Chapter 170 You can’t keep plucking a fat sheep, you need to feed it some fodder (1 update)
Sang Yian put the lids on all four boxes of medicinal herbs again, and Jiang Huaijing and Hua Shannai moved the herbs to another shelf.
This time, Hua Shannai didn’t even need Sang Yian’s reminder, and very consciously took the initiative to step forward and act as a mover.
What else does Sang Yian not understand? This is an effort to show that he wants to see her pile of medical books!
Sure enough, the efficiency of active work and passive requirements are different.
Hua Shannai even took over the work of unpacking the boxes diligently. In his words, the boss couldn’t do such hard work, so he should do it.
Sang Yian readily agreed. The wooden box was also very heavy, and she was relieved to have someone to help her.
Hua Shannai was full of expectations, wondering if there would be any medical books here.
The box was opened, and there was no medical book or medicinal material inside, only one object, which turned out to be a phoenix-head guqin.
Hua Shannai looked at Sang Yian, "Boss, does your supermarket even sell musical instruments? Isn't this business scope a bit too broad?"
Sang Yian took it out carefully and put it on an unopened box. His parents taught guqin at home. As for this, Sang Yian grew up in a classroom since childhood, so she knew guqin very well.
This is a real master-level work, and she must take it back to give to her mother. Her mother's guqin skills are definitely worthy of this guqin.
Guqin is her childhood skill. She gently stroked the strings with both hands, and her white fingers slightly plucked, and immediately a pleasant sound of the guqin rang out.
She hadn't touched the guqin since she graduated, but her mother's feather whisk had taught her the skill of playing the guqin, and it was almost a conditioned reflex when she touched the strings with her fingers.
The fans in the live broadcast room were all shocked.
[WTF!! Boss Sang has this talent?]
[It sounds familiar, but I can't name it! Boss is so strong!]
[Boss is very strong, but I like that guqin more. Without a sound card, the sound of this guqin is amazing!]
[I don't understand guqin, but I have a very powerful feeling!]
[This Boss Sang is really something.]
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Jiang Huaijing walked over with his mobile phone, "Are you selling the guqin too?"
Sang Yian immediately withdrew his hand and carefully put it back into the wooden box, "Not for sale!"
Go home and give it to my mother during the National Day holiday.
Hua Shannai has opened another box. It is still not the medical book he wants. However, he has a keen nose, so this should be tea. Everyone in the family likes to drink tea.
"This one is for sale..."
Click!
Sang Yian directly closed the lid of the wooden box, "This one is not for sale, the next one."
This is definitely a tribute. Good tea is for personal use.
Hua Shannai still wants to fight for it, "The whole box is full of tea. You can't drink it all by yourself. Can you sell some to me? My parents and grandfather like to drink tea very much. I want to let them try it."
"Tea?"
Jiang Huaijing also became interested. He came to the small supermarket several times to get tea, but he never bought any.
"Junior sister, can you sell me some tea this time?"
Although Sang Yian didn't want to sell it to outsiders, after all, this was a fat sheep, and he had to feed it a little fatter before fleecing it.
"Yes! But it's very expensive, you have to be mentally prepared."
Jiang Huaijing was not a person who lacked money. After getting the answer he wanted, he couldn't help but smile, "No problem."
Hua Shannai asked, "So, how much is one pound?"
Sang Yian looked up, "If you don't have private money, this consumption may not be suitable for you."
I understand, he just can't afford it.
Hua Shannai thought of his bank card balance and wanted to struggle, "Then what if I buy one or two taels?"
"That may also cost more than 100,000." Sang Yian said.
Hua Shannai immediately gave up the idea of selling tea and confirmed that this was not something he could afford.
He had just started working not long ago, and now he was driven to the drugstore. He didn't deserve such expensive tea.
Hua Shannai was a little withdrawn.
Sang Yian took over the unpacking task and continued to open the boxes. This time he finally found something that everyone liked.
This is a set of Hanfu for adult men, crescent-white brocade satin, with vine patterns embroidered on the hem and collar. Sang Yian and Anle unfolded the Hanfu and showed it roughly. If you are not a young master from an aristocratic family, you definitely can't afford to wear it.
"The man on the street is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world. Once you put on this Hanfu, with a folding fan in your hand, you will definitely be handsome and suave. Men who like Hanfu can pay attention to it."
Sang Yian still likes it very much.
"I want it." Jiang Huaijing said as he walked forward with his cell phone.
Sang Yian was surprised, "You like wearing Hanfu too?"
Jiang Huaijing thought it was a little funny, "I have always liked ancient culture."
"Okay."
Sang Yian didn't ask any more questions. It doesn't matter who he sells it to.
Moreover, if Jiang Huaijing wears this Hanfu, he should have the aura of a young master from a noble family.
The two of them decided, and the fans in the live broadcast room were angry.
[Boss! Do you still remember us customers? I want this set, too! ]
[I want it too! Last time I came here, all of them were women's clothes, and there was nothing for men to wear. Now I finally have men's Hanfu, but someone else got it first! I am so miserable! ]
[If I were a staff member of a small supermarket, would I be able to get there first at this time? ]
[Boss! Boss! Stop unboxing, just sell the goods directly! Otherwise, all the good-looking ones will be picked up! 】
【Yes, yes, sell the goods directly! Open and sell at the same time, and you don’t have to stock up, how great. 】
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Jiang Huaijing immediately relayed the fans’ wishes to Sang Yian.
Sang Yian refused without thinking, “I’m not a live broadcaster selling goods, and the small supermarket doesn’t sell goods live. If you like something, you can come to the small supermarket and choose it yourself.”
Next is the ancient costume show. There are still many sets of Hanfu for adult men, and they are all very gorgeous.
Whether it is the materials or the workmanship, they are all affordable for merchants and nobles.
The colors are also very rich, in addition to silver white, azure blue, light blue, black, crimson purple, and even scarlet!
The audience in the live broadcast room was simply dazzled. It turns out that men's Hanfu can also be made so exquisite.
When it comes to women's Hanfu, there are even more styles that are dazzling.
There are majestic and solemn ones, noble and elegant ones, clear and unconventional ones, lively and agile ones, heroic and valiant ones, and charming and charming ones.
Or elegant, or bold.
Or bright, or coquettish.
The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to have watched a costume show. Their eyes were wide open and they said they had learned a lot.
The next 30 boxes of silk and satin pushed the atmosphere of the live broadcast room to a climax.
The ultimate beauty can resonate with people. The texture visible to the naked eye made the fans in the live broadcast room applaud. They shouted that they must come to the small supermarket. If they can't afford Hanfu, they can buy some silk and make a scarf!
The remaining boxes are basically some show items. Very daily handkerchiefs and purses account for the absolute majority.
Some jewelry and accessories are the least, but the styles are the most exquisite. There are only four or five boxes in total.
The last boxes opened were all small items like this, and Sang Yian didn't care. Jiang Huaijing went to answer the phone, and she even took the phone herself.
With one hand lifting the lid of the box and the other holding the phone, the camera swayed in the box for less than a minute before moving on to the next box.
The audience in the live broadcast room had a lot of opinions, and they asked Sang Yian to go slower and longer so that they could see more clearly.
Sang Yian didn't have the habit of looking at the bullet screen.
She saw that it was getting late, it was almost 5 o'clock, and it was almost time to get off work. There were only a few boxes left, so she just took a casual look. It
didn't matter anyway.
Finally, she came to the last box. As usual, she opened the box casually, and the phone swayed with it, and then she was stunned.