Upon hearing this, Song Qiu'e's face turned even uglier.
"Mom, it's okay. They can sell theirs, we'll sell ours. Besides, our family doesn't have to rely on selling this!"
Seeing her mother's expression, Xu Lai couldn't help but offer a word of comfort.
After hearing her daughter's words of comfort, Song Qiu'e's expression improved somewhat.
The family of five silently laid the large tarpaulin they had brought flat on the ground, and took the fifteen clay stoves they had brought with them out of the basket and placed them neatly on the clay stoves.
"I won't take the other half off!"
Grandpa Xu noticed that people who came down for a stroll and wanted to buy clay stoves were attracted by the prices at the four stalls next to him. He then spoke to his nephew, who was about to go upstairs to get the other half of the stove.
At that time, jobs were hard to find and work points were hard to earn. Ordinary families wished they could use one work point as if it were two. The four stalls selling clay stoves next door seemed to have conspired to set the price of their clay stoves three work points lower than theirs.
Even though their clay kilns weren't as well-made as ours, the interested people still flocked to the four stalls.
On the other hand, half an hour had passed and they still hadn't had a single customer.
"Should we also change the prices on this sign?"
Seeing that no one had asked after so long, Song Qiu'e was clearly getting anxious.
As soon as Song Qiu'e finished speaking, the eyes of Old Master Xu, Xu Haiguo, and Xu Chao all turned to Xu Lai.
Since the natural disaster broke out, Xu Lai has long become the pillar of the family, and her opinion is needed for any important matters.
Xu Lai looked at the fifteen small clay stoves neatly arranged on the oilcloth. Each one was well-made and pleasing to the eye, embodying the hard work of his family.
Looking at the clay stoves made by the four shops next to it, the workmanship is rough, and some of them are not even properly shaped.
Although his family is not currently short of work points, Xu Lai does not want to lower the price of his products and sell them at a low price.
"We won't change it. We'll sell it at this price. Our stuff is worth this price!"
Xu Lai made the final decision, and the rest of the family members nodded silently in agreement.
Perhaps their clay kilns did look much better than the other four, because after a while, customers who hadn't chosen one from the other side came over to Xu Lai to negotiate the price.
"Can't you really lower the price of this little stove a bit?"
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