leave without having to worry about after-sales issues.Cheng Jiang was sitting in the car and saw Zhen Jing looking at the stall leisurely and feeling a little worried.

Weng Wu said that Mr. Chen's attempt to make money was a failure, but if he gained the woman's trust, he could make a lot of money.

How to make money?Do you just set up a street stall with your head raised like sesame cakes every day?

Or can this woman meet a noble man?

"There must be something wrong with her brain. She stuffed a few bird feathers picked up from the mountains into her purse and wanted to sell them for 1 yuan. She thought she was just playing house!"

Cheng Jiang said to Zhen Anan.

"If it weren't for her crazy prices, how could I sell it so quickly? You're the one with the wrong brain."

Zhen Anan tidied Xiao Mo's clothes and looked up outside and said, "Hurry and go to the rental house. I'm exhausted. I didn't know that this stall would be open until the Year of the Monkey."

"Sister, if you earn 100 million and return it to me, you can leave."

Cheng Jiang's wheat-colored face was warmed by the sunshine, and he started the car proudly.

Zhen Jing watched the car disappear, put her shoe pads and purse into her bag and left.