This year, my sister is going to junior high school, so the tuition is not expensive, but because she is going to go to the town to go to school, she has to live in the town, rent a house, and livelihood. This is a considerable expense. Unexpectedly, she just saved more than 500 yuan and lost more than half of it yesterday.

Swallowed and sighed, bypassing the watermelon stall, she got into a grain and oil shop she often went to.

"Yo, Xiaoyao is here."

The boss's wife is Ma Cuiping, who was originally a girl from Ma Jiaao. According to the villagers, it was said that she was lucky and married to the streets of the town and became the boss's wife.

After all, she is from the same village. Although she is not a relative, she is a good person. She knows that Ma Tianyao's family is in a bad situation. Every time Ma Tianyao comes to buy things, she will happily give her 50 cents a piece or give her more on the scale.

"Sister Cuiping, are you busy?"

"Not busy, what should I buy today?"

"I want to buy a bag of rice!"

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll take it for you."

"Don't worry."

The two of them smiled, and the proprietress went to help get the rice.

At this time, an old Santana was parked outside, and a young man with glasses got out of the passenger seat, and then he took out a small white bag from the back seat.

He pushed his glasses and seemed a little nervous. Ma Tianyao clearly saw his Adam's apple moving up and down several times.

The man parked next to the car outside for a moment, as if he had determined to die, and then he entered the grain and oil shop with a white bag.

After coming in, the man seemed to have exhausted all his courage, and he was at a loss when he stood in front of the counter. He looked at Ma Tianyao standing next to him, and Ma Tianyao also looked at him.

"Haha, that..."

"I'm not the boss."

Ma Tianyao smiled awkwardly, pointed to the back of the counter and bent down to find the cheapest rice for her.

The man's face turned red immediately, and he grabbed his clothes with embarrassing hands, as if he had nowhere to rest. Judging from his age, he seemed to be in his early twenties.

"Well, hello, boss."

"don't want."

The man finally plucked up the courage to speak. Unfortunately, Ma Cuiping, who was searching for cheap rice, replied without raising her head. She seemed to know what the other party was here for.

"Boss...we...we can supply the rice first without charging any money."

This seemed to be his trump card for sales. Sure enough, after hearing this, Ma Cuiping immediately stood up and raised her head.

The man seemed to feel like he was having a chance, so he immediately excitedly opened the plastic bag in his hand and started introducing.

"Boss, this rice is very good. This is our factory..."

Obviously, Ma Cuiping didn't care about this issue, so he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"You said... this rice can be distributed for free?"

"Uh...yes, we just promoted it. All you need to provide a business license and identity certificate to be able to distribute the goods for free. When you sell it and want the next batch of goods, you will pay the amount."

"What is this price?"

"Twenty-two, ten pounds!"

"The price is not expensive, but the quality..."

"Don't worry about the quality. Let's sell it first. If you can't sell it, we will take it away next time! You don't want yours for a penny."

"Okay, you can give me a few bags and I'll sell them first."

"Okay, thank you, then I'll put ten bags for you first?"

"OK."

Men are obviously not a sales material. The business has been negotiated and they forgot to introduce what they call it. This kind of grain and oil shop is not a big company. They only care about the price, no one cares whether you are produced by a regular company, and whether there is a certificate of compliance.

What's more, the sales model of free distribution is first. Anyway, it doesn't cost money, and it won't be done without doing anything.

The man got ten bags of goods from the trunk, and after discussing business with him, he seemed to have confidence, so he went directly to the grain and oil store opposite to discuss.

After the man left, Ma Cuiping smiled and explained to Ma Tianyao.

"Haha, this kind of salesman can come here many times a day. By the way, Xiaoyao, the rice you want is gone, the rice is too rough, and the people who buy it are not good. We have been busy recently and have not purchased the goods. Otherwise, you can take this bag. You heard it just now. I will give you the original price of twenty-two. I will try it when I go back."

Ma Tianyao frowned and took it, chanting his name in a low voice.

"I'm so fragrant... Sister Cuiping... The name of this Mi is too inappropriate..."

"Hey, don't care whether it is serious or not, it's three yuan cheaper than the rice you used to be. Even if it's bad, it's probably better than the one you originally bought."

"That's right, then I'll buy a bag and try it."

She took the rice and put it in a bamboo basket and carried it out. She happened to see the man who moved rice from the trunk of the car to the grain and oil shop opposite the other side. She thought to herself that the temptation of free was really great, and it was simply unfavorable.

As for whether this rice is good or not, it doesn't matter. Anyway, she will get rid of the curse of Baizhu at most twice when she goes back.

I carried rice home. When I got home, my sister had woken up. Sure enough, Shi Xiaoxiao was still snoring.

He lifted the quilt and pointed it at Shi Xiaoxiao's butt, and slapped it hard. Ma Tianyao felt that the anger in her stomach instantly disappeared.

"Oh, what are you doing..."

"Why? You don't look at what time? I came back from the market in Meadianzi Town, and you were still sleeping? Say, do you want to go out to pick up rags or stay at my house?"

"Nonsense, my sister's temperament and my breasts, can I pick up rags? Of course I'm staying at your house!"

"Then hurry up and get out of the kitchen to help!"

"Okay!"

Shi Xiaoxiao's hippie smiled and got up, and she didn't forget to shake two pieces of meat. Ma Tianyao was so angry that she rolled her eyes and went out.

When I arrived at the yard, I saw my sister Ma Tianrou squatting in front of the basin of the dying cactus in the corner of the wall and talking to myself, and the fire suddenly came up.

"Rou Rou, you have been squatting for half an hour. Are you talking about your life ideals with Cactus?"

Unexpectedly, Ma Tianrou turned her head in surprise.

"Ah, sister, how do you know? Come and listen, the cactus said it was almost out of reach. Let me pity it and water it again..."

"Mystery! It's exactly the same as Shi Xiaoxiao. I want to anger me to death, right? I quickly brush my teeth and wash my face, get out and review and read the book!"

"oh!"

Ma Tianrou stood up aggrievedly, then squatted down and said a few words to the cactus, then he reluctantly went to brush his teeth and wash his face.

When I arrived at the kitchen, Ma Tianyao cooked rice and cooked. Today it was still white porridge. As soon as it was cooked into the pot, Shi Xiaoxiao came to the side and complained.

"Why is it white porridge again? No matter how delicious it is, you can't eat it every time..."

"Come on, give me 100 yuan, I'll go to the town to buy you meat and vegetables! I'll make whatever I want!"

When Shi Xiaoxiao heard about the money, she immediately smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, then I'd better drink white porridge. I'm poorer than you now and I can't even pay the phone bill. In fact, white porridge is pretty good, at least better than picking up rags."
Chapter completed!