The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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She has many repeat customers every day, which has a lot to do with her marketing method.

Soon there was another big cock, about fifty years old, who was very happy today, with a smile on his face and walking with the wind.

Let's look at the dishes that Auntie bought, pork feet, sea bass, mutton ... are not cheap.

I usually buy only a little meat and vegetables.

"Ma'am, how many eggs do you have?" As soon as he came to the stall, Dasao yelled loudly, afraid that He Xiyan would not hear the same.

"How much do you want? Bitch." He Xiyan also smiled. As long as the customer came, she laughed habitually.

This sister-in-law is familiar to her, and she has bought vegetables several times, bargaining for a while.

"How many do you have?" Grandma said with great pride, as if she had to buy as long as the other party had any.

He Xiyan crouched down and opened the box containing the eggs. She counted them, and there were 60 inside, plus 40 on the stand, for a total of 100.

"There are 100." After standing up, He Xiyan looked at the familiar customer. She didn't think the customer would buy so much at once.

But this time she clearly thought wrong.

"You wrap it up for me. I'll wait for my son to pick it up. 180 yuan, right?" After that, Dasao directly gave 180 yuan in cash to He Xiyan.

He Xiyan stayed, and didn't understand what happened to the uncle today. He bought so many at a time and didn't bargain. I usually talk about a few cents.

"Hehe ..." Dasao said with a smile: "My daughter-in-law is pregnant. I buy more soiled eggs and go back to repair her body. I have bought soiled eggs in several stores. Many of them are fake or mixed with foreigners. The eggs are still the most authentic here. The knocked-out yolks are red in color. Dasao has raised chickens in his hometown before. Is this a real native egg? You can tell at a glance. "

He Xiyan suddenly realized.

It turned out that no wonder this dad became so generous.

After a while, some customers came one after another, and her products were almost sold.

At around ten o'clock, He Xiyan put the unsold items on the stalls and put them in the storage room, locked them, and then cleaned up the stalls and swept the ground clean.

She does n’t have a lot of products right now. Although coupled with the food market, there are many customers in the morning and few people in the afternoon, so she only sells for a few hours in the morning.

Of course, she still has something to do in the afternoon. At two thirty, she has to go to an art training school. It was a training school she interviewed in September, mainly teaching children to paint.

She teaches elementary sketch classes. She can get 200 lessons for one lesson. She has two lessons a day from Tuesday to Sunday. She has 2400 dollars a week and more than 9,000 dollars a month.

Coupled with the income of the stall, she now earns more than 20,000 a month.

After clearing the stalls, He Xiyan returned to the residential building.

There is a resettlement community after the demolition, and the environment is not very good. It is said that there are still MLM personnel in and out, but He Xiyan does not care about these. They don't have much money now, they still have to save money to buy a house, so they can't afford a good house.

They rented a two-bedroom, two-bedroom, one-room apartment on the third floor, only about 70 square meters. Although the house is small, it is enough for her and Jiahang.

There are refrigerators, televisions, air conditioners, washing machines, water heaters and other electrical appliances in the house. Although they are all old, there should be no shortage of them.