The boss starts with brushing achievements

Chapter 22

There is a flea market to the west of Xue's small store, and it will be quite lively on weekends, many people will go there to pick up some useful things that others don't use for themselves.

Among the large number of stalls, there are always some who sell second-hand books. In fact, most of Xue Mo's workbooks are from here.

This is also impossible. Xue Mo consumes several times more exercise books than normal children every month. In order to get good questions, the quality of the exercise books must not be too bad, so the price must not be too low.

If you go to the bookstore with the 100 yuan, you can buy four or five books at most, which is really difficult to meet Xue Mo's needs.

But buying second-hand exercise books is different, the price will be much cheaper, and many of them are blank, which is equivalent to buying a brand new one at the second-hand price.

Xue Mo automatically ignored the hawkers on the street, and went straight to an old bookstall he patronized.

The business scope of the stall owner is still very wide. There are all kinds of books, even in foreign languages. Most of the book covers are a little damaged, but the inside is clean. They are also working hard on this business.

When Xue Mo came, a little girl was standing in front of the stall bargaining with the stall owner.

"Can you make it cheaper? I have five dollars."

"No, eight yuan, not a penny less!"

"Then can you wait for me to save money and keep this book?" the little girl begged.

"How long do you want to save?"

The little girl snapped her fingers and calculated: "Five days, up to seven days! I'll buy it."

"That's no good. I only have this one here. If someone wants me, I will definitely sell it." The stall owner still firmly refused.

When the little girl heard it, her eyes turned red, and she was about to cry.

"This classmate." Xue Mo stepped forward and said, "Your crying will bring a lot of trouble to others. The transaction is between both parties. The stall owner is unwilling. You can't force others to sell in other ways."

"I didn't force him!" The little girl turned around and retorted, raising her head, trying not to let the tears flow.

The little girl is a little baby fat, with a ponytail, like a porcelain doll, and the stubbornness of not crying makes people laugh and feel distressed.

Xue Mo nodded, and said something after the crying was subdued.

"Xiao Mo, you are here!" The stall owner thanked him.

Xue Mo and him are also old acquaintances, and they are frequent visitors to the booth.

Xue Mo glanced at the little girl who raised her head and sniffled her nose, and asked helplessly, "Uncle Bai, can this book be sold for five yuan?"

Uncle Bai shook his head: "This book is very popular. I paid more than this price, and it sold well. This is the only book left, but it can't make me lose money! I think the little girl likes it so much, it's already The money was sold to her."

Xue Mo has reservations about "capital".

"I really like it!" The little girl interjected with tears, "I will definitely come back and buy it!"

Xue Mo took a look at the title of the book—"The Legend of Condor Heroes". He had heard of it, but he didn't know it.

"Let's do this!" In order to free Uncle Bai, Xue Mo said helplessly, "Uncle Bai, I will guarantee him that if she doesn't come to pay next week, I will pay for her."

Uncle Bai glanced at Xue Mo, but didn't speak.

Xue Mo said to the little girl again: "Give the five yuan to Uncle Bai, take the book away, and come back next week to make up the money."

When the little girl heard this, her face was both surprised and happy, she patted her chest and promised: "I will definitely come back at this time next week to bring the money, and I won't let you add more money."

"Hmm." Xue Mo didn't care much.

The little girl left thankfully, and after she left, she took a deep look at Xue Mo, as if she wanted to imprint him in her mind.

"You are really a nice person." Uncle Bai said, "I have met many children who said they would definitely come back, but I have never seen him again."

"I've always been rational." Xue Mo replied while looking through the workbook, "She will come back with a high probability."

Uncle Bai is also used to the child's way of speaking, and said with a smile: "Isn't there a small probability that it might happen?"

Xue Mo's hand stopped.

"Then I can only sell you the used exercise book."

Uncle Bai's face changed when he heard the words: "I've said it all, I won't take these back."

In order to save money, Xue Mo specially maintained a batch of exercise books, which are only used for making and not writing on them, with the intention of recycling.

However, when he got it from Uncle Bai, he was sternly rejected by Uncle Bai.

He was only willing to accept the price of recycled paper, and Xue Mo didn't argue with him, so the matter was dropped.

"Sell you at the recycling price." Xue Mo said.

I am about to graduate soon, so the junior high school workbooks are not very useful, and there is no place to store them at home, so I can only reluctantly clean them up.

A lot of words were written on it, which should add a lot of weight.

Uncle Bai recovered his smile and said: "For the sake of our acquaintance, I can't let your kindness be reciprocated. If the little girl really doesn't come, I will pay the price of the recycled paper according to the selling price." Get your workbook."

"You made me doubt the cost of your book just now." Xue Mo didn't look up, "Did you deceive the little girl? Then I will become an accomplice."

Uncle Bai blushed: "Bah, bah, what accomplice, my book The Legend of Condor Heroes is worth ten yuan?"

Xue Mo nodded. Uncle Bai acquiesced in this matter that he was right. The cost of this book is not eight yuan.

Xue Mo didn't bother to worry about this matter, and quickly selected the required exercise book.

Uncle Bai counted and said, "Chenghui, 20 copies, 97 yuan."

Xue Mo glanced at him unexpectedly, but didn't say much.

"I'll be back next week."

"I think you have fallen in love with her little girl." Uncle Bai teased deliberately.

Unexpectedly, Xue Mo stopped and thought about it seriously.

The little girl is really good-looking, stubborn and sensible at the same time, but it is still too troublesome for him to have a girlfriend.

"No." He replied, earnestly.

Uncle Bai felt as if a hard object had been forced into his throat, and he had nothing to say.

"Boss," a young man came over with a wretched expression and dodged eyes, "I want to buy a book."

Uncle Bai didn't look at him, and pointed to the books on the stand without interest and said, "They're all on there, just bring me any one you want and let me have a look."

The young man said mysteriously: "There is no book of mine on it!"

"Huh?" Uncle Bai turned his head and showed the same mysterious smile, "What kind of book do you want?"

"Hey!" The young man rubbed his hands together, "That's right, are there any new products?"

"Of course, let's talk a little closer." Uncle Bai waved his hand, moved a little away from the crowd in the aisle, opened his clothes, and showed a mysterious smile again.

Doing some shady business again.

Xue Mo sighed, knowing that he couldn't wait for Uncle Bai to come back to say goodbye, so he left contentedly holding his exercise book.

(End of this chapter)