Chapter 30 The capacity to accommodate people [please vote for further reading]

On a particularly lively street, Song Ci was carrying a big package, and Tang Shi was holding a big bag, occupying a place in the middle of the street where they could set up a stall.

Just in front of a milk tea shop, Song Ci bought two cups of milk tea and talked to the shop owner. The shop owner, who was used to people setting up stalls at the door every day, had no objection at all.

A large part of the reason why this street is so lively is that there are so many people setting up stalls. Along the way, you can see all kinds of clothes, jewelry, shoes and bags, which attracts many young people.

Their rent has been raised several times by the landlord because there are so many people and the landlord feels that he is losing money.

Especially when the order volume is good, the landlord feels that he has suffered a huge loss.

After buying two cups of milk tea, Song Ci handed one to Tang Shi, and then sat on the pony to wait for the guests. Tang Shi did not sit down, instead arranging his clothes.

Then I went to chat with the lady selling socks next door for a while, and then came back to continue playing with the clothes.

"Why don't you sit down for a while?" Song Ci asked her.

Tang Shi shook his head.

He stayed with Tang Shi like this, and when she finished her work, Song Ci helped to close the stall. After some of the clothes were sold, they were no longer so heavy.

He said that Sister Ge doesn't have a boyfriend, but she can still live alone without feeling unaccustomed or lonely.

Seeing the change in her expression, Song Ci couldn't help but laugh. Her happiness was indeed a bit unpretentious. The profit from this batch of clothes was about four times that of Tang Shi's. Tang Shi could still earn more than 10,000.

The group immediately fell silent, and Song Ci was stunned.

[When your husband retired from the literary world, I was the first to disapprove of it.] It took a long time for Song Ci to send out a message.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone to the hot springs last time.

Song Ci laughed hahaha.

[To put it this way, I am quite curious about Xiao Song’s partner. I think he is a tolerant person.] Sister Ge replied to the message.

"How do you sell this T-shirt?" asked the girl holding her boyfriend's arm.

Who else is normal among those who can hang out in the company? Even girls, after a long time, become like everyone else. After all, the world of singles is all the same color.

If she were working in a store, she would at least be a gold medal salesperson.

Song Ci:??

Eating soft food and nurturing a wife have become labels that Song Ci cannot take off in the hearts of Tang poetry.

Song Ci is just lazy.

"I'm going to get some food. I'll call you when I'm ready." After taking the package from Song Ci's hand, Tang Shi opened the door and went into the house to get some food.

Song Ci:??

Tang Shi, who usually only eats breakfast outside, basically brings his own lunch and dinner or eats it at home. On the one hand, he doesn't think it tastes good, and on the other hand, he saves money.

Song Ci: "."

It's still early, and if everything goes well, Song Ci thinks her sales today won't be low. There are more and more people now, and sometimes, there will be a few people around asking about the price.

After paying the money, Tang Shi pointed to the stall next door: "Just go to any lady to pick out socks."

"I'll take you to have a barbecue tonight." Tang Shi collected the money, thanked the customer for their patronage, and turned to Song Ci to talk about the evening's arrangements.

"The God of Wealth doesn't have time, it's up to you to work hard." Song Ci said.

"When you run a small business, you have to keep yourself busy. Otherwise, if the guests see you sitting, they won't come to see you, and they will probably go elsewhere." This is Tang Shi's little experience.

There is still some time before the stall closes, and a lot of clothes can still be sold, so I will go back when there is no one around.

Just after Song Ci finished washing, his cell phone buzzed with message sounds.

She purchased one piece of clothing for about ten yuan, and both items were less than thirty yuan. She bought them for only ninety yuan, and even except for the socks, they cost more than eighty yuan. The profit was quite high.

It's just not stable, but there's actually no profit to speak of.

"Sister, the money has been transferred to you." Tang Shi transferred the money for socks to the sister next door, put away his equipment, and left with Song Ci.

One after another, people came to ask about the price. Tang Shi's clothes sold a lot. She always tried her best to keep every customer. Except for the kind who just turned around and left, most of them were kept by her and left behind.

The clothes were sold.

"The eighth order, if we can sell thirty orders today, it will be considered as the God of Wealth taking care of it." Tang Shi replenished the goods and talked to Song Ci.

[I have always regarded Xiao Song as my younger brother.] Sister Ge replied [Don’t try to taint someone’s innocence.]

