Zhou's father and Zhou Yu were busy, and Zhou Xiang resigned himself to his fate and went to cook.

After dinner, Old Lady Liu collected the change from her family members, instructed Zhou Yu to ask for change from customers as much as possible, and asked Zhou's father to contribute his handbag to hold the money.

Looking at his second sister's depressed look as she carried the large black handbag, Zhou Xiang laughed unkindly, and then described the waist bag to his second sister.

Zhou Yu immediately asked her mother to help make two waist bags, one for her and one for Old Lady Liu. Old Lady Liu also went to sell goods.

No zipper? No problem, add a large outer cover with hidden buttons.

Making money stimulated Zhou Yu's brain, and it suddenly became flexible.

Zhou's mother, who was pedaling the sewing machine, asked her eldest daughter if she really didn't want a diploma?

Zhou Yu hesitated for a moment, "Mom, if you can get it done for me, then do it. If you can't, forget it. I won't force you. I don't think a diploma is of much use anymore."

"Did your sister say that again?"

"Hehe," Zhou Yu laughed awkwardly. "She did some fortune-telling for me and said my future partner would be very good at making money and become a big boss. Would he still care about a diploma?"

Zhou's mother almost stuck her index finger into the presser foot of the sewing machine. This little girl suddenly became weird. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

Early in the morning on the fifteenth day, Zhou Yu got up to cook. Zhou Xiang, who was woken up, scratched her head helplessly. In her second life, why didn't she motivate her second sister to make money early on?

After dinner, Zhou Xiang was also called up to watch over the stall, specifically to see if anyone was stealing anything.

The location was not on the main street, so no one was fighting for it. The stall was set up with a plastic sheet spread out, clothes piled up randomly, and clothes worth eight yuan hung on the slogan wall.

Zhou Xiang leaned against the slogan wall and basked in the sun, enjoying the long-lost leisure time.

People started to come to the market, but no one came to look at the clothes. Zhou Yu was anxious, "Sister?"

"Hey!" Zhou Xiang squinted his eyes and said three words lazily.

Zhou Yu opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Zhou Xiang raised his squinting eyelids and said, "Okay, let me, Boss Zhou, do it."

"If you pass by, don't miss it. Look here and there. The clothes here are handsome and pretty. They are six dollars each. Take your pick. Everything is six dollars.

If you don't dare to spend six dollars, when will you be able to become an entrepreneur? If you can't be the head of the family and make decisions, you can only be a nanny for others.

It's affordable to buy it for six dollars. This price is not expensive.

You can't get a loss for six dollars, you can't get cheated for six dollars,

Six dollars a piece, every piece is six dollars, suitable for all seasons, and you'll look incredibly rich when you wear them. If you don't believe me, come and see, I guarantee you'll be buying from them."

The little girl with her eyes closed shouted a jingle, which immediately attracted the attention of the people who were shopping on the main street. Six dollars for a piece of clothing?

As Zhou Yu was stunned, more than ten people gathered around him.

"Are they really all six dollars a piece?"

"All six dollars?"

Before Zhou Yu could answer, Zhou Xiang raised his hand and pointed at the slogan wall, "These eight pieces, the fabric is good and the style is exquisite, the cost is high and the price is high."

"Then, you're not lying, are you? Didn't you say it's all six dollars?"

"Okay!" Zhou Xiang stamped his feet. "If you want to buy it, I'll sell it to you for six dollars each. Consider it a free gift. It's my fault for making a slip of the tongue! I just said it without thinking."

"Sister?" Zhou Yu became anxious. After selling the good ones, how could he sell the bad ones?

Seeing Zhou Yu getting anxious, the man quickly walked around to Zhou Xiang and asked, "Little sister, do you keep your word?"

Zhou Xiang looked at his second sister and gritted his teeth, "Forget it! Isn't my face worth two dollars?"

The man was delighted. He raised his hand and took down a spring dress, trying it on himself. "Okay, just for your two dollars, I'll buy two."

Then he took down another pair of pants.

"No, big sister," Zhou Xiang tugged at the clothes, "two yuan is a courtesy, but you paid four yuan! I'll only sell you one. Two will cost you 14 yuan."

"12"

"14"

"12, I'll buy another one on the ground, how about 18?"

Zhou Xiang was embarrassed and said, "I'm going to get beaten when I get back."

"It's okay, it's okay. I think your sister is a sensible person. It's just 18 yuan. I'll buy two for the wall and one for the floor."

"Okay, okay," Zhou Xiang let go of her hand. "Sister, you can't advertise this when you get back! This price already includes the travel expenses."

"Okay, okay."

The woman gestured for the pants and was very satisfied. She asked Zhou Xiang to hold them for her. She bent down and picked out three pieces on the ground. She was reluctant to let go, so she stuffed 30 yuan into Zhou Xiang's pocket and left happily.

Zhou Xiang handed the money to his second sister and said, "I've paid you back, second sister. If you dare to hit me when you get home, I'll tell my parents and have them beat you up."

"I shouldn't have asked you to come."

"Then I'll go back."

"Don't go, don't go," another customer stopped Zhou Xiang, "Please don't leave. You have to give me a share of the two dollars today."

Zhou Yu waved his hands excitedly, "No..." I won't sell it anymore.

Zhou Yu's words were silenced by Old Lady Liu. This second girl was so stupid! Why couldn't she sell them together? The clothes on the wall made two yuan each! The previous order had already made a gross profit of more than ten yuan. She saw clearly that two of the three pieces that the man picked out on the ground had a cost of two yuan.

Zhou Yu's mouth was covered by her grandmother. She glanced at the anger in her grandmother's eyes. She blinked and nodded, indicating that she would not speak nonsense again, and was then let go.

The customers didn't care about the internal conflict between the two adults! They all ran to Zhou Xiang to negotiate terms.

After the clothes on the slogan wall were sold out, Zhou Xiang finally slumped down on the pile of clothes on the floor. Who was selling the goods? Wasn't she here to catch thieves?

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