Sitting in the back of the car, Ling Xiaowei took out the woven bag containing the money and counted the money inside. There was a total of sixty-four yuan. Only by recording the current money can you know how much money you made.
The warm spring breeze comes along the road. The peach blossoms in front of the houses on both sides of the road are blooming enthusiastically. The sky is getting brighter. Pedestrians on the road are coming and going, and some are going to the market.
When she was approaching the town, she saw Qi Lei. This time, he only brought one younger brother with him. He was still selling vegetables. Those vegetables looked like they were grown at home, and they were all good vegetables. But
This packaging is not good, and this kind of appearance is not easy to sell. If there is a chance, she must give him some advice.
The closer we get to the town, the more people there are. The asphalt road is bustling with people. Today's market is a big one at the end of the month. There are many people and many things for sale.
"Aunt Zhang, we have to hurry up and go to the Cultural Palace. There are many people there." There were many people on the way to the Cultural Palace. Last time we went to the market, we didn't get a seat near the Cultural Palace.
Today, I deliberately came early, hoping to grab a good location.
When they arrived, the good areas in front of the Cultural Palace were already occupied. Ling Xiaowei scanned both sides of the street with keen eyes and saw a large gap between the two stalls. They had few things, so that area
A small place is enough.
"Aunt Zhang, go over there, there is a place over there." Ling Xiaowei pointed to the gap and said.
Zhang Cuifen nodded understandingly, then pushed the car over there, put the car away, and breathed a sigh of relief. She stretched her neck and looked at the house next door where things were being arranged, and whispered to Ling Xiaowei:
"Her family sells seeds."
Looking at another store, they sell farm tools, shovels, shovels, and many kitchen knives.
This...chosen place is really a good place!
"Is it appropriate for us to sell clothes here?" Zhang Cuifen asked doubtfully, with a very embarrassed expression on her face.
Ling Xiaowei looked around, there was no good place anywhere else!
"Let's do it right here! It's not easy to get such a good place." Ling Xiaowei said, seeing people pushing carts on the street, staring at their home's land.
"Are you selling something? If you're not selling anything, just give way!" At this time, someone came over with a cart and shouted to Ling Xiaowei and Zhang Cuifen.
The two opponents were two grown men, both in their thirties, tough and fierce-looking, and they looked very difficult to mess with.
"We are selling things, and we came to this place first." Zhang Cuifen walked to the front, mustered up her courage, raised her head, and said to the two tough men in front of her.
The two men looked like a mother and daughter. They looked at each other with malicious eyes flashing in their eyes.
At this time, a man stopped the car, walked up to Zhang Cuifen, and said fiercely: "Whoever told you that whoever comes first to this place belongs to me! Then I tell you, this place has always been mine.
The stall site, quickly take your things away and get out~"
There was a roll, and the sound was fierce and vicious. Zhang Cuifen shivered in fright and took a few steps back. She was afraid of men, especially such fierce men who would hit women. She was really scared to death.
"Let's go! Let's change places!" Zhang Cuifen turned around and pulled Ling Xiaowei and said to Ling Xiaowei.
These two grown men, just because they were men, deliberately bullied them, both of whom were women. No matter how aggressive they were on the street, they would not dare to hit anyone in public.
She, Ling Xiaowei, is not afraid of them.
"Why should we leave? Their names are not engraved on this place." Ling Xiaowei said calmly, standing in front of her tricycle and refusing to leave.
The two grown men looked at each other, and both of them were a little puzzled. The older man was scared off, but the younger one looked like he was having trouble dealing with it.
"Little girl, listen to your mother and leave quickly, otherwise..." The other party clenched his fists, and the expression on his face became more fierce, with an expression on his face that if you don't leave, I will beat you.
"If he doesn't leave, if he dares to hit us, I will call the police. The police station is at the end of the street. I don't believe the police will not arrest them." Ling Xiaowei pointed in the direction of the police station and shouted.
When they heard that the police was going to be called, the two men were a little scared. They thought to themselves that the little girl is so powerful that she can't even scare her away. She is so powerful!
It was impossible for them to really beat them both. With so many people watching in the clear sky, they would really be unable to do business by then. The two of them glared at Ling Xiaowei angrily and pushed the cart away.
After watching the two people leave, Zhang Cuifen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Ling Xiaowei: "You still have a way." The two people just said that she was Xiaowei's mother! When she listened, she felt very happy. She was really
It's weird, why is she so happy?
She wants such a daughter, but they don't recognize her as a mother.
This thought flashed through Zhang Cuifen's mind for a moment and then disappeared.
The most important thing now is making money! This was her first time setting up a stall, and she was both excited and looking forward to it.
The two of them had just taken out their things when an aunt next door screamed, "No, the bastard is here!"
Zhang Cuifang heard the commotion and asked curiously: "What little bastard, what's wrong?"
The aunt had an ugly look on her face and said evasively: "It's those gangsters from East Street who come to collect protection fees whenever there is a big fair. These gangsters are really annoying."
Ling Xiaowei looked at the group of arrogant people, wearing tight floral shirts, bell-bottom pants, and long hair. Some were fat and some were thin. The group of people walked to a stall and asked for money.
If someone refuses to pay, the other party will just destroy the stall without saying a word.
Ling Xiaowei has not seen these things before. These are the cultural products of an era. These gangsters are proud of being part of a gang. Because of the things in her previous life, she still knows them very well.
There are East Street and West Street in this town. Two gangs fought for territory in the past, but there were always numerous small and large group battles. It seems that the streets on both sides of the Cultural Palace belong to East Street, and the area to the south of the Mall is West Street.
Street.
The protection fee collected here will actually be regarded as a stall fee in the future, but it is not called that at this time. Moreover, these little gangsters feel that this method can better demonstrate their unusual social status.
"Xiaowei, what should we do?" Zhang Cuifen is a person who has no idea. She is really worried. She just drove away two vicious men, and now she has ushered in a group of gangsters.
It’s really not easy to do business!
The gangster collecting protection fees walked to the next stall. Among them was a chubby middle-aged man with half of his belly exposed. He was wearing black sunglasses, a gold chain around his neck, and colorful tattoos on his exposed arms.
, I don’t know what the tattoo is, I guess the tattoo craftsmanship is not very good.