I understand, I understand, I am superficial.

Can we just talk about something normal? I feel very insecure when you talk like this. I talk about everything. Don’t men have their own little secrets?

Anyway, after closing the stall and going home, there was still time to get something to eat. Song Ci was craving for the dumplings at noon, but he was embarrassed to say that it was too late.

Taking the milk tea and touching it with Song Ci, Tang Shi hummed and found the style he had just sold and hung it up.

Tang Shi's smile became more and more passionate as her pocket gradually bulged.

[The angels with broken wings were curled up in the quilt and sobbing, unable to bear to devour the innocent boy. The middle and ring fingers pointed at them showed their unwillingness to fate, and what emerged was endless loneliness.] She sent another message.

It turned out that she was going to discuss cooperation just now, but Song Ci didn't expect that she would have this trick.

Well, this is news from Sister Ge.

The girl asked the boy for his opinion, then chose one item for him and then one item for herself.

I didn’t expect that the all-rounder Ge has such good driving skills.

Sure enough, after chatting for a few words, Tang Shi's guests arrived.

Just like Sister Xia, like the uncle who delivers fruits, just like the uncle who delivers green plants, she can manage the relationship very well. Song Ci said that she has a foundation and is not talking nonsense.

[Since I found out that Xiao Song has a partner, Sister Ge has also started to let herself go. I said she can't pretend for a few days, but you still don't believe it.] Brother Ming sent a message.

After sitting on the sofa and reading the messages on his phone, Song Ci realized that they were chatting about their partner.

The harder, the more fortunate.

Song Ci took a rough look.

No wonder he grinned when he pressed his feet. It turned out to be a self-investment and a loss.

"We'll finish our work first. I still think your hotpot is delicious." Song Ci replied, "It's better than the food outside."

Song Ci felt that he could no longer chat with them. He didn't answer any of the questions asked to him.

I never thought that in this life, I would be a model on such an occasion. Probably because he and Tang Shi were so good at each other, many couples bought the same style of clothes and planned to wear them as couple outfits.

She was working hard to sell goods, but Song Ci watched her busy and couldn't do much to help. He occasionally helped pass the bags, helped with packing, and said thank you for your patronage. The biggest role was to display T-shirts of the same style as Tang Shi.

"One item is 59, two items are 100, couples get 10% off, and you can choose two pairs of socks for free." Tang Shi quickly introduced: "One item per person is more cost-effective."

She planned to sell them all in one month, and she would not lose any money if she could earn 10,000 yuan.

[I did not choose to point the gun at women and children, but chose to point it at myself. What I held tightly was the brutality of human nature, what splashed out was the filth of the spiritual sea, and my dull eyes were my answer to the world. 】

When he walked to the door just now, Song Ci still didn't suggest eating outside. He still felt that Tang Shi's cooking skills were better.

It is a rare occasion to have a generous barbecue outside.

While asking, I was choosing the style I liked.

She didn't see her making money for the sister next door. Tang Shi smiled at Song Ci: "Good luck with the business!"

Some of the squeezed goods can be folded and returned, which is her small network of connections. Over the years, she has been running a small business and has also developed her own network of connections.

The streets were already sparse with not many people, and the two of them walked together towards home.

Tang Shi looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "It's you who is prosperous!"

[Gege, believe me, you can’t control it.] Brother Wang responded with a message.

model.

Tang Shi has a habit that Song Ci cannot understand, that is, within two kilometers, Tang Shi prefers to walk instead of taking a taxi. On the contrary to Song Ci's habit, Song Ci is accustomed to taking a taxi as long as the distance is more than one kilometer.

Ride an electric bike.

After closing the stall, it was already getting late when we returned to the yard.

That's it. Only then did Song Ci realize what Fat Brother said. When you think Sister Ge is a girl who is embarrassed to talk about colors, her understanding and mastery of colors is much deeper than yours.

Everyone was discussing whether he was shy. He was indeed a bit shy. He was not used to this way of chatting and had never encountered it before.

"Eat, Song Ci!" Tang Shi called him at the door.

"Come right here!" Song Ci jumped up from the sofa.

Looking at Tang Shi, who was wearing an apron, she felt a bit like Xiaojiabiyu. Song Ci silently thought about whether that sentence was tolerant.

Feeling something was wrong, Song Ci patted his forehead, he deserved to die!
Chapter completed!