Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"Brother, the melon is so big. I cut 20 yuan and tried my best. I can't sell it for half and half, right? I can't get five percent change."

Su Haitang neatly cut the last melon into 20 pieces, and explained to everyone with a smile.

"No matter how young it is, it becomes a dumpling stuffing. It’s not as good to sell it for a penny. No matter how big it is, I can sell it for four cents and five cents, but there are more people who can’t buy it. Everyone waited for nothing."

"Moreover, the taste of this melon is definitely not as good as the middle one, so I cut this piece a bit bigger and try my best to make everyone spend money. I sell melons for the first time. Forgive me everyone."

Su Haitang's eyes are pure and fair, he doesn't smile or talk, he doesn't care about being killed by the gangsters, he looks at it with grandeur, and is very attractive.

In addition, when people buy melons, in addition to spending three cents on a fresh taste, they actually pay more attention to the seeds.

Just like chickens and eggs, you can get a bunch of melons in three months after spending three cents. No matter how you are not losing money, no one cares about Su Haitang's extra dime.

The girl explained it quite clearly. If you are not happy, you can not buy it. Who is forcing you to pay? If you don't lose the house, you don't lose the land, so it's sour, red-eye.

"Give me a piece."

Two steel screws fell into the small basket, and the sound was not right.

Su Haitang raised his eyes and looked at the **** who was dressed in a turban and cross-dressed.

"Comrades, come to investigate in plain clothes. Two penny chucks add up to two cents. The money is not enough to buy one. Besides, you just ate two whole melons for nothing. If you are not sweet, I will confiscate you. Isn’t it a bit too much for the money to make trouble?"

Suddenly someone recognized the **** and pulled off his turban and reading glasses.

"Er donkey, it's really you! You can't catch someone else's girl and smash it! What a pricey thing, you made two pigs like eating ginseng fruit, and it's more than a dollar! Isn't this enough?"

"Yeah! Don't you say it's not sweet, then go buy sweet ones, don't grab them with us. We are all honest people, and say three cents are three cents, absolutely no moisture!"

"Mom, has his tongue broken? This melon is so sweet, I want to eat it again! Buy me two more!"

Tong Yan Wuji always hit the nail on the head, pushing the embarrassment of the gangster to the extreme!

Su Haitang picked up two one-cent coins and handed them back, smiling but not talking.

The two donkeys grabbed the money and turbans, rushed out of the crowd, but forgot to wear reading glasses on his nose, his eyesight was obstructed, and he almost fell somersault, causing the children to roar.

After a little episode, people went on to pay for the seeds in an orderly manner.

"Su Haitang! Where did you stole the melon! I told mom to beat you!"

The Soviet Navy rushed into the crowd, grabbed the small basket on the ground, and then reached out to grab a handful of melon chunks, stuffed it in his mouth, and was about to run.

The stall was surrounded by people eating melons on the third and outer floors. How could he be allowed to slip away!

"Where's the kid! You don't learn well at a young age and steal money in broad daylight. How did your parents teach you?"

The dark-skinned uncle grabbed him by the collar of his neck and easily lifted the person up, grabbing the small basket full of money and returning it to Su Haitang.

"The little boss pays attention, there are a lot of people in the market, and a lot of petty thieves."

Su Haijun hung in the air, his short and fat neck was strangled uncomfortably, and he was struggling with punches and kicks!

"Let go of me! I'm not a thief! She is my sister, what happened to my money with her!"