She was shocked!

When the stall owner saw that Fang Zongtang believed it, he hurriedly said, "Think about it yourself, is this the truth?"

She thought for a few seconds and nodded seriously to the stall owner.

"Really? You are honest in doing business!"

The stall owner cursed Fang Zongtang several times in his heart, calling him a fool, but when he heard the word "really", he almost laughed out loud.

Stupid women are so easy to deceive!

"I don't charge you more for these things here. They are only one thousand yuan each. I sell them to others for ten thousand yuan each. Please don't tell others!"

One thousand dollars? You really think she's being taken advantage of!

"Too expensive. All the stuff here costs a hundred dollars, and you have the nerve to ask me for a thousand dollars each. My father only allows me a limited amount of pocket money. I'll look somewhere else, and you can find someone else to buy your stuff!"

After she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and left.

When the stall owner saw her leaving without hesitation, he quickly said, "Come back, we can negotiate the price."

She acted as if she didn't hear it and continued walking.

"One hundred dollars, all given to you, do you want it?"

She stopped but didn't look back.

The stall owner quickly added: "If the price is any lower, I won't have enough money to buy medicine for my mother!"

Why is she so soft-hearted?

"You sell these for a hundred yuan, which is really too expensive." She turned her head back, but that didn't stop her from finding fault.

The stall owner said anxiously, "These are my family heirlooms. I have no choice but to sell them. If I can't even sell them for a hundred dollars, I will just take them home and smash them and sell them as scrap metal!"

She said quickly: "No one wants these even if you smash them and sell them as scrap metal."

The stall owner sighed and stopped talking.

She saw it and sighed as well.

"My father and I have lived together for many years, so I understand how you feel. It's just a hundred yuan, right? I'll just treat it as if it was thrown on the street."

When the stall owner heard that the deal was for one hundred yuan, he was immediately delighted.

He didn't have much capital, so he bought the stuff by picking up unwanted junk on the ship. A pile of stuff costing twenty dollars, and he could sell it for a hundred dollars, which was better than letting it rot in his hands and no one wanted it!

"Sister, you are such a kind person!" The stall owner thanked her again and again and wanted to pack up her things.

She was stopped.

"You're not needed. My brother will be here soon and I'll ask him to take it back for me. Take the money quickly and go take your mother to see a doctor!" She handed the money to the stall owner with a sympathetic look on her face.

When the stall owner heard that her brother was coming, he quickly took the money and ran away.

In the blink of an eye, he ran out of Xiaoli Garden and disappeared.

Next to this stall is the same bald guy from last time.

The bald man glanced at her and, not afraid that she might hear him, loudly called her "idiot!"

She was neither angry nor annoyed. She glanced at the stool where the bald man was sitting and walked over with a smile.

"Brother, do you want to sell the stool you're sitting on?"

The bald girl was so amused by Fang Zongtang's question that he swallowed the curse that was about to come out of his mouth when he thought of her stupidity in getting cheated twice in a row.

"One hundred bucks, if you want it or not!"

The bald man originally wanted to tease her. How could she, who felt bad about spending a hundred yuan to buy old things, spend a hundred yuan to buy a shabby stool?

A cheerful voice sounded: "Yes~"

The bald man was stunned and looked at Fang Zongtang with a squint: This woman, there is really something wrong with her brain!

This broken stool of his costs 10 yuan for three outside. He only needs to find two pieces of wood, a few screws and a few knocks, and it doesn't cost anything.

If everyone was like this woman, he would definitely make more money selling stools in Xiaoli Garden than selling old things!

"Brother, do you have anything here to cushion me? This stool... I don't think it's dirty, I just think it's too scratchy!"