"Really?"

"Yes!" Ying Sisi handed it to her.

The girl was afraid that Ying Sisi would go back on her word, so she took it and ran away without even saying thank you.

The stall owner next to him couldn't stand it: "What kind of person is this? You don't even say thank you. Girl, you seem to be a sincere person. I have less hair too, but I'd like to buy your hair growth cream. 50 cents a can, is that okay?"

"No way. You get what you pay for. Mine is only worth one dollar and fifty cents." Ying Sisi was determined not to lower her requirements.

Keep shouting.

I shouted for a long time until my voice became hoarse, but I didn’t sell a single bottle.

The stall owner next to her made her face reality.

Ying Sisi was thinking about going into the store to sell her products, just like selling seafood.

Find a sourcing agent.

Give some benefits to the other party.

She was thinking.

A mellow voice came from my ear: "Girl, I just heard you shouting about selling hair growth cream. How do you sell it?"

"One dollar and fifty cents a can." Ying Sisi said.

“Will it be as long as the hairs on your head when it’s used up?”

"Yeah!" Ying Sisi said with certainty.

She and Qin Yanci looked up relevant books and found that Polygonum multiflorum and Platycladus orientalis leaves are both medicinal herbs that can help promote hair growth and blacken hair.

Poria was even used by ancient nobles to wash their hair.

This bottle of hair growth cream of hers actually contains these ingredients. Even if it cannot wash out so much hair, it will definitely improve her hair growth.

"Then I'll take them all," said the man.

"You want all of them? Are you sure? There are ten cans here."

The man paid for the goods.

Ying Sisi protected the goods: "I won't sell it to you." This can can be used by a family of four or five for half a year under normal circumstances.

If someone buys ten cans at a time, it’s probably from a supply and marketing cooperative in some village who comes here to do wholesale.

The conditions in the countryside are not as good as those in the city.

If a girl who loves beauty saves money and spends more than one dollar and fifty cents to buy hair growth products, but they don’t grow, the money will be wasted and her expectations will be dashed.

How pitiful?

She doesn't cheat the poor.

She just cheats people in the city who have a little money.

The man was a little anxious: "You can't sell it, right? Selling it to me is just right."

"I won't sell it to you even if I can't sell it." Ying Sisi looked at the other person's expression and became more and more certain of her guess.

After the man left.

The stall owner next door grinned: "This is the first time I see you doing business like this. You don't charge the poor, and you don't sell to the rich. Are you here for fun?"

Ying Sisi was a little embarrassed: "I'm really here to sell something." She continued to shout: "Selling hair growth cream, honest business, quality assurance, I use this on my hair."

Hard work pays off.

In the evening, Ying Sisi finally sold six cans for one dollar and fifty cents.

The stall owner next door gave a thumbs-up and said, "You're so young, but you're so good at business. What does your family do? You're well-dressed and have a small bicycle. Are you secretly earning pocket money without your family's knowledge? I met someone like that before, but he was a boy."

I was unlucky that day and was arrested and locked up in a small dark room with him. I only found out about it when his family came to redeem him."

Ying Sisi laughed: "That's about right."

The two were talking.

Someone outside said the patrol was coming.

Many people abandoned their goods and fled.

Ying Sisi was no exception. She pretended that she was just here for shopping.

When the stall owner next door was arrested, he pointed at Ying Sisi and said, "This girl is also selling goods, why don't you arrest her?"

Ying Sisi: “.” How can this be?

She was about to confess and get leniency.

The patrol team looked at her and said, "She sells goods, but I'm a wholesaler for her. Be honest!" The captain kicked the whistleblower.

"Oh, if you don't believe me, ask other stall owners." The stall owner was eager to redeem himself for his crime.

"Who can prove it?"