Seeing the middle-aged aunt looking around with guilty conscience while asking, the little fox couldn't help feeling very funny. Just after a few seconds, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

After all, my aunt has no choice but to do so, because now the upper management is strict. It's normal to ask for money for anything, but she also has to ask for food stamps and so on. Ordinary families will inevitably have bills that are not convertible enough.

What's more, in places like supply and marketing cooperatives, things you sell to supply and marketing cooperatives are often cheaper than the market price. If you want to buy things from supply and marketing cooperatives, they are much more expensive than the black market.

Therefore, once ordinary people want to do such ordinary transactions between individuals, whether barter or buying and selling bills, once they are reported, they can easily be defined as speculation. We have to be careful.

……

The middle-aged aunt's eyes lit up when she saw the honeysuckle and wild chrysanthemum dried by the little fox, as well as the dried wild mushrooms.

"Big sister, when did you pick these things from the mountain? Are they new?"

The little fox saw that the middle-aged aunt was obviously happy. She knew that the other party was a master of goods. She quickly and attentively promoted it.

"Auntie, smell it. It's all fresh. It's something of the week."

"And aunt, think about it. If it's Honeysuckle and mushroom directly with frost dew, although the time is closer, it's much heavier. Now I wash the mud clean and have no sand."

"If I didn't dry in the sun, there would have been more than 40 kilograms. You see, now I have only 20 kilograms left. I'm afraid it's not easy to take sediment and dew. Now I sell at a loss at the cost price, not counting my labor cost!"

"Look, I'm making hard money here."

The little fox speaks the truth and has no element of fraud. What's more, she looks white and quiet. Her aunt has a desire to buy. At the moment, she is even more excited.

She looked at the little fox. She looked only seventeen or eighteen years old and a little younger than her worthless son, but other girls were so sensible and sold things. Unlike his son, they huddled at home every day waiting for their parents to raise them.

The middle-aged aunt thought so, but she pretended that she could buy or not.

"That's true. I smell it and think it tastes good. Why don't I buy five kilograms of herbal tea and three kilograms of mushrooms? I said, girl, how much do you sell? If it's too expensive, I won't."

The little fox understood each other's psychology very well, and she smiled.

"I see that things like supply and marketing cooperatives sell for about 45 cents a kilogram, but I went to see them. Many of them are damp, at least a month or two ago. They don't have the fragrance of our mountains, let alone herbal tea. Even if they are dried, they are small stones."

"I don't charge you much either. How about I charge you 50 cents a kilo each for my hard work from the village to the city?"

This price is really not expensive, because what the little fox is looking for is better than others. When it is dried later, it is much more careful than others, and the days are fresh. She is only a little more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperatives. It is really cheap and good.

……

The aunt thought about it. It's true. She just couldn't help but want to bargain with the little girl.

"I said big girl, you see, I'm also your first customer. Your price is really kind, but for the sake of what I want, don't give me a little cheaper?"

"It's a good deal!"

The little fox didn't intend to make her believe in her quality, so he said to the middle-aged aunt.

"Well, I'll try to sell you a kilo of mushroom and herbal tea first. I'll stay here until about two or three o'clock in the afternoon. If you go home to fry vegetables and make tea and think the quality of this thing is good, come back and buy it from me?"

"I'm not afraid that good goods can't be sold. I still have this confidence."

……

Seeing that the little fox refused to give in, the aunt felt a little disappointed. Her shopping vision has always been extremely vicious.

It's not that she doesn't want to go to the supply and marketing agency to buy. First, the price of things there is really high. Even if it looks cheaper than the little fox, or as the girl said, the goods are old, or mixed with sand, even if they are freshly picked, there is a pile of mud.

The aunt bit her teeth and finally said.

"Forget it, I don't care about this with you. I think you are a little girl. You are no less than two years old than my son. It's really not easy to hide from the urban management and sell things here. Then I'd better buy a total of eight Jin."

"OK, four yuan altogether. Take your things."

"OK."

The aunt quickly gave the money. After all, seeing that the little girl's mouth is so sharp, it's estimated that it's no use for her to grind it down.

The most important thing is that if the urban management comes, everyone will have to be arrested. She can't stay in the alley for too long.

The aunt stuffed the dried herbal tea and wild mushroom of the little fox into her little cloth bag, and then left quickly step by step.

……

After the middle-aged aunt left, the little fox also met one or two guests who came to ask for the price, but most of them didn't buy it. Occasionally, a few tasted the fresh food and bought about half a kilo.

At noon, the little fox's belly growled.

Everything in the city is expensive. Although after the first middle-aged aunt's big customer, little fox has a little money, she is still not willing to buy too expensive things. Instead, she makes do with the two white steamed buns she brought from ye wanqiu's house this morning.

……

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She can't stay in this alley too long.

The aunt stuffed the dried herbal tea and wild mushroom of the little fox into her little cloth bag, and then left quickly step by step.

……

After the middle-aged aunt left, the little fox also met one or two guests who came to ask for the price, but most of them didn't buy it. Occasionally, if there were a few to taste the fresh, they would buy a half catty. If there were a few to taste the fresh, they would buy a half catty. After the middle-aged aunt left, The little fox also met one or two. After the middle-aged aunt left, the little fox also met the guests who asked for the price. However, most of them didn't buy it. Occasionally, a few tasted the fresh, so they bought half a kilo of two white steamed buns brought by a middle-aged aunt, barely satisfied.

……

About a kilo.

At noon, the little fox's belly growled.

Everything in the city is expensive, although it is also the first