Yan Rulan obviously didn't expect that a sweet potato seller would be so disrespectful to her.
"So, your sweet potatoes cost three yuan a piece, right? I'll pay you ten yuan for two. Who is willing to sell them to us?"
These students probably don’t have much pocket money, right?
She didn't believe it. Something that cost three yuan had suddenly tripled in price, and they were still unwilling to sell it.
If she pays a high price to buy something, usually someone will be attracted to her.
In the past, Yan Rulan used this trick and always won every battle.
Unfortunately, this time she met a few students who were not short of money.
"Auntie, are you too stingy? You only want us to sell it for three times the price? Do you have the nerve to say it? You have to pay ten times for it, right?"
What's the meaning?
Before Yan Rulan could figure it out, the smile on her face had frozen.
She was determined to win just now, thinking these children were easy to fool.
Unfortunately, they looked at her with mocking faces and were not moved at all.
"What are you talking about? Ten times. From the looks of it, I don't even have any change in my pocket. How about just one hundred yuan a piece?"
A sweet potato sells for 100 yuan, why don't these people grab it?
Yan Rulan's face turned bright and dark. She was looked down upon by a group of children!
"One hundred yuan is one hundred yuan." Long Qiqi wanted to eat it so much that she said it before Yan Rulan could.
She had never eaten it before, and seeing how delicious Manshu was, she felt that this food must be delicious.
As for hygienic and unhygienic food, haven’t you seen so many people eating it?
Even if something happens, it will be them first!
"Sorry, I won't sell it." The student who just spoke proudly peeled the skin and took a bite in front of Long Qiqi.
Long Qiqi really wanted to cry "Wow".
She wants to eat a roasted sweet potato, why is it so difficult?
"Mommy, I want to eat!" Long Qiqi was still excited. She wanted it even if others didn't give it to her.
Yan Rulan couldn't grab what others had, so she could only look at Manshu and say, "Manman, give some of what you have to your younger brothers and sisters to try. They haven't tasted this stuff. After they try it, maybe
I don’t like it anymore.”
She couldn't bear to teach the twins a lesson, so she could only hold her breath in her heart.
Manshu glanced at the sweet potato in her hand. She actually only took two bites, and there was still a big piece left.
Of course there is no problem in dividing the two halves, but she smiled and said: "One hundred yuan."
Yan Rulan's eyes widened and she looked at her in disbelief: "These are your younger brothers and sisters. Are you still arguing with them?"
"Brothers are still settling accounts. My cousin is willing to give a hundred yuan to a stranger, but she is reluctant to give it to me?"
The other students who had not left were relieved when they heard what Manshu said, and they all started to cheer.
"It's just that you don't have enough money. You can't even afford roasted sweet potatoes?"
"Auntie, why don't you forget it. I actually don't care about the one hundred yuan."
As soon as Manshu finished speaking, Yan Rulan took out her wallet and gave Manshu a wad of money: "Here, actually, if you want pocket money, you can just say it. Where is the need to use this method?"
Manshu glanced at the wad of money, and then saw Yan Rulan's good-hearted look on her face, and she laughed to death in her heart.
Didn’t you see that Yan Rulan’s expression was so fleshy and painful?
She couldn't wait to put her eyes on the money.
Yan Rulan was sure she wouldn't want it, right?
Otherwise, why would you give one or two thousand to coax people?
"Then thank you, Auntie." Manshu rolled up the money and stuffed it into his pocket.
Then he divided two thirds of the sweet potatoes between the two children neatly.
Yan Rulan watched her put the money away, and her whole body felt bad.