The aunt was also very easy to talk to. She looked at her and smiled: "Is this your first time here?"
Qiao Shu nodded. "Yes, we got a basket of apples. They can't fill our stomachs, so they're useless. So we thought we'd sell them and see if we can get some food back."
Qiao Shu was also half-truthful. In this place, if you tell the truth, you will be the only one who suffers.
The aunt nodded. It was the rule here not to ask where something came from.
"Your item is rare. Most people come here to buy some necessities for their home. You can't afford this."
The auntie was indeed an old lady, and she explained Qiao Shu's problem in one sentence.
Qiao Shu pursed his lips: "So I can't sell this?"
If there is no market for apples, she will have to give up the apple business and come back next time when the wheat is ripe. She will have to keep the apples for herself.
The aunt was also a kind-hearted person. Seeing that Qiao Shu didn't look very old, she thought of her own children at home. Unless they really didn't have enough food to eat, who would be willing to take the risk of coming to such a place.
"Girl, I have an idea for you. There are a pair of brothers over there. You can ask them to help you with the hustle and bustle. You don't have to pay them, just give them some food."
Hearing this, Qiao Shu's eyes lit up and he jumped up immediately.
"Auntie, where are you, Auntie?"
The aunt pointed her in a direction.
Qiao Shu walked over and saw two small, dark-skinned boys sitting by the wall. The older one was feeding the younger one water.
"Brother, please leave me alone."
The little boy said to the older boy.
"No, you are my brother. I can't give up on you."
The older boy's tone was firm.
Nowadays, it is difficult for adults to have enough food, let alone them. They can only rely on help from others to survive every day, and they are hungry one moment and full the next, never knowing where the next meal will come from.
"Are you the Da Mao and Er Mao that Auntie mentioned?"
Qiao Shu spoke.
Hearing the voice, Damao turned around and stared at Qiao Shu warily: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
This is the black market, and any accident could be fatal. Damao dare not ignore it at all.
"I was introduced here by the lady selling eggs over there. I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Qiao Shu pointed to the auntie selling eggs not far away.
Damao pursed his lips and saw that Qiao Shu's guard had decreased a little. He knew that auntie, who was a good person. Mu'er would give him and Ermao some food, and he always kept it in mind.
Looking at Qiao Shu, Damao pursed his lips: "What do you want us to do?"
Qiao Shu knew that he had agreed.
"I sell apples, but I noticed that there were people in front of other people's stalls, but in front of my stall, not only was there no one, but there were even people who came to take a look."
She expressed her troubles.
"You're buying an Apple. Only rich people can afford something as expensive as that. Most people know they can't afford it, so they don't see the point in wasting their time."
Damao grew up in the black market and has some knowledge about these things.
Qiao Shu raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that a little boy who looked only seven or eight years old could think of so much.
"Actually, my apples are not expensive, and the quality is good. They are big and sweet. I hope someone will come and take a look."
She told Damao her request.
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