Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Zheng Mengmeng was furious: "Why?!"

Zheng Juzi looked at her with a smile, "You don't think that if you win the bet, I lose, and if I win, you lose nothing, right?"

Zheng Mengmeng...

"If you don't dare to gamble, then forget it." Zheng Juzi said lightly that he didn't care.

"What do you want to bet on?"

"Of course you bet on your grades in the examination room. I bet my grades will definitely be better than yours. What do you think? Do you dare to accept it?" Zheng Juzi looked at her and asked.

Zheng Mengmeng didn’t dare… Although she lied to her family about how good her grades were, she still knew how bad she was.

"If you don't dare, just get out of the way and don't affect everyone's mood for the exam." Zheng Hanqiu pushed her away.

Everyone entered their own examination room one after another. Zheng Mengmeng stood there anxiously and angrily. Only when everyone was gone did she dare to speak harshly: "Isn't it just a junior high school entrance exam? Not a college entrance exam? I don't believe that the words of an old monster can come true. Doesn't it mean that I can pass it by burning more incense? I went to elementary school in town, which is many times better than the village. You will definitely not be able to pass me!"

This little incident didn't affect their performance at all.

The independent enrollment examination tests Chinese and mathematics and can be completed in half a day.

When they returned home, Gu Xiaoer, Zhou Yan and her two sisters-in-law had already printed more than a thousand pieces of clothing, which they hung on the terrace and in the yard with bamboo poles. The display looked impressive from a distance.

In the afternoon, the two sisters also joined the team printing clothes.

The next day was the big market, and Zheng Juzi had someone reserve a seat in advance, right opposite the stall where Zheng Guixiang sold pork.

The weather was hot, so Zheng Guixiang killed a pig today. But while he was wearing the printed vest and standing in front of the pork stall, he was thinking in his heart, if he were to go to jail, would the prison provide him with food or would his family bring him food.

"Will this work?" Gu Xiaoer stood in front of the stall wearing a "Ri Fu Yi Ri" shirt. The clothes were obviously loose, but he felt uncomfortable.

Zheng Juzi glared at him and said, "Just do whatever I tell you to do. Why are you talking so much nonsense?!"

Gu Xiaoer stood there in a sullen manner, luckily Zheng Feizhou was standing next to him. He was small, so even the smallest size vest looked too big for him. There was "Lucky Man" printed on his clothes. Compared to Gu Xiaoer, who was feeling uncomfortable all over, Zheng Feizhou was much quieter standing there.

"Come and see, come and buy, the latest trendy cultural vest, only 9 yuan each!"

"9, 9, you will be the next millionaire!"

“9, 9, let’s get rich first!”

……

Is there such a way of selling?

"Little girl, how much is this vest?"

Zheng Juzi had clearly put up a price tag and had been shouting, but people who wanted to buy just wouldn't give up.

"It's not expensive, 9 yuan each." Zheng Juzi said with a smile.

"It's not expensive. The vests at the supply and marketing cooperative are only 7 yuan each."

Zheng Juzi: "Those are old styles that have no personality when worn. My clothes are all T-shirts, so the price is naturally different."

He then took out a white vest and said, "I have one from the supply and marketing cooperative, 5 yuan each, do you want one?"

More and more people came to watch the fun, but everyone just bought white vests just to save money.

Someone looked at the words on the vest and sneered: "Who doesn't want to get rich? Can I get rich by wearing your clothes?"

Zheng Juzi said: "This is a kind of positive psychological suggestion. Haven't you heard of it? If people constantly give themselves positive suggestions, they can get closer to this goal. Besides, we still have to have dreams. What if they come true?"

This makes a lot of sense, and many people are tempted by it.

"Wouldn't you be embarrassed to wear this?"

Zheng Juzi: "What's there to be embarrassed about? Look at that boss—" Zheng Juzi pretended not to know him and pointed at her father, "Isn't it just what he wears? He will definitely become a millionaire."

"And that one—" Zheng Juzi pointed at a "host" wearing her family's clothes in the distance, "If you have a dream, you should speak it out loud. Today you must be richer than you were yesterday."

"It is better to take action than to be moved. For $9, you will not suffer a loss or be deceived. You can buy an incentive and keep it in mind. Your future self will definitely thank you today!"

……

This thing, if used properly, is like a switch that opens a big valve. From consumption control to openness, many people like to gather together to buy things - the more people buy, the more people think the product is good.

If someone else buys a good thing and you don’t, wouldn’t you be at a disadvantage?

No, I want one too!

Business has never stopped since the opening. Fearing that there might be kidnappings due to the large number of people, Zheng Juzi had to let Zheng Feizhou go home early.

Zheng Guixiang was stunned by this business.

When everyone was counting the accounts in the afternoon, there was a woven bag of money at home.

"We sold so many today?" It was Gu Xiaoer's first time doing business, and it felt like a dream. "How many pieces did we sell in total?"

Zheng Hanqiu was in charge of the clothes, and he quickly gave the answer, saying, "Today, we took out 450 printed pieces, but none of them came back. We also took out 20 white pieces, but none of them came back either."

Gu Xiaoer took a long breath and said, "So much, how much does it cost?"

Zheng Hanqiu said: "Theoretically, a printed piece is 9.9 yuan, 450 pieces are 4455 yuan, white is 5.5 yuan, 20 pieces are 110 yuan, the total should be 4565 yuan, but here there is only 4446.2 yuan, someone must be taking advantage of the crowd to fish in troubled waters."

12 items were lost! Each item was worth money! Gu Xiaoer felt distressed just thinking about it and wanted to curse the thief's ancestors.

A daily turnover of more than 4 yuan seems to be a lot, and it is actually a lot, but compared with the foreign debt of more than 6 yuan, Zheng Guixiang still feels under tremendous pressure, especially since there are only two big markets like today in a month, and he has to wait for the smaller markets later. Even if the sales volume is as good as today, he can only make more than yuan a month, which is not enough to cover his investment.

It’s hard to say whether we can continue next month.

Zheng Guixiang was very worried, thinking that his daughter was too impulsive. If she had not taken so many goods, she would have made a lot of money. How great would that be?

A piece of clothing that costs 2.2 yuan is sold for 9.9 yuan with just a few words printed on it, and people are still rushing to buy it. The profit is so huge, it's really a loss.

Zheng Juzi asked Gu Xiaoer: "Do you know anyone in town who is honest and can fight and be a bodyguard?"

"Who?" Gu Xiaoer didn't understand.

Zheng Juzi: "I am the kind of person who is not easy to mess with once I see him. I will pay you 10 yuan a day to set up a stall with us and protect the safety of our stall."

Gu Xiaoer probably understood and asked, "How many people do you want to invite?"

Zheng Juzi said, "There are too many people to fit on the tractor. Please hire two people. One of them must be able to drive a tractor. The wages will be settled the next day."

Zheng Guixiang probably guessed what his daughter was thinking and asked, "Do you want to set up your stall somewhere else?"