After Guoer finished the calculation, everyone was silent. After such calculation, it seemed that everyone could not justify not going out to sell schoolbags.

Dad Yao looked at Guo'er: "Then who do you want to call?"

Guo'er had already planned it, so when Father Yao asked, he said:

"Just take out my three cousins. The schoolbags are almost ready. By then my eldest aunt, my second aunt, my mother and my younger sister will all go out to sell them. If they are sold out this time, I guess there will be others in the city.

Similar schoolbags appeared, but they will no longer be sold."

To put it bluntly, a business with no technical content such as schoolbags is suitable for one-time transactions.

After everyone discussed it for a long time, they finally decided that the family would hire a few day laborers to work, and take some of the grandchildren to follow them to sell schoolbags. While everyone was there, Guoer struck while the iron was hot and made the personnel allocation.

He took Erlin and Ji'er to a private school in Sanyang Town; Dalin was older and more sensible, so he followed Maisui and Xiaocao to the nearby Ziyang Town;

Mrs. Liu took Sanlin and Dou'er to Wuqi Town, the farthest place, because the Liu family had relatives there, and if anything happened there they could talk to someone;

Finally, Mrs. Bao took Guo'er and Zao'er to set up a stall at Laiyang Academy in the city.

Everyone had no objection to this arrangement, so they took out all the schoolbags and discussed dividing them into three parts. As expected, this group got the most.

Because they were going to a county town and were considering studying in a school in the county town. Most of them were young men from wealthy families, so the pocket money in their hands naturally increased. Therefore, Guoer's group besides bringing some coarse cloth and fine cotton cloth

Most of the schoolbags are made of satin.

The next day, after having dinner early in the morning, everyone was ready to set off.

Yao Sanzhu actually took the initiative to walk up to Mrs. Bao, carried the bamboo basket full of schoolbags for her, and said with a flattering smile: "Oh, it's quite heavy, why don't I give it to you, so as not to tire my wife out.

"

Father Yao's face sank: "Put it down! Work in the fields honestly. If you dare to make any mistakes, I will beat you, you little bastard."

Father Yao is not polite at all when he disciplines his son.

Yao Sanzhu had no choice but to watch helplessly as Mr. Bao picked up the bamboo basket, took Guo'er and Zao'er and went out.

After waiting for a while at the entrance of the village, a few people got on an ox cart and headed for the county town.

Laiyang Academy is located on a relatively deserted street in the west of the county. It is said to be deserted, but there are several houses of wealthy families on both sides of the street. The entrance of the academy is at the end.

Normally, apart from the gentlemen and students walking in and out, this street rarely sees outsiders, so it seems relatively deserted.

The three of them asked all the way, and walked around the entrance of the academy. They found that the entrance was quite spacious and elegant, with a tall stone archway, a huge stone lion on each side, and a row of evergreen green trees planted on the left and right.

Planted, solemn yet elegant.

Naturally, the school does not allow outsiders to come in and out at will, let alone set up stalls. There is still some time before school ends at noon. Guoer observed it for a while and decided to put their stall at the entrance of the street.

Anyway, they can't get into the school, and the people inside still have to walk out of this street when school is over. Why not place it in a busy place, where people can come and go and sell more schoolbags.

So the three of them returned to the street and found a place to take out the schoolbags from the bamboo basket one by one. There were not so many trees on the street, so they couldn't hang the schoolbags on bamboo poles for people like they did in front of the private school in Shibalipu.

Looking through it, they could only spread a thin felt on the ground and place it on the ground to sell to passers-by.

Soon, passers-by came around to look at the strange things. When they saw the schoolbags Guoer and Zaoer were carrying, they thought they were quite novel. After looking at them for a while, they asked about the price.

Guo'er quoted the price, and someone started to bargain. Within a short time, two shoulder bags were sold.

Two officers patrolling the street came over and shouted to the three of them before they even got there: "Who told you to set up a stall here? You don't understand the rules, so quickly put it away. If you don't put it away, we will be careful."

Everything was confiscated.”

As soon as Mrs. Bao took a look at the two official servants, her voice trembled as she spoke: "Two official servants, it's not easy for us country people to run a small business. Seeing that there are people selling things on the roadside, I thought we could set up a stall here.

this......"

One of the officials said: "You're quite good at reading. Did you see when they paid the stall fee? If you want to set up a stall here, it's 20 cash a day. Just pay for it."

Mrs. Bao was dumbfounded. She had only bought vegetables for her family in the county town before. The stall fee at the vegetable market was four cents a day. The two officials were asking for twenty cents. Why didn't they just grab the money? Even if they had this money in their pockets

She was reluctant to take it out.

Guo'er had sharp eyes and felt that one of the officials looked familiar, so he stepped forward and said: "Brother, I have met you before. Last time you and my cousin had dinner at our house, and you also helped our family handle a case.

My cousin's name is Yao Fushan, and he also works in the county government office."

The official was stunned when he heard Guo'er's words: "Who are you?"

"My name is Yao Guo'er, my family is in Xiayao Village, and my father's name is Yao Sanzhu."

