"Brother, can you drive your car a little further in?"

Wang Youyou was unfamiliar with the place and didn't want to compete for territory with the middle-aged man.

But the way his car was parked had seriously affected her stall.

The middle-aged man still had a stern face and said to Wang Youyou unhappily, "Is my car in your way?"

"Yes! Please drive a little closer! Otherwise I won't be able to do business." Wang Youyou saw that he spoke in a bad mood, so she didn't be polite either.

The middle-aged man not only remained motionless, but also said coldly, "You could have set up your booth under that tree, but you insisted on squeezing in here. Everything is based on first come, first served, understand? I've been setting up my booth here for almost a year."

Wang Youyou was really angry.

She walked out, stood in front of his stall, and said loudly and seriously, "It's none of my business how long you set up your stall. This is public land, anyone can set up their stall. And I've already given you space and moved it to the corner. You're trying to block me with your car. That's clearly bullying. If you can't make me do business today, then forget about it. I'm standing right here and see who dares to buy!"

People passing by heard something was wrong and gathered around to see what was going on.

The middle-aged man was annoyed and glared at Wang Youyou. He obviously didn't expect that Wang Youyou would dare to challenge him alone.

He rushed out in anger, roaring, "Go wherever it's cool! If you don't leave, I'm going to hit you!"

Wang Youyou was not afraid. She put her hands on her hips and looked straight into the middle-aged man's eyes.

He shouted, "If you dare to hit someone, I will call the police! Don't sell your fruit today, stay in the police station!"

The middle-aged man was so angry that he didn't want to talk. He started to push Wang Youyou, but Wang Youyou simply sat on the ground and said, "You try to move? I'll yell and we'll all be destroyed together. We can't do business anymore."

Li Zhijun couldn't stand it any longer and stood up to seek justice: "Brother and sister, please stop arguing. We go out to seek wealth, not anger. Everyone should take a step back and find a place to put the goods! Brother, please move your car. How can I sell my goods if you do this?"

Seeing this, the people watching nearby also stood up to accuse the man.

"Fruit seller, bullying female lesbians like this is immoral!"

"Yeah! Just having a place to put it is enough. We are all trying to make some money. It's not easy."

"She's setting up a stall by herself, and you, a grown man, can't you just give way? Everyone should sell their own things. She's not stealing your business!"

Seeing that no one spoke up for him and he was being blamed, the middle-aged man had no choice but to walk over angrily and drive his three-wheeled motorcycle inside.

Wang Youyou also stood up from the ground and said to the onlookers: "Thank you all for upholding justice for me. I am Wang Youyou, and I sell shorts. I have both men's and women's styles. If you need any, please come and pick them up. Today is my first day setting up a stall, and I'm giving you a discount of 10 cents per pair."

Her voice was loud and confident, and the women gathered around her stall.

"How much is the women's version?"

"Is there a discount for buying two pairs of men's shoes?"

"This style is nice, do you have any other styles?"

Wang Youyou was deeply moved. She didn't expect that there were so many good people in this era.

She answered everyone's questions one by one, and in a few seconds she sold thirty-six pairs of shorts.

The middle-aged man next to him kept watching with his eyes almost popping out.

"My name is Wang Youyou. Sisters, please help me promote it. Thank you so much!"

Wang Youyou repeated this sentence loudly, and now everyone remembered that there was a man named Wang Youyou selling shorts on Zhengkang Street.

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By noon, Wang Youyou had sold 51 pairs of shorts, making an average profit of 15 cents per pair, for a total profit of 7.65 yuan.

Sure enough, setting up street stalls is very profitable in this era.

Li Zhijun watched silently. It turned out that selling shorts was so easy to sell. It seemed to be more profitable than selling general merchandise.

Lu Xingfei worried for the whole morning and finally made it to noon.

After getting his food in the cafeteria, he rushed to Wang Youyou without stopping.

The middle-aged man saw a jeep parked not far in front of him, and a soldier got out and walked towards him. He thought the soldier was looking for him to buy fruit.

As a result, the soldier went straight to the stall selling shorts next to him and sat down.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart.

It’s over. The person he offended today was a military wife.

Feeling guilty, he took two apples and walked over to them, apologizing: "I'm sorry! I was wrong this morning. Please have some apples."

Lu Xingfei frowned when he heard this and looked at Wang Youyou in confusion.

It is better to resolve a feud than to create one.

Wang Youyou smiled generously and said, "It's okay, let the past be the past. We're all here to make a living, there's no need to be so petty."

"Yes, you're right. I'll go first." The middle-aged man said, put down the apple and left.

Wang Youyou put down the lunch box she was about to open, handed the apple back to him, and said with a smile: "Brother, if you want to buy some pants, remember to find me, Wang Youyou."

She didn't mention the apple at all. She put the apple down and left.

The middle-aged man looked at the two apples and felt ashamed.

He is a grown man, but his mind is not as broad as a woman's.

Wang Youyou returned to the stall and continued to open her lunch box to eat.

Today Lu Xingfei ordered her braised winter melon slices and a chicken drumstick.

Lu Xingfei himself had salted fish and eggplant rice.

Wang Youyou passed the chicken leg to Lu Xingfei, "You eat it."

Lu Xingfei pursed his lips and wanted to return it to her.

Knowing that she must have been busy setting up a stall today, he bought this chicken leg specially for her.

Wang Youyou tilted the lunch box and said in a soft voice, "I don't want to eat, you eat it!"

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