A few people couldn't deceive this old man anymore. They still knew what Tian Ye meant on this street. They could only leave with regret.
Li Hongqi's father really didn't understand what was going on: "What's going on? Am I not blocking their business?"
Tian Ye: "Listen to their nonsense. They are looking at the people who come to your side. They are all easy to fool. They think that if you are not here anymore, these people may be fooled by them." They like you.
The customer base here is huge.
Mrs. Niu was cheering beside her, laughing so hard that she couldn't keep her eyes open. She got a lot of credit today: "Sir, your friend is really knowledgeable, so I followed suit and got a lot of money. I sold a lot of window grilles."
Li Hongqi's father also figured it out. Yes, there weren't many new faces coming to him to ask for couplets.
It won't bother anyone else, let alone affect the business of other people's stalls. These guys looked kind and dared to fool him.
In the afternoon, the old man learned to be smart and stopped writing. He put the works written by his daughter-in-law, his son, and his wife's practice work on the stall for them to pick at will. If he made a mistake, he could not blame others.
People were just lighting up the brazier, drinking hot tea and watching the excitement. Suddenly, they found a sense of leisure and relaxation.
What happened was that all the pairs were bought by this group of street vendors. The old man was confused. They were not selling couplets, so why were they still buying them?
The next day, when the vendors were selling couplets, each one had a leader: "The old man at the door over there no longer writes couplets. If you are discerning, you can pick your own. I have at least three couplets written by the old man on my stall."
"Whoever has a good vision, ah, the couplet belongs to him."
Okay, just these three pieces will make the price of the entire stall's couplets increase by half. This is all to deceive old friends.
This street has become lively. The vendors are happy. People say they just buy ordinary couplets. If they don’t know who the old man opposite is, that’s okay. We have them here. Ordinary couplets are the most indispensable.
So the business is booming and has reached a small climax. Of course, it is also because of the New Year and everyone is willing to go out for a walk.
Li Hongqi's father was so angry that he couldn't even drink tea anymore. He kept scolding: "Profiteers, profiteers, they are indeed profiteers. How can they look so honest and honest, fooling the old man? I don't sell anything I write.
It’s so expensive.”
After saying this, the peddler came over, holding a cigarette that the old man never smoked, and asked for a few words with a smile, but the old man still wrote to him.
Aunt Li said that the old man was stunned and stupid.
Well, anyway, people have found the joy of life here. There is no shortage of braziers, tea, and pens and ink, which are propped up at the gate of Tianye's house.
It's New Year's Eve and it's twenty-nine, and I'm still lingering in front of Tianye's house.
Zhu Xiaosi and Li Hongqi were helpless: "Dazhi, take your sister-in-law and the others and leave first. I will lock the door of your house later."
Otherwise, what can we do? Their old man occupies the door of Tianye's house. The table, stools, brazier, and teapot are all at the door, and he won't be allowed to move them into the yard.
Tian Ye chuckled: "Originally, the key was also placed with Xiaosi. It's rare for my uncle to find some fun. I think it's pretty good."
Li Hongqi's father really couldn't bear the atmosphere here, especially if he was willing to be supported by this group of vendors: "Yes, yes, he is not an outsider in the first place."
When Li Hongqi grows up, he doesn't know that his father still has such a thick skin. Don't you think it's just a lively street like this? As for that.
Li Hongqi's mother scolded the old man behind his back: "You are so happy that you really succeeded."
Li Hongqi's father also said: "What do you know? This is called popularity. Look at who on this street is more popular than me. That old Suntou from East Street has a stall like me. Look
Does anyone support his bad calligraphy? Learn from me, hum."
Aunt Li rolled her eyes angrily: "That's because there is no brazier or hot water in Lao Suntou's stall. You think that's because your calligraphy is good. Look at the people who come to buy pairs on the street. How many of them read the calligraphy?
Yes, people see whether the words written on the pairs are auspicious or unlucky. Stop being so happy over there."
Li Hongqi's father felt that the woman was disappointing: "That's what I wrote too. It looks festive and auspicious. You don't understand."
Aunt Li: "I know that Mrs. Niu's window grilles next to you sell much more than your calligraphy."
Old Man Li didn't want to hear it anymore: "My pair sell so many every day."
Li Hongqi’s mother: “Have a rest, those vendors are selling fake ones, and they haven’t given out any real ones.”
Old Man Li was really a little dizzy this time: "How do you know?"
Li Hongqi’s mother: “After all these years, how can I not know about your two bad characters?”
Okay, everyone is going to be unhappy during the Chinese New Year, right? That’s it, old man Li is still running his stall until the morning of New Year’s Eve. People are happy with it.
Mrs. Niu made a real profit, and accompanied Old Man Li to deal with all the window grilles on her hands.
As a result, in less than ten days, Mrs. Niu actually made more than a thousand yuan.
The old couple were counting money at home. Their hands were shaking. Oh my god, oh my god, this money is so profitable. Two cuts only cost more than a thousand. They completely forgot about the hard work of these ten days. This savings
The people in the city are all stupid, and they are willing to spend money. The money is so profitable.
Mrs. Niu patted her chest and said, "Old man, in the first half of your life, you had to support me. In the second half of your life, from now on, my wife will support you. We don't have to endure hardship anymore."
Okay, people are talking about this heroic spirit. Uncle Niu wants to find a hole to crawl in, but he has no shame to speak. Where does he come from with such great ability? I want to support him for a thousand yuan.
Having said that, in the past few years, I couldn't even save a thousand yuan even though I worked so hard.
From this day on, Aunt Renniu opened a window to attract wealth. If she had nothing to do, she would toss some things at home and put them on the street.
No matter how much it is, it can be a source of income. People can have fun and relax and find places to gossip.
The only bad thing is Uncle Niu. What this woman says is getting more and more evil. When she makes some steamed buns with broken stick noodles, I dare to say that it is Tian Ye, Chang Bao Chang Shun and the three of them who have been eating it since they were young.
Niu Auntie's advertising slogan is: "See, that mother-in-law is so good-looking, she eats my steamed buns. Look at that mother-in-law, she is strong, she eats my steamed buns."
Wait, wait, wait, Uncle Niu is afraid that people will come home after eating. He is so worried. Could you stop bragging so much?
Aunt Niu was so happy when she saw that she could make money, and Uncle Niu was so upset. In the past, she only used to apologize to people, but now she is afraid that she will have to pay for it.
The only consolation is that the food sold by the mother-in-law is all real and good. It won't eat people bad, but it just doesn't have the function of increasing strength.