"Bing Ning, why did you come back just now? I thought you stopped selling bags, which made me sad for several days. Someone happened to say that a bag shop opened here, and the bags in it were all good-looking. I took a look
I knew it was your shop, but you’re so embarrassed that you didn’t even tell me?”
She said and flattened her mouth, which made Shen Bingning feel a little embarrassed.
"I just went to buy steamed buns." She walked over and took out a small satchel for her. "Qianqian, look, I made this specially for you."
When Huang Qianqian saw the bag in her hand, she liked it so much that she had already stood aside to show off with her friends.
Shen Bingning is very confident. With Huang Qianqian as a living advertisement, her bags have already been sold to this wave of people, and eight or nine of them have been sold. One girl asked for three bags in one go.
The bag was said to match the clothes. One was five taels of silver, but eight of them cost forty taels. This already frightened Erhua.
The bun in her hand fell to the ground, and her mouth was open for a long time without closing it. This was just the beginning. After a while, another wave of people came, and they all spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred.
In the afternoon, another five bags were sold. Erhua's mouth opened wide again, and she didn't know if she could close it again.
After being bald for a few days, Shen Bingning was able to make money again, and she made a lot of money.
The small processing factory in the village is still working, and the bags in the store are still being sold. Each one is five taels of silver, no more, no less. Of course, there are still a few bags on the table. This is what they
The treasure of the store will not be sold no matter how much money is spent.
Shen Bingning held a bun in one hand and was eating it deliciously when Erhua called her back in a hurry.
She swallowed the buns into her stomach in two and three mouthfuls, almost choking to death.
"Boss, are you okay?" Erhua looked worriedly at Shen Bingning, who kept beating her chest. "Boss, you won't feel so distressed, right? Baozi is dead, but people are alive. How can you be so cruel?"
Don't let your mind wander." Erhua burst into tears anxiously.
Shen Bingning's tears also came out. Finally, she swallowed the mouthful of buns and said, "Don't cry," she almost drowned in Erhua's eyes.
"But, you..." Erhua was still wiping away tears.
Shen Bingning directly stuffed the uneaten buns in her hands to Erhua, "I'm not thinking about it. This colorful world is so wonderful. Let's go and collect the money."
She took Erhua into the shop and saw an aristocratic lady sitting on the side, raising her fingers elegantly and having a very good temperament.
"Are you the shopkeeper of this shop?" she asked softly.
"Yes," Shen Bingning adjusted her clothes and walked in. Her smile was very friendly, neither exaggerated nor indifferent.
"Ma'am, do you want to buy a bag?" she asked the lady in front of her, and she found that the lady's eyes never left the few high-quality bags she placed in the middle.
"Can I want that bag?" She stretched out her beautiful finger and pointed at a certain bag in the middle. She saw it as soon as she came in. However, I heard that you don't sell this, so how about it? She stood up,
Walked to Shen Bingning and said, "Sell me if you give me a price."
"Well..." Shen Bingning pretended to be embarrassed.