Jiang Li smiled and glanced at Qin Xiaoting. Whenever she lied, she pinched her little finger. It seemed strange, but she didn't expose her.

After getting the sewing machine, Jiang Li used all the new hair tie drawings she had drawn overnight, and even launched a white and pink double-layer hair tie to suit the occasion.

The two chose a Saturday and set up a stall near the school's family area, which happened to have a movie theater and was close to the supply and marketing cooperative, so there was a lot of traffic both day and night.

As soon as Qin Xiaoting's braised pork was put on the table, the aroma attracted many middle-aged women who came to buy vegetables. A retired employee from Haicheng was very generous and after tasting the sample braised pork, everyone bought some.

There was only one lady with a perm who wanted to buy one but was reluctant to give up, saying, “Is this something hygienic?

Last time I bought some meat buns from outside for my daughter, and then my whole family got diarrhea. The vendor was really heartless. "

"Don't worry, sis. My family keeps everything clean. If you eat something bad, come find me. I'll set up my stall here and won't go anywhere else."

Even so, the old lady didn't buy it in the end. She looked at it carefully and finally called out to her dog, "LeLe, go home."

There were not many people at Jiang Li's stall because it was too early. In the early morning, there were old men and women eating breakfast or taking a walk, or workers rushing to work, and there were mostly young girls passing by.

As the sky gradually rose, more people came out of the school, and Jiang Li's stall became busy.

Female students surrounded the stall, some trying on shoes, some looking in the mirror, and some buying shoes, mainly because the average purchasing power of people in Haicheng is much stronger than that of people in Yongfang County.

It was almost time for dinner, so Jiang Li thought about packing up the stall first and waiting for Qin Xiaoting to finish her lunch.

Qin Xiaoting said apologetically, "Lizi, I'm going to eat with you. I haven't seen the two children for the whole morning, and I'm really worried about them."

Jiang Li also understood, "Okay, then I'll let you watch over the remaining items in your stall, and I'll help you sell them this afternoon."

"No need, this much, it's enough if you split it half between us." Qin Xiaoting quickly packed two bags and stuffed one into Jiang Li's hand, "Consider it as compensation for letting you go."

Qi Qiang also had to be on duty today, so there was no one to eat with her. Jiang Li just ate a bowl of noodles and came back to continue setting up her stall.

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, and more students were out for activities. Jiang Li also saw a few familiar classmates from the same department, two of whom were so patronizing that they took care of her, and Jiang Li gave them a discount.

By mid-afternoon, the two hair ties she had made were sold out. Jiang Li closed up her stall with satisfaction and prepared to come back tomorrow.

After deducting the cost, I made $7.50 that day, and that was at the beginning, without any promotion, and relying solely on new customers.

Sun Yulian, who was passing by, wiped her eyes and asked, "Is that Jiang Li? Why is she setting up her stall?"

After seeing clearly, Sun Yulian felt so relieved in her heart, as if she had drunk a glass of ice water in the middle of summer. It turned out that Jiang Li's wealth was all an illusion, and she had to rely on being a street vendor to make a living.

This kind of speculation, bah, is only now that the trend has been relaxed. If it was a few years ago, she would have reported Jiang Li.

All right, how can such a big secret be kept secret by her alone? She has to spread the word among her classmates at school, and let those blind people in the art department see how worldly and materialistic the pure goddess they talk about is.

It was afternoon time in the professional class of the Department of Fine Arts. Teacher Ma was reading from the textbook on the podium. Everyone was drowsy, and Jiang Li was listening attentively.

The main thing is that the teacher only says outdated words and reads them from the textbook, which is really boring.

"Eri, was the homework you handed in last class your own work?"

Being called suddenly, Jiang Li was a little dazed, but she quickly stood up and answered, "Yes, teacher, what's the problem?"

Ma Jingshan pushed his bottle-bottomed reading glasses and snorted, "The work is not bad, but I got first place in the class quiz.

But the teacher wants to advise you that you are still young, and you should not be so eager for money, otherwise it will destroy your current spiritual energy, and you will regret it when you are old. "

Jiang Li was very surprised, but at this moment the bell for the end of class rang. Ma Jingshan took the textbooks and walked out of the classroom with his hands behind his back. It was too late for Jiang Li to ask anything.

The classmates in the class also cast their eyes on Jiang Li, and some were discussing something in twos and threes.

Wang Hong looked down and pulled Jiang Li aside. She hesitated and finally said, "Lizi, are you short of money recently?

I heard that you've been setting up a stall near the school recently. If you're short of money, I can help you. I'll give you the big bucks, but the small bucks are for emergencies."

Jiang Li was both amused and confused. "I'm short of money. As for borrowing money, I will ask you if I need it later."

The stall thing is real, I’m selling hair circles.”

Zhu Zhu spoke up, pointing at the red knitted rose hairband fluttering in the wind on the head of the girl in front of her, "Is this it?"

"Eri, did you do all this? Your hands are so dirty."

Zhu Zhu's eyes lit up, "Many female students in our school wear this, I didn't expect it was you who set up the stall. I went there several times but couldn't buy anything, you closed the stall a long time ago.

Lizi, my good roommate, you are the first to see the moon. Can you open a back door for me and sell me one?" Zhu Zhu begged while holding Jiang Li's arm.

"Okay, I'll give you one. As long as you help me promote it."

Zhu Zhu jumped on the spot with excitement. "Lizi, you are so nice. But we still have to pay for the transfer. Let's put it this way. I want a red rose one."

Wang Hong was shocked by the two people's relaxed attitude, "Will anyone report this?

Previously, a family in our factory took some dried bacon from their own factory and exchanged it for vegetables. They received fifty cents and were reported by jealous people. They lost their jobs.

"We're not going together today. My dad said that he'll be more open in the future!" Zhu Zhu is a person with inside information. Most of the words that come out of her mouth are the news circulating inside Haicheng.

Wang Hong heaved a sigh of relief. "It's good that everything is alright."

Sun Yulian, who was pretending to pack up books but actually eavesdropping, was stunned.

How come after this happened, the people in the dormitory not only did not dislike Jiang Li, but became even more intimate with her? Should speculation and profiteering be condemned by everyone?

Jiang Li saw Sun Yulian's resigned look clearly. Logically, the stall would have become known to everyone so quickly, and it even reached the teacher's ears. There must be some people gossiping and saying that it must be Sun Yulian.

Jiang Li silently made a note in her heart. After dinner, she went downstairs to her dormitory. The dorm manager called Jiang Li and said, "Student Jiang, you are from 302, right? There is a letter from Sun Yulian in your dormitory. Please take it to her."