Last time this official followed Yao Fushan to Xiayao Village to investigate the case of Yao Sanzhu and Bao's beating. Although he didn't meet Yao Sanzhu too much, his name was very familiar. Guo'er reminded him and he immediately remembered it.

The official slapped his head and said, "So it's your family!"

The official followed Yao Fushan and had a good time at the Yao family for a while. Later, the case was solved, and he received a large reward from the Yao family before leaving. Naturally, he still had a fresh memory of this family. Now that he recognized it, he felt a little confused.

He said sheepishly:

"Sister-in-law, I really didn't recognize you just now. This is it. If you want to set up a stall here, it's fine. Just don't shout loudly. After all, this is not a designated trading area. We are all acquaintances, so we won't charge you stall fees.

"

When Mrs. Bao heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "Thank you two brothers!"

Mrs. Bao had been recuperating in the house at that time, and she was a female dependent. Naturally, she had never seen Yao Fushan when he led the official to handle the case at home, so the official did not know Mr. Bao.

"Okay, you continue here, we're leaving."

After the officer finished speaking, he touched the other one and whispered: "It's Mr. Yao's family. We just had dealings with him a while ago. Forget it."

Guoer hurriedly took out a few pennies from his wallet and stuffed them into the hands of the official he knew:

"Thank you, the two official brothers. It's really hard for you patrolling the streets. These two dollars will be used as a treat for us to drink tea. When you see me, Uncle Fukuyama, say hello to us."

The two officials were a little embarrassed, but Guoer took a step back before stuffing his head, and they left with a few polite words.

Mrs. Bao glared at their departing figures, turned around and complained to Guo'er: "Why are you paying them back? Just use your Uncle Fushan's name. Don't you have too much money?"

Guo'er was helpless: "Mom, just spend money to buy a familiar face."

Mrs. Bao wanted to say something more, but two more women came to look at her schoolbag, so Mrs. Bao lowered her head and got busy.

When the sun was setting, classes were over at the school. Students wearing light blue long coats walked out of the street in twos and threes. Because they had to go into the school to study in the afternoon, most of them were not carrying bamboo baskets. It looked like they were out to eat.

Or go shopping.

It seems that ancient colleges are similar to modern ones. The lunch prepared in the hall is not delicious, or for other reasons, everyone naturally comes out to relax during the lunch break, Guo'er thought to herself.

Some students passing by saw Zao'er and Guo'er standing on the roadside selling goods, one carrying a shoulder bag and the other carrying a backpack, and gathered around them curiously.

Guo'er took the opportunity to loudly promote: "Don't miss it if you pass by. The new school bag is cheap and practical. It can hold pens, inks, paper and inkstones, books and snacks. It saves space and is easy to sort. It is a must-have toolbox for school. Come on.

take a look."

"Haha! This little girl is really eloquent. Come on, let's go over and have a look."

Someone heard Guo'er's words and smiled, said a few words to his companions, and then came over.

Guoer generously showed the schoolbag she was carrying to the onlookers, and then took it off to let everyone see the structure inside. Soon some people were interested and paid to buy it.

Some people tried it and were not in a hurry to pay for it, but looked at it for a while and then left. Guo'er didn't care. Some people found this new style of schoolbag rare, but of course some people didn't buy it.

After selling for another hour, the results were pretty good. In addition to the fine cotton ones, we also sold several silk backpacks. It seemed that the students in the county town had the money.

At this time, several young students came over and looked at the schoolbags they had opened. As expected, these people looked familiar. They must have visited just now and were preparing to return to the school after lunch.

These people watched for a while, and two students planned to spend money to buy the backpack they were interested in.

A slightly fatter student said to another student next to him: "Brother Yang, your family owns an embroidery shop. Do you know if you sell this kind of schoolbags?"

The young student named Brother Yang, wearing a blue long coat, looked like he belonged to a wealthy family. Seeing his classmates asking questions, he crossed his arms and shook his head casually:

"No."

The man added: "This schoolbag looks interesting. If your shop sells this kind of bag, our classmates will definitely go to support it. Who would buy it at such a street stall? The price has dropped, right?"

?”

The man said something, and the two students next to him who were about to pay for it immediately stopped paying. They all looked at the student named Yang as if they were waiting for him to speak.

The student named Yang tilted his head and thought about it. He seemed to think that the man was right, so he nodded and said, "This is a good idea."

The students just stood in front of Guo'er and the other three, talking to themselves without fear of them hearing them. Bao glared at her angrily, but they didn't even look at her.

The student surnamed Yang squatted forward and started picking at the schoolbags on the ground. Then he pointed at several ones in succession, including single-shoulder ones, double-shoulder ones, green plant patterns, and cartoon animal ones. Most of them were chosen.

The bags are made of cheap coarse cloth and fine cotton, and there are no satin bags to choose from.

Mrs. Bao didn't understand what he meant and stood there motionless.

"Why, didn't I make it clear? I want a few of the ones I picked just now. How much is the total?"
Chapter completed!