He thanked her and looked at her twice before responding, "Okay, is there anything else?"
Song Yingwan said, "No, you know the rest."
"I'm leaving?"
"Um!"
There was nothing more to say this time. He walked very quickly and soon reached the alley.
The moment Song Yingwan watched his figure turn in, he seemed to reach out and touch the clothes behind him, but it was too far away to see clearly, so he didn't pay attention to it.
She bought a lot of things, and she estimated that it might take some time to come out, so she pushed her bicycle to the wall and found a place to sit down and wait.
Waiting for someone was really boring, so she could only stare helplessly at the alley opposite.
But as she looked at Song Yingwan, she suddenly felt that this alley was familiar, as if she had seen it before somewhere.
Before she could figure it out, she heard someone shouting in a breathy voice.
"Daughter—daughter—"
Song Yingwan looked around and found that she was the only one around. She turned her head and looked around the corner in confusion, and saw an aunt hiding in the corner, peeking her head out furtively.
When the aunt saw Song Yingwan looking over, her face lit up with joy and she shouted again, "Daughter, here it is..."
As he spoke, he waved his hand to let her pass.
Of course, Song Yingwan was not that stupid. The place with the horns was unsafe at first sight. If something happened, no one would hear him even if he called for help.
Besides, that lady is so shy and doesn't look like a good person.
Song Yingwan only glanced at her and turned her head away, ignoring her.
The aunt shouted until her throat was dry. Seeing that the person was dying, she had no choice but to stamp her feet, pull the scarf on her face, and ran to Song Yingwan's side in a few steps.
If this skill is preserved in future generations, he will definitely be a good square dancer.
It's a pity that Song Yingwan didn't see it, otherwise he would have sighed in his heart.
Song Yingwan was startled by the sudden appearance of the person next to her. She thought they were coming to steal the bicycle, so she was so frightened that she quickly grabbed the car.
When I turned around, I realized it was the old lady from before, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
But he became wary again the next second and couldn't help but move to the side.
The aunt also saw the girl's cautious look, and quickly laughed and said, "Sister, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."
Song Yingwan didn't say anything. With the way she was dressed, who would believe that she wasn't a bad person?
The aunt continued, "Daughter, are you here to buy something?"
Song Yingwan saw that she had a basket hanging on her hand and was a little confused, but she still said, "No, I'm waiting for someone."
The aunt smiled and said, "I saw it just now. The people with you went in."
Song Yingwan was shocked. She was still stalking? !
The aunt has lived for so many years, and she knew at a glance that Song Yingwan was thinking wrongly, so she explained, "Don't get me wrong, I was here for the whole song, and I just noticed you two accidentally."
If she could wait until now, she must be very patient, Song Yingwan complained in her heart.
The aunt herself is not embarrassed, and she pays attention to the people around her from time to time, "Sister, I think you two are not ordinary people."
She paused and lowered her voice deliberately, "I have some good things here, do you want them?"
Hearing this, Song Yingwan couldn't help but glance into her basket. It was covered tightly and she didn't see anything.
"what?"
When the aunt heard that there was something going on, she smiled and lifted a corner of the cloth covering the basket so that Song Yingwan could see it.
Song Yingwan didn't have much expectations at first, but she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw it. She still underestimated this black market. As expected, wherever there are people, there is a market.
The auntie’s basket contains dried shrimps, and there seems to be some dried shrimps. The color looks quite fresh. There are no additives, dyes, or the like. What is there is what it is.
It's really unusual to be able to buy these here. Song Yingwan thought about it, but didn't show anything on his face. He asked calmly, "Is this fresh to you? Don't tell me it has been stored for a year and a half."
Auntie, "No way, a relative of mine brought this to me from the coast. My family didn't want to eat it, so I took it out in exchange for something."
He smiled again and said, "I am also destined to be with the big girl!"
Song Yingwan also laughed and asked, "Isn't it expensive? I see you haven't sold one song."
The aunt choked and responded stutteringly, "I, this is my honest price, it's not expensive."
"Then you give me a price and I'll listen?"
“……”
The aunt has indeed been wandering around this area for several days. Although others looked at this thing as a curiosity, they were unwilling to buy it when asked about the price. They thought it was expensive and lacked meat. The money to buy these things is enough to eat several meals of meat. .
Only today this little girl chatted for a little longer. She said cruelly, "If you can give me twenty yuan, I will give you this basket."
Twenty yuan can buy these things here, and Song Yingwan can accept it, but in business, there must be negotiation and measurement, and there cannot be a fixed price.
"Fifteen, I'll take them all."
"Hey, sister, you're cutting too hard." The voice was a little loud, and the aunt looked around guiltily.
When he spoke again, his voice was a little lower, "Nineteen, nineteen cannot be less."
Song Yingwan smiled softly and said, "Madam, don't try to trick me just because I'm young. Although this thing is a rare item among us, on the coast it's just like a wild vegetable in the field. I’m all sick of it.”
The aunt had a tigerish face. When she said this, didn't she mean that it was as worthless as wild vegetables?
Song Yingwan smiled again and said: "Madam, I don't want to embarrass you, but spending so much money on these will make no one feel bad."
The aunt also knew this, otherwise she wouldn't have sold anything for so many days, but she was not willing to sell it at a low price, after all, she brought it all the way back.
Song Yingwan also had a troubled expression on her face at this time, and said hesitantly: "This... let's forget it, this money is enough for me to live for a month..."
When the aunt heard this, she was a little panicked, "No, sister, let's discuss it later..."
But seeing Song Yingwan's unmoved look, and the fact that she had been running on tenterhooks these past two days, she couldn't stand it any longer. She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! Fifteen is fifteen, no more!"
It’s all for nothing anyway!
Song Yingwan's expression remained unchanged, wondering, "Okay... okay, I bought this and I will be frugal this month."
As he said that, he took out the money.
The aunt was afraid that she would regret it again, so she quickly took it over and said cheerfully: "Girl is just refreshing, so I said I have good taste."
Then he handed over the things in the basket smoothly.
"Sister, look at these are all good products, they taste very good."
Song Yingwan also smiled, with a gentle and touching smile that made people feel like a spring breeze. She said in a soft voice, "Mom, I have such good taste, I must believe you."
