Maybe it was because Ruan Mianmian came for the first time today and she came late, so many people went back early after buying things, or maybe it was because of the prices.
After all, the wool you buy needs to be knitted into clothes. A normal adult male will need about one and a half to two kilograms to knit a long-sleeved turtleneck sweater. This mainly depends on how big and thick the sweater is to be knitted.
The taller and stronger the person and the more complex the pattern, the thicker the sweater will be, and naturally more wool will be used.
A normal adult woman would need about 1.1 to 1.6 taels of wool to knit a long-sleeved turtleneck.
Even if you are knitting for a child, you will need about half a pound of wool.
If you calculate it this way, buying wool is not a small amount of money.
There are definitely many people who want to buy it, but there are not that many who can actually pay for it.
After selling all the eggs, the woman selling eggs directly picked two kilograms of red wool, paid the money and left. When she left, she deliberately left the oil lamp to Ruan Mianmian, asking her to use it first. When she was done using it and was about to leave, she would extinguish the oil lamp and put it in the dog hole on the wall behind them, and she would come to get it herself next time.
After expressing her gratitude, Ruan Mianmian left the oil lamp behind.
As time went on, there were fewer and fewer people in the night market.
There were probably about seven or eight kilograms of wool left in Ruan Mianmian's bag.
She was not in a hurry. She didn't care whether she could sell out or not. She came here tonight out of pure curiosity to see what was going on in the night market.
She came and saw it, and her purpose was achieved. If she really wanted to sell goods, she would choose food that was easier to sell.
In this era, food is the easiest to sell no matter where you are.
The degree of freedom and variety of goods sold here are really much greater than the black market in their county.
She didn't know whether the black market in their county could reach the scale of this night market before the reform and opening up.
Just when she was about to go back, a little girl who had bought three pounds of wool from her before rushed to her quickly, pulling a woman who looked much older than her.
Then he asked in a very low voice, "Do you have any more wool?"
Ruan Mianmian nodded, then picked up her big bag and said in a small voice, "Yes. There are about seven or eight kilograms in it."
Hearing that there were so many, the little girl smiled, then pulled the sleeve of the person she brought with her and said, "Mom, let's take all of them."
It turned out that my mother was called over.
It was the middle of the night, and I guess someone was dragging someone out of bed.
"Don't worry, let me take a look first." The little girl's mother took the bag from Ruan Mianmian, and then looked at it in the dim light, twisting each strand of wool with her hands.
Ruan Mianmian was not in a hurry and waited for her to finish checking them one by one.
After all the lines had been read, she said softly, "I want all of them."
This is a rich man, Ruan Mianmian complained in her heart.
The little girl had already bought three kilograms, and she just counted the remaining ones, a total of seven and a half kilograms.
These wool yarns are all in bundles of half a pound, so there are a total of fifteen bundles left, three red bundles, five black bundles, five dark blue bundles, and two colorful bundles.
She was originally a seller, and if someone wanted to buy, there was no reason for her not to sell it. Seven and a half kilograms was a total of 150 yuan.
Ruan Mianmian accepted the fifteen big unity notes handed over by the mother and daughter, and then gave the bag to them.
This kind of bag can be exchanged for three points in the system mall, so she doesn't feel bad about giving it away. People have bought so many things, so she just treats it as a bonus.
After seeing the mother and daughter off, Ruan Mianmian realized that there were only a few people setting up stalls in the night market at this time, and it seemed that everyone was preparing to go back.
She took out her watch and saw that it was already past one o'clock.
After visiting Lincheng's night market today and making a few hundred bucks, she was in a good mood.
Now she can go back and have some sleep so that she can still follow her original plan tomorrow morning.
Ruan Mianmian put the egg-selling lady's oil lamp in the dog hole as she said, and she also put an extra box of lamp oil in it.
She also took advantage of the darkness to store her small stool directly into the system space. Then she prepared to go back empty-handed.
When she was almost at the entrance of the alley, Ruan Mianmian was stopped by an old man.
This startled Ruan Mianmian, and she instinctively wanted to scream, but the next second, the old man covered her mouth.
"Don't make a sound, I'm not a bad person!" The old man hurriedly explained before Ruan Mianmian spoke. "I'm letting you go now, can you stop shouting?"
Ruan Mianmian nodded. She could tell that the old man's voice was very helpless. Moreover, Ruan Mianmian also felt that the old man did not have the aura of a bad guy.
However, one must be on guard against others, so she lowered her hand and quietly took out a miniature electric shock device from the space.
In case this old man doesn't keep his word, she can still protect herself.
The old man really let go of Ruan Mianmian's mouth, then took a step back, leaving a normal social distance between the two of them.
"I'm sorry. I was forced to do this." The old man apologized to Ruan Mianmian and bowed. His attitude was very sincere.
"I just wanted to call you, but I didn't expect your reaction to be so strong. I was afraid of alarming others, so I did something bad to you. I'm really sorry." Although the uncle's apology was not loud, his attitude really made Ruan Mianmian let down some of her guard.
The micro electric shock device in his hand was also quietly retracted into the system space.
"What's the matter?" Ruan Mianmian looked at the old man and asked.
Only then did she see clearly that the old man who stopped her had a very elegant appearance, but he looked rather thin and a bit malnourished.
Perhaps it was difficult for him to say the following words, so the old man hesitated for a long time, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "I have a few items here, I would like to ask if you want them."
Ruan Mianmian was confused. Was this an active sales pitch? !
Looking at Ruan Mianmian's expression, the old man continued, "I just saw you selling wool over there."
Ruan Mianmian understood what the old man didn't say.
He saw her selling wool and knew she had money, so he approached her and asked her if she wanted to buy what she had.
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