Uncle Fan gave a thumbs-up and said, "You guys are really willing to spend money! You have money!"
Mrs. Lin waved her hand. "What do you mean by rich? We're just an ordinary family. If it weren't for my grandson, I wouldn't have bought the red mushrooms. My daughter-in-law said my grandson is going to be malnourished if he doesn't eat them! If he's really malnourished, he'll have to go to the hospital to see a doctor, which will cost even more money."
"Auntie, how many do you want to buy?" Shen Yunzhao took out a small plastic basket and started picking red mushrooms.
"One pound."
After seeing off Mrs. Lin, many more people came to buy.
I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t come yesterday, but the red mushrooms sold out very quickly today. In less than an hour, there were only about two pounds of red mushrooms left in the basket.
Shen Yunzhao didn't plan to sell it, so he took the red mushroom back to dry it and sell it as dried red mushroom.
She packed up her things, said hello to Uncle Fan, and left on her electric bike.
"Hey, wait! Wait, the one selling red mushrooms!"
Before I had gone far, I heard a male voice coming from behind.
Shen Yunzhao stopped her electric bike by the side of the road and turned her head to see a middle-aged man in a suit and tie running towards her, panting.
"Brother, is there something wrong?"
The middle-aged man ran to her side, took a few deep breaths, and then said, "Boss, how many red mushrooms do you have left?"
"Not much, only about two pounds. Do you want it?"
"Only two pounds?"
The middle-aged man frowned and leaned over to look at the red mushrooms in the basket.
The red mushrooms inside were quite pretty, but there weren't many of them. His frown deepened.
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