Yuan Qi Yu scratched his head, looked around at the stalls, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
He turned to Zhou Shan and said, "Uncle Zhou, wait here for me. I'll go look somewhere else!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and quickly blended into the crowd at the market.
The market was bustling with people and shouts. The dazzling array of goods was displayed so full that Yuan Qi Yu was dazzled.
He walked and looked, his eyes sweeping across the stalls, stopping from time to time to ask a few questions curiously.
At first he was a little scared seeing so many people, but when he thought of his trucks of goods, he mustered up the courage to take the first step.
"Uncle, how much is this?" He stood in front of a small stall selling pottery, pointing at an antique teapot, his tone full of inquiry.
The stall owner looked up at him and saw that he was just a handsome boy, so he smiled and replied, "Little brother, ten cents each, very cheap!"
Yuan Qiyu nodded, then turned and ran to a jewelry stall not far away, pointing at a few pairs of earrings and asked,
"Auntie, are these pairs for sale together?...Oh, can they be cheaper if we buy them together? What a bargain!" He said with his eyes shining, as if he had heard something rare.
Then he stopped in front of a stall selling dry goods, frowned at the goods with prices marked on them, and looked up and asked,
"Hey bro, why are these divided into three price ranges? Which one is the best?" His tone was serious, but his face still had a unique childishness.
Seeing that he was young, well-behaved, and spoke with a bit of innocence, the stall owners couldn't help but respond with a smile and answer every question he asked.
Some people even joked: "Young Master, you want to learn business at such a young age?"
Yuan Qiyu was amused and laughed out loud. He touched the back of his head and smiled with his eyebrows curved.
"Of course, there's no harm in learning!" He said as he waved his hand and ran briskly to the next stall.
The stall owners watched him coming and going, his figure moving between the stalls, and couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling, thinking that he was just some young master out for fun, straightforward and without any ulterior motives, but he was likable.
An afternoon passed and Yuan Qi Yu still hadn't returned. Just when Zhou Shan was getting a little anxious, he came jogging back from the other end of the market.
He waved his hand at Zhou Shan, "Uncle Zhou! Let's close the stall for today!"
Zhou Shan was stunned for a moment, "Closing the stall?"
They didn't sell anything today, why are they closing up shop so early?
Yuan Qiyu nodded and packed up the fabrics. "Let's go back first! Come back tomorrow!"
Zhou Shan didn't know what he had been looking at for most of the day, but he still packed up his things and went back to the inn together.
After returning, Yuan Qi Yu locked himself in the room, and no one knew what he was doing.
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The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, when Zhou Shan went downstairs, he saw Yuan Qi Yu already sitting in the carriage, obviously he had been waiting for a long time.
Zhou Shan drove the carriage to the place where they had set up their stall yesterday. Just as he was about to stop, he heard Yuan Qiyu call out from behind him: "Uncle, let's not go to the market today. We can just stay here."
Zhou Shan was stunned, turned around and asked in confusion: "Young Master, why don't you go in? There are more food vendors in the market, and there are more people..."
Yuan Qiyu shook his head, his tone somewhat firm.
"Uncle, there are indeed many people selling food, but those things are cheap, and the price difference between them and our clothes is too big. And if they are close to the food stalls, the clothes will easily be stained by the smell and the color may be affected."
"There are more people coming and going at the entrance, especially newcomers to the market. They are in high spirits and tend to notice the fabrics first."
After hearing his analysis, Zhou Shan felt that it made a lot of sense, so he drove his carriage to the entrance of the market.
When everything was ready, Yuan Qi Yu jumped off the car and began to direct Zhou Shan and the accompanying servants to set up the stall.
"Put this pile out first!"
"Another pile!"
"And this pile, put it on the side!"
Zhou Shan didn't see the clue at first, but later he found that Yuan Qi Yu had divided all the clothes into four large piles, and each pile was neatly arranged from light to dark in color, which was completely different from the chaotic stacking yesterday.
After the clothes were properly arranged, Yuan Qi Yu took out the small signs he had made last night and placed them one by one in front of each pile of clothes.
The price is written in big, clear letters on each sign, from left to right:
Ninety-nine documents; one hundred and ninety-nine documents; two hundred and ninety-nine documents
There was a larger sign in front of the last pile, with red letters: Four hundred and ninety-nine coins/three pieces
After doing all this, Yuan Qi Yu was still worried and trotted to a distance to observe.
He looked at the locations with the most traffic one by one, and adjusted the position of the sign several times until he was sure that most people entering the market could see their stall at first glance. Only then did he return to the back of the stall with satisfaction.
Zhou Shan couldn't help but walk to a distance to take a look. He saw that their stall was particularly neater than the surrounding ones, and the colors of the clothes were well-matched, which looked very comfortable and elegant.
The large characters written by Yuan Qiyu are clear and eye-catching, and the prices are differentiated by different colors, which can attract the attention of passers-by at a glance.
But Zhou Shan still had some doubts in his heart. He looked down at Yuan Qiyu, then glanced back at the other stalls, frowned and asked:
"Young Master, isn't this a bit too fancy? Will it really attract customers?"
Yuan Qiyu scratched his head. He was not too sure, but he was more confident than yesterday. So he raised the corner of his mouth to smile.
"Uncle, just watch!"
As soon as the voice fell, an old lady came forward and went straight to the pile of ninety-nine coins.
"Are all the pieces in this pile ninety-nine?"
Yuan Qiyu's eyes lit up, and she quickly stepped forward. "Yes, Auntie, each one here is ninety-nine coins! You can pick whatever you like!"
The auntie couldn't help but smile brightly when she saw the cute little Yuan Qiyu behind the stall.
"Hey! You little kid, you're so young and you're already setting up a stall!"
Yuan Qiyu nodded repeatedly, his dimples showing when he smiled.
"Auntie, you look really good in red. It's cold in winter, so pick out a red dress and wear it. It will definitely be a prosperous time!"
"Really? Then let me try this one and see if it fits."
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