Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

"Little girl, you really know how to pick and choose. Seeing how smart you are, I'll give you $[-] a catty. Usually, it's only $[-]."

An Xiaolan frowned, took the little cock and put it down again.

"What's up, little girl? This chicken is raised at home, and the food used is based on the standards of the family. Don't believe it."

Seeing that she was silent, the stall owner said quickly.

"I don't think it's worth one yuan and eight, at most one yuan and one catty, and I don't want any more."

When I was at Liu's house in my previous life, as long as my parents sent their wages back the day before, Liu would definitely buy a chicken and stew it back. Of course, their siblings only drool, and it was impossible to take a sip of soup at the table. .A pot of chicken soup and all the chicken went into the stomachs of Mrs. Liu and Sanfang's family. They had a good name: they needed to make up for their poor health, but she and her younger siblings were too young to take it.

However, she had heard that Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Qi had raised the price, so she felt more or less confident.

"I said, little girl, you, the price you gave is too little, and I have to lose money. No, you can add more, and I can give you less. Let's make a compromise, one yuan and six, how about it?"

The stall owner seemed very embarrassed, and gave An Xiaolan a few cents less.

An Xiaolan shook her head, "Boss, I know it's not easy for you to do business, but this is a young rooster, not an old hen, and there's not much to eat, so it's a very reasonable price to give you one yuan per catty , I won’t let you lose at all, at most you can earn a little bit.”

"You're too smart, little girl. I really don't make any money. I have to support my family in business. I can't sell it at the original price, right?"

The stall owner who was said to have a bad foundation still refused to sell it to An Xiaolan at this price. After all, he was deliberately raising the price.

"Forget it, I don't want it anymore."

An Xiaolan knew that the market price was at least one yuan and two, so she asked both of them for this price, but she just refused to budge.

"Little girl, if you sincerely want one piece, you really can't afford any less."

The stall owner backed down and quickly stopped her.

"Otherwise, if you buy An Xiaolan, the price seems to be indispensable."

Yang Jing has been standing behind him. If he didn't know that she has a stubborn temper, he would have given the money for her.

"Lets see."

An Xiaolan said with a helpless smile, she still has other household items to buy, so she can only budget carefully.

"Boss, if I buy two from you, I can sell them for one catty."

Yang Jing knew that it was not an option to go shopping like this, so he made such a decision right away.

"Yang Jing, don't make trouble." How could An Xiaolan not know what he meant, but she felt sorry for spending so much money to help her.

"No trouble, the younger brothers and sisters at home should make up for it."

Yang Jing's words finally got the stall owner to agree, "Seeing that you are all children, it is not easy to make money. Let's just take one piece, and I will give you the cost price."

After Yang Jing picked out the two little cocks, the stall owner quickly took out the steelyard, hung the two little cocks on the hooks above and weighed them.

"Two of them add up to a little more than eight catties. You can give me eight yuan and thirty cents."

The stall owner is also a person with children. Poor families come out to work early to make money. It is understandable to want to save money. Even if you buy two, you don’t make much money.

Yang Jing handed over two five-yuan sheets, and An Xiaolan quickly snatched one of them and stuffed it into his hand.

"Boss, the other one takes my money."

"Hi! I said, little girl, you look very shrewd, why are you so shy sometimes? Wouldn't it be the same if you gave him the money?"

The stall owner took the money with a smile, and found the money again.

"I don't know how you want to divide the [-] cents. If you are a boy, you will suffer a little bit. I will leave it to you."

"It's okay, it's all the same."

Yang Jing took the money in one hand and the chicken in the other. When he turned around, he looked at An Xiaolan's slightly flushed face and chuckled lightly.

"If you don't mind, then stew the chicken for me. I don't have a stew pot at home."

"...Well, the stew pot you bought for me last time just works."

An Xiaolan walked down the steps, took one from his hand and held it in her hand.

"I want to visit my aunt today. It may be too late for the stewed chicken, or you can use the pot."

The plan couldn't keep up with the change, originally I was thinking about my aunt's trip tomorrow morning, but now I'm catching up with the manager of Jidetang to talk about selling medicines, so I'm afraid there won't be enough time for one or two visits.

"Otherwise, I will put this chicken in your house first, and I will kill it and stew it when you are free someday."

Yang Jing wanted to stew a pot and let the three of An Xiaolan's siblings eat together. Originally, An Xiaolan was injured, and herbal medicine alone was not enough.

"Then the day after tomorrow. There should be time the day after tomorrow." While speaking, An Xiaolan took out a fifteen cents from her pocket and handed it over.

He didn't help her once or twice, An Xiaolan thought, this is what friends should be like.Although she has younger brothers and sisters to take care of, at least half of her parents' wages are sent back to subsidize them, but Yang Jing has only herself and has to take care of her younger brother. Her burden is not as heavy as his.

"You really answered the boss's words. Sometimes you are very awkward."

Yang Jing laughed, and his tone was very helpless, but he still took the money.

"Brothers have to settle accounts clearly. I won't take advantage of this advantage."

Seeing that he took the money, An Xiaolan immediately felt relieved, and went on to buy some condiments for cooking and so on in the street market.

"I think you are better at bargaining than doing business, and you seem to be on the street often."

Yang Jing followed her around and found that she knew a lot about the vegetable market.

"No, money is hard to earn. I just think it's as much as I can save."

An Xiaolan paused for a moment. In fact, it was not because she knew much, but because she often bought vegetables after marrying Zhang Song in her previous life.

It was almost noon, and everything was bought, so An Xiaolan and Yang Jing rode back in a bullock cart.

When preparing to cross the river by boat, it happened that Lao Jiang was not there, only the boat was parked on the bank, so Yang Jing took charge of the ferry and carried An Xiaolan across the river.

"Let's go here and separate. I'll go home first. If you're worried that Xiaofeng and Mingzi are at home, I'll go and see them then."

Yang Jing went ashore and spoke first.