"Girl, if you sell the eggs outside the textile mill, you can sell each egg at least for 23 cents or 24 cents. Your eggs are big and good enough."
Whether it was because Shalom or Celia's beauty, the middle-aged man who was standing next to her all became very warm-hearted.
"Will anyone buy it?"
The price was a little higher than that in a town.
"Why didn't they buy it? The workers will be here soon."
All the workers who could work in the textile mill had a steady salary, so they could afford to eat eggs.
"Okay, thank you."
The friendliness of these people made her happy, too.
"Lady, is this man really your brother?"
All the people beside were fixing their eyes on Shalom.
"Yes. Don't we look like each other?"
Now that she had made it clear to the public, she surely had to put on an act. Otherwise, she would become a person who had problems with her private life style.
"Yes. On
n the town.
"Of course."
She didn't come here just for selling eggs.
She drove the motorcycle to the biggest market in the county and looked around. Celia was not interested in anything else, but in clothes. After all, as a woman, she didn't lack money in her previous life. So it was one of her usual agenda to go shopping. The design was not novel and the quality was poor, but there were many people in the store.
She would definitely earn more money in clothes than selling an egg.
"Sir, how much is a dress?"
Celia asked as she saw the new dress.
"Thirty five dollars!"
The boss answered.
"Can you make it less?"
Celia tried to bargain.
"I'll give you two dollars less at most. Thirty three."
The shopkeeper went to entertain other customers. She didn’t care Celia would buy it or not. Since every woman love clothes, even if it was in the 80’s, so she had nothing to worry about.