She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Yan Rulan obviously didn't expect that a sweet potato seller would be so disrespectful to her.

"Well, your sweet potatoes are three yuan each, right? I'll pay ten yuan for two. Who's willing to sell them to us?"

These students probably don’t have much pocket money, right?

She didn't believe that something that cost three dollars suddenly tripled in price, but they were still unwilling to sell it.

She pays a high price to buy things, and generally some people will be tempted.

Yan Rulan had used this trick in the past and always won the battle.

Unfortunately, this time she met a few students who were not short of money.

"Auntie, you are too stingy, aren't you? You only offer three times the price and want us to sell it? Do you have the nerve to say that? You have to increase it by ten times at least, right?"

What do you mean?

Before Yan Rulan could figure out what was going on, the smile on her face had already froze.

She was so determined to win just now, thinking these kids were easy to fool.

Unfortunately, they looked at her with mockery on their faces and were not moved at all.

"What do you mean by ten times? I see that you don't have any change in your pocket. How about just one hundred yuan?"

A sweet potato sells for a hundred yuan, why don’t these people go and grab it?

Yan Rulan's expression became dim and bright, she was looked down upon by a group of children!

"One hundred yuan is one hundred yuan." Long Qiqi really wanted to eat it, so she spoke before Yan Rulan.

She had never eaten it before, and seeing Manshu eating it with relish, she felt that it must be delicious.

As for whether it is hygienic or not, don’t you see so many people eating it?

Even if something happens, they will be the first to get into trouble!

"Sorry, we don't sell it to you." The student who had just spoken proudly peeled the fruit and took a bite in front of Long Qiqi.

Long Qiqi really wanted to cry out loud.

She wants to eat a baked sweet potato, why is it so difficult?

"Mommy, I want to eat!" Long Qiqi became even more excited. Even if others wouldn't give it to her, she insisted on having it.

Yan Rulan couldn't possibly snatch what was in someone else's hand, so she could only look at Manshu and say, "Manman, give some of what you have to your brothers and sisters to try. They haven't eaten this before, and once they have tried it, they may not like it anymore."

She was reluctant to teach the twins a lesson, so she could only hold her anger in her heart.

Manshu glanced at the sweet potato in her hand. She had actually only taken two bites, and there was still a large piece left.

There was no problem with dividing it in half, but she smiled and said, "One hundred yuan."

Yan Rulan's eyes widened, looking at her in disbelief: "These are your brothers and sisters, why are you still arguing with them?"

"Even brothers should settle accounts clearly. My cousin is willing to give a hundred dollars to a stranger, but she is reluctant to give it to me?"

The other students who had not left felt relieved when they heard Manshu say this, and they all joined in the fun.

"That's right, you don't have any money, do you? You can't even afford a baked sweet potato?"

"Aunt, why don't you just forget it. I don't really care about the hundred dollars."

As soon as Manshu finished speaking, Yan Rulan took out her wallet and gave Manshu a wad of money: "Here, if you want pocket money, just tell me. Why do you need to use this method?"

Manshu took a look at the stack of money, then looked at Yan Rulan's good-hearted expression, and he laughed to death.

Didn’t you see how painful Yan Rulan’s expression was?

She almost wanted to keep her eyes on the money.

Yan Rulan is sure that she doesn't want it, right?

Otherwise, why would he take out one or two thousand to coax people?

"Thank you, aunt." Manshu rolled up the money and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then he neatly divided two-thirds of the sweet potatoes between the two children.

Yan Rulan watched her put the money away and felt terrible.