Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 264 Joint Sale

After remembering this, the woman's eyes lit up, "Do you still want me to comb your hair? Hey, weren't there several girls with you that day? Why are there only two of you today?"

Later, she thought carefully about why the business during the Mid-Autumn Festival was not as good as the Lantern Festival.

Firstly, there were some good-looking girls among them, and they looked very different with a bun on. Secondly, there were a dozen girls surrounding them, chattering and choosing, and people passing by would look over here.

Look at the wooden hairpins she sells and then look at the beautiful buns on the little girls, and you will immediately think that her hairpins are nice to wear, and those who need them will go up and buy them.

Song Ying didn't know what she was thinking, so he shook his head and said, "We won't buy wooden hairpins today."

She shook the hairband in her hand and said a little embarrassedly: "We are selling hairbands, and wanted to ask about your business experience."

"Hey, your hairbands are really pretty. Are these fabrics not cheap?"

"They are not cheap, so I want to sell them all as soon as possible to avoid losing money." After saying that, Song Ying looked at her expectantly.

The woman was embarrassed. "I only come to the city to sell wooden hairpins and bracelets on the first day of the lunar year, the Lantern Festival, the Chinese Valentine's Day and the Mid-Autumn Festival. How can I have any experience to speak of?"

Song Ying's eyes lit up, "Why do you only come to sell these few days?"

"Only during these few festivals every year, there are more girls on the street, so it's easier to sell."

Song Ying couldn't help but frown, feeling that the hairband business might not be able to last long, and could only be sold at specific times.

At this time, the woman suddenly asked: "Are your other friends also selling hairbands?"

The three of them nodded, somewhat confused as to why she asked.

The woman smiled and said, "Why don't we sell it together?"

"Selling together?"

The woman smiled and explained: "You put the hairbands on my stall, so of course the money from the sales belongs to you.

I will re-do your hair like I did last year, using your hairbands and my wooden hairpin."

Song Ying recalled the situation on the night of the Lantern Festival last year and came to his senses a little, "You want to display our heads to attract customers."

The woman's mouth twitched. What did they mean by displaying their heads? It sounded like they were going to chop off their heads and put them in a row.

She coughed twice and said, "That's what I mean."

"Okay! Let's go call them over right now!" Song Ying agreed happily. Last year, when they were there, the woman sold a lot of wooden hairpins. Today is the first day of the new year, and there are more girls coming to the city. Most importantly, they had just received New Year's money last night!

In addition, they were selling hairbands at this stall, so even if someone who knew them saw them, they would only think that they were here to buy wooden hairpins and hairbands, and would not think that they were the sellers!

At that moment, Song Ying and Luo Yan divided their troops into two groups, one went to Dongshi Street and the other went to Yandian Street, and they quickly called Erni and the others over.

The woman looked at their hairbands and said, "Pick out the hairbands first. Take out one of each style and color, and put the rest away. Be careful not to let others take them away when there are too many customers and you don't notice them.

The ones on display are divided slightly by color and material, and arranged from dark to light, or from light to dark. "

Song Ying felt that the woman not only had good aesthetic taste but was also thoughtful, but she was too modest and even said that she had no experience in business. Isn't that right?

They photographed them one by one and sorted them by color, making them look neat and beautiful.

Then the woman took out a small comb and a stool and said to Song Ying, "Let me comb your hair first."

Song Ying nodded, and then said to Song Yuan: "Little brother, you will be responsible for our accounting in a while."

"I don't know how to keep accounts!" Song Yuan was confused.

"Go pick up a branch and write the Chinese character Zheng on the ground. Each character Zheng has five strokes, which represents five coins. You write one stroke for every coin you sell. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Song Yuan responded happily and ran towards the Huangguoshu tree not far away.

The woman was stunned, "Girl, can you read?"

Song Ying smiled and nodded, and then said, "Sister, I still want to wear my hair in a bun."

The woman nodded, "At your age, this bun is just right for you."

"By the way, my name is Song Ying, and I haven't asked for your name yet."

"My husband's last name is Sun."

"What's your original surname?" Song Ying asked.

The woman was stunned. She didn't expect her to ask this question. Married women only report their husband's surname when they are outside.

Although he was smart, he ended up killing a child and he didn't understand something.

Thinking of this, the woman smiled and said, "My maiden name is Zheng."

"Then let's call you Sister Zheng."

Luo Yanxing didn't think much about it and said, "Sister Zheng, my name is Luo Yanxing."

Erni and others were a little puzzled. A married woman would only give her husband's surname when she was outside. Song Ying knew this, so why should she call her Sister Zheng?

Although they were very confused, they had all admired Song Ying very much over the past year or so and had unknowingly become accustomed to following her lead. So they rationalized it themselves, thinking that perhaps this was the custom in the city, and so they followed suit, calling her Sister Zheng and introducing their own names.

Hearing the girls calling her Sister Zheng one after another, Mrs. Zheng felt a little dazed. Her parents' home was far away and she had only been back once after getting married.

In the past few years, she has been called Madam Sun, and she almost forgot that her surname is Zheng.

The main purpose of combing Song Ying's hair this time was to sell goods. Madam Zheng used hair ties on Song Ying's head many times. Needless to say, the most important hair ends were tied with jade-colored hair ties. The two small tufts hanging in front were also tied with jade-colored hair ties. The plum blossoms that embellished her hair last year were also replaced with bows tied with hair ties this time.

After Song Ying combed her hair, the girls all expressed their admiration. Even Song Yuan said that it felt completely different from last year.

Madam Zheng secretly felt sorry that these girls were too young. The hairstyles that suited them would highlight the headbands, and only the two older ones could highlight the hairpins.

But no matter how prominent you are, you can only wear one wooden hairpin.

As soon as Song Ying stood up, some girls, attracted by the admiration of Luo Yanxing and the others, gathered around him.

Looking at Song Ying's bun, someone quickly asked, "Sister, did you buy the hair tie here?"

"Yes!" Song Ying pointed to one of them, "Here, this is it."

The girl looked at it and found that they were exactly the same, so she asked, "Boss, how much do you sell this hair tie for?"

Madam Zheng was not quite sure about the price of each hairband, so Luo Yanxing pretended to be enthusiastic and answered, "3 cents a piece."

"3 cents!" the girl exclaimed, "It's too expensive."

"It's not expensive, the boss said that the material of this hairband is good, it's made of some kind of brocade satin, how much does a piece of cloth cost?"

The girl looked at her like a fool, "Sister, you are young, don't be fooled by her. She says it's just how much she wants. She said a piece of cloth is 100 taels, do you believe her?"

"Uh...this..." Luo Yanxing was a little embarrassed. Madam Zheng helped them sell hairbands, but they caused her to get scolded.

But in this situation, she has to pretend to be a guest.