Awen glared at him sideways and said:
"You're so good at scheming and taking advantage of others. I'll only invest in what I want, and even if I don't win, I'll accept it."
The short boy, rendered speechless by the intimidation, put his hands in his pockets and then said urgently:
“We’ve already spent 150 yuan, and we haven’t gotten anything. We were hoping to get some good luck by relying on you, so we could beat that Erlongzi to death. Look, if my New Year’s money is wrong, my mom will definitely beat me when I get home.”
The tall boy stared intently at the toy robot, cold sweat beading on his forehead. As he watched the number of circles he swung dwindle, his nerves grew increasingly tense.
But the colored rings seemed to be bewitched, deliberately avoiding the target and refusing to land on the protruding toy gun. Only after the last one was thrown did they close their eyes with relief, squat down to the side, and after a while, still unwilling to give up, they insisted on buying thirty more rings before they would stop.
Jiang Shuya was serving another group of customers. She found the boy's stubborn look amusing, took the money, counted out thirty more digits for him, and then ignored him, going to look at the others.
Actually, she had already calculated it in her mind. The smart toy gun cost less than 200 yuan to buy. The boy was so determined to want it and had tried repeatedly without success. She remembered that her third uncle had once said that such products were usually from suppliers of genuine toy stores, where the toys were priced at more than twice as much.
It sells for around 400, and my third uncle keeps the bill at the wholesale price, which is a family price. I finally understand what many people are thinking, because they can't get a good deal even if they buy it individually at the small commodity market.
Several little girls chattered excitedly, holding colorful rings and throwing them at their desired targets. After a series of exclamations, some of them won little yellow ducks, pencil cases, and rabbit pencil sharpeners. No matter the size of the item, they all received good luck. Amidst the noisy chatter, the girls took their prizes and strode away.
The boy next to him slowed down, simply holding the colorful ring, resting his hands on his knees, and staring intently ahead. At this time, more people gathered around, and several adults brought their children to buy dozens of colorful rings, interacting and experiencing them amidst laughter and joy.
The boy finally managed to ring the ring, which landed wobbly on the head of a lifelike doll. His companion next to him looked delighted and shouted with a fist, "Wen, you finally hit it!"
The boy's dejected posture showed no joy; his face was dark, his brows furrowed, and his disappointed appearance was almost comical. His companion, clutching their last remaining chip, shouted at Jiang Shuya:
"Boss, can I trade this lifelike doll for your toy gun?"
"Young man, these two are clearly priced differently! This is a smart toy gun, how can you trade them?"
Jiang Shuya had already calculated in his mind that if he agreed directly, he would lose nearly thirty yuan. He thought about it and decided that he couldn't do a losing business. Besides, who doesn't feel lost in their youth?
"Can I pay more?" his companion asked again.
The three boys looked at Jiang Shuya with expectant expressions.
She thought for a moment, then her heart softened, and she said softly:
"Add fifty! This smart toy gun costs four hundred yuan in a specialty store!"
The tall boy gave Jiang Shuya all the seventy yuan he had just found, his gratitude overflowing. He then picked up the smart toy gun and ran off in a charging, flame-wielding stance.
Seeing this scene, people in the crowd sighed in dismay, and one person exclaimed:
"Wow, you can do it like that! If you don't get the right one, you can pay extra to change it. That's really something new. This girl is quite resourceful."
A crowd surged forward again, and Jiang Shuya was busy and happy. She picked up the colorful rings thrown out by people of all ages and threw them back in, then picked them up again. She was very grateful for the famous saying, "You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub," and she admired her own foresight.
There were a lot of people today, and I lost track of time. I was busy until very late before I packed up. I was really tired after a long day. I smiled with satisfaction when I saw that there wasn't much stock left. On the way, I passed a fruit stall and bought some fresh strawberries and yellow oranges. I also ordered two servings of beef fried noodles before riding my tricycle to Phoenix West Street to meet up with Jiang Shuhuai.
As I rode my bike to Jiang Shuhuai's stall in Phoenix West Street Square, there was a little boy holding a colorful ring in his hand, awkwardly throwing it at the small volleyball under the light.
Seeing Jiang Shuya approach, Shu Huai gave the small volleyball to the boy, and said with a hint of complaint:
"Sis, is your phone off? I wanted to come find you, but I couldn't carry all this stuff, and there was no one watching the stall, so I just waited for you here. Look, everyone else has already packed up and packed up."
Jiang Shuya then realized her phone was dead. She had been so busy all day that she had barely had a chance to check her phone, and perhaps she hadn't charged it yesterday either. Without waiting for a reply, she said:
"Tea Pavilion East Street is near the scenic area, it's brightly lit, and people close up shop late! Besides, everyone else is still open, I'm just going with the flow. How can I not do business when there's business to be had? How about you? How was your day?"
Jiang Shuhuai smiled upon hearing this, quickly sorted and packed the remaining toy gift boxes, loaded them into the car in a large canvas bag, and said cheerfully, "It's similar to yesterday, except I encountered a few difficult customers today, but luckily I managed to handle them. How about you?"
"Me? I won't tell you?" Jiang Shuya kept it a secret. She got into the car, put the food on the outside, and the two of them took the rest of the food to their third uncle's warehouse. After closing the roller shutter door, they finally felt relieved and drove home.
The two dragged their tired bodies home. Jiang Shuya collapsed onto the bed, took off her shoes, and pulled the covers over her head to sleep. Jiang Shuhuai heated the fried noodles on the table in the mini stove and washed some fruit for Jiang Shuya.
"Sis, eat something before you sleep, or you'll wake up hungry. You'll be busy tomorrow, and you won't have the energy."
Jiang Shuya ate the strawberries in her bowl, her eyes filled with tears. Seeing her younger brother bring over two servings of fried noodles, she said:
"It's my younger brother who cares about me the most. He's willing to serve someone like me who doesn't like to cook. Your sister has been loving you since you were little."
Jiang Shuhuai, eating fried noodles, smiled shyly, picked at the noodles in his bowl with his chopsticks, and looked disgusted.
"This fried noodles aren't good, they're not as good as mine. Sis, I'll make you braised pork noodles tomorrow morning. There are some fresh noodles and a piece of pork belly in the fridge."
Jiang Shuya nodded repeatedly, her eyes widening with delight:
"That's great, I'm really looking for some oil in my belly."
After finishing their meal and drinks, they got down to business and quickly checked their results for the day. Jiang Shuya had given away quite a lot of goods and had little left, with a total income of 3250. Jiang Shuhuai, on the other hand, had more goods left and a total income of 2850.
Even without the price recorded by Uncle San, the two of them made a profit of nearly four thousand yuan, which is equivalent to a month's salary for someone else. It feels unreal, like a dream, and they could laugh themselves awake in their sleep.
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