"Good guy! Brother, you are acting too big!"

Zhao Yan looked at Si Chen's shoes, which were full of four-wheel buckets, with a surprised look on his face and grinned loudly.

But he did not get out of the car, but waited for his family to get out of the four-wheeled bucket.

"Brother Yan, are you paying the public rations?" Si Chen glanced at the snakeskin bag in the carriage, which looked like wheat.

"Well, I've finished planting the corn and I have some free time, so I'll hand it over." As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, the horn of the tractor beeped from behind.

"Zhao Yan, what are you doing? Let's go quickly!" Zhao Cheng was also driving the tractor, and the family above got off one after another.

"Isn't Sichen here? Why are you urging me? You're blind!" Zhao Yan opened his mouth and shouted back.

Zhao Cheng chuckled, not minding at all, and said:

"I just saw Brother Chen, so I asked you to move quickly so that you could move your position for me, hahaha!"

"You coward!" Zhao Yan rolled his eyes in anger.

Si Chen greeted Zhao Cheng while unloading the goods and said with a smile:

"Are you here to pay for food too?"

"Ang~" Zhao Cheng bared his teeth and kept honking the horn.

Zhao Yan cursed and drove forward.

Zhao Yi took the lead, and the younger brothers and sisters from the two families helped arrange the goods for Si Chen.

This enthusiasm made Si Chen feel embarrassed, and he quickly said: "I can set it up myself, and you can go shopping for yourselves."

"Si Chen, aren't you too polite?" Zhao San came over with a cane and said with a happy face:

"Let your younger brothers and sisters help you without getting tired."

"Third uncle, you have been injured for a hundred days, but you will have to enjoy yourself for a while." Si Chen joked with a smile, took out the Ashima and smoked it.

Zhao San's eyes lit up, "Tsk, what a smoke, it's so valuable!"

After taking the cigarette, Zhao San was so happy that he laughed at himself:

"Not only do I not want to cut wheat, I also don't want to plant corn. When the autumn harvest comes, I will even straighten up my faucet-head walking stick. Alas, I just can't work, huh~"

It made several people laugh.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Yan and Zhao Cheng went to pay food, and the others started to visit the market.

Only Zhao Yi stayed, sitting on the edge of the tractor bucket with Si Chen, laughing and chatting.

Occasionally, someone came to inquire about the price. Si Chen stood up with a smile and introduced it to them.

At the beginning of the morning, no one will actually buy anything. They usually just go shopping one by one and compare products.

To be precise, you need to know the price of what you want at all the stalls before you buy.

Although people are much richer than in the early 1980s and are willing to buy, after all, the consumption concept has not completely changed.

Buying things must be based on needs and practicality. I will not buy things that may be idle.

Money, be sure to spend it wisely and bargain like crazy!

For example, next door to Si Chen is a clothes seller.

At this moment, an aunt is bargaining with the stall owner:

My aunt asked: "How can I sell these flip-up pants?"

The stall owner replied: "Sixteen."

The aunt said exaggeratedly: "It's so expensive?!"

The stall owner quickly introduced: "Auntie, this is the latest red color for the year of birth, and there is a phoenix embroidered on the crotch. This is the year of the dragon, and only the phoenix can match the dragon, right?"

The aunt frowned and said, "It can't be so expensive. It's not embroidered with gold thread. It's cheaper."

The stall owner asked back: "How much do you want, aunt?"

The aunt bargained: "Ten yuan!"

The stall owner waved his hand and said with a smile: "Auntie, I can't even buy the goods at the price you mentioned!"

The aunt laughed sarcastically, knowing that the counteroffer was tough.

The stall owner tentatively announced the price and said, "Auntie, I'm telling you sincerely, these pants are at least fifteen, no more."

The aunt pushed Tai Chi with her and said: "Hey, you are not a real girl. It's not like I haven't bought one before. Eleven yuan, okay?"

The stall owner gave in appropriately and said: "Fifteen, no less, I haven't opened my business yet."

The subtext is, if I sell it to you at such a low price, if others hear about it and ask for it at the same price, how can I sell it later?

The fact is that if one person bargains well, then the sisters she knows who have needs will come to ask you for the price.

Auntie chuckled and said, "Well, for those twelve yuan, Auntie will just give you a ticket. Good luck!"

The stall owner gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll give in a little more, maybe fourteen. If it's any less, I really won't make any profit."

The aunt also looked generous and said: "Thirteen, Ang, thirteen is a compromise number, I think it's pretty good!"

The stall owner looked embarrassed. Although the price was close to her purchase price, it was not impossible to sell it.

She was eager to open the business again, so she could only nod and said:

"Okay, okay, here you go, don't tell me you bought it here when you go out!"

Auntie agreed repeatedly.

Never imagined!

The stall owner put the pedal pants into a red plastic bag. The moment he handed them to his aunt, she started bargaining again!

A dime or even a penny starts to trample on the stall owner's bottom line.

The stall owner looked at the money in the aunt's hand and the flip-up pants in his own hand. What a dilemma!

Who can bear to give up the business at this critical moment?

In the end, my aunt took away the pedal pants for twelve dollars and forty-five cents.

Si Chen and Zhao Yi were stunned when they saw it, and the cigarette ashes almost burned their hands.

Never imagined!

The aunt turned around, looked at Si Chen with a smile, and asked:

"Young man, how do you sell your doll's sandals?"

Si Chen:┗|｀o′|┛Ouch~~

"Auntie, the prices of my doll sandals are all different. These are fifteen yuan here, twelve yuan here, ten yuan here, eight yuan here, and the last five yuan, which one do you want?"

The aunt's eyes wandered back and forth, she looked at it, pointed to the fifteen-dollar piece with a smile, and said:

"Auntie wants something like this, can it be cheaper?"

"No counter-offer." Si Chen refused.

Not to mention aunt, Zhao Yi was stunned. How could anyone set up a stall without bargaining?

"Young man, your shoes are really good-looking. Even at this price, aren't they too expensive?"

Auntie began to attack Si Chen and the products, and activated the counteroffer skill:

“How can someone else’s stall sell something so expensive and not allow counter-offering?”

"Besides, will the beads on your sandals have to fall off over time?"

Si Chen said calmly: "My sandals are not available at other stalls. If you don't believe me, go and take a look."

He still has this bit of confidence!

He didn't bring many expensive sandals today, mainly to set off the price range.

There are sandals of all price ranges. When he meets a customer who wants to buy high-priced shoes at a low price, he will suggest that the customer buy the low-priced goods directly to prevent haggling.

No matter what kind of goods, as long as the price is not clearly marked and there is no counter-offer, the boss will basically widen the price range, which will act as a buffer during bargaining and facilitate the transaction.

The aunt bumped into a soft nail and became obviously unhappy, but she was patient and pointed to the twelve-dollar piece and asked:

"What about this one? Can it be cheaper?"

"Yes." Si Chen was generous and did not hide anything: "This kind of thing costs eleven yuan."

"Ouch! Young man, Auntie sees that you are not the boss of Sosou. How about giving ten yuan to Auntie?"

Si Chen pointed to the ten-dollar sandals with a smile and said, "Aunt, these are ten-dollar sandals. If you want them, I'll give you nine-five dollars."

The aunt choked, and she didn't expect that he would be waiting for her here again.

Originally, she wanted to kill one person for twelve yuan.

When Sichen's psychological defense was almost worn down by her, and the moment it was about to close the deal, she turned to the fifteen-dollar deal.

Even if it costs 12 yuan to buy 15 yuan sandals, she can accept it.
To be continued...