Luo Qiao didn't care. "Don't worry, they are all regular customers. Besides, I'm very cautious, and no one knows I'm doing this."
"Will you come with me?" she invited Luo Tian.
Luo Tian thought about it and shook her head, "I won't go."
Luo Qiao said, "It's up to you. I'll bring you something delicious when I come back in the evening."
"I was locked up and fed cornmeal steamed bread for a few days. I almost vomited."
Luo Qiao insisted on going out.
We took a tractor to the county town.
She was indeed quite cautious. She first walked around the place where she had prepared the soap, and finally she dared to take out a bar of soap from her bag and shake it.
This is a sign that she is selling smuggled goods, and she learned it by observing others.
Soon, someone wearing a hat came over quietly and asked, "How much is it?"
the man asked in a low voice.
"50 cents!"
"Are there any more?"
"Um?"
"Can I get a discount if I buy two more?"
"I'll give you a two-cent discount. How much do you want?"
“Three!”
"have!"
Luo Qiao said as he turned over the bag on his back.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Luo Qiao was pushed to the ground by a backhand, in the same position as Wen Tang that day, and her knee also hit her hard.
The contents of the bag fell to the ground with a clang.
Soap, shampoo, hairpins... a lot of scattered things.
Soon two more people ran over, and then two of them held Luo Qiao's arms on the left and right, and the remaining one picked up all the things and took them away.
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