The Road to the Imperial Examination for Poor Children"

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It's like being blind.
　　Lin Sanzhu suddenly had the idea of ​​whether he should learn to read like Yuan Feng. Now he was doing business for several taels of silver. If he still couldn't read anything, he would be sorry for his status.
　　If Lin Dazhu, who was hesitating about which store to go to, knew what his third brother was thinking at this time, he would definitely be reminded, "What are our identities? Come on, we are just selling persimmons."
　　Seeing that his eldest brother was going to the popular dim sum shop, Lin Sanzhu immediately pulled him back and pointed to the right, "Brother, let's go to this shop." Lin Dazhu thought that his third brother had the same idea as him
　　, I was going to take the persimmons to sell, so I didn't think much and just walked over with him.
　　"What do you want to buy?"
　　Seeing someone coming in, the store clerk greeted someone with a smile, "We have Li Zhigan that just came from Lingnan in our store. Would you like to weigh some and try it?"
　　Lin Sanzhu shook his head and asked, "Your shopkeeper Are you there?"
　　Before the waiter could answer, a middle-aged man wearing an indigo gown came out of the store, and then said to Lin Dazhu and Lin Sanzhu, "I am the shopkeeper of this shop. May I ask if the customer wants to see me? What's the matter?"
　　Lin Sanzhu has always been a straightforward person. When he heard that the person coming was the shopkeeper, he didn't hesitate. He picked up the bag and put it on the counter, then untied it. Soon, a dozen orange persimmons were revealed. out.
　　Lin Sanzhu smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, I have a snack here. Take a look and see if you need it in the shop."
　　After Lin Sanzhu untied the baggage, the middle-aged shopkeeper's eyes never left. He has been selling cakes and fruits for so many years. , I have never seen such snacks before.
　　After hearing Lin Sanzhu's words, the middle-aged shopkeeper reached out and picked up one and took a closer look. It was brown with orange in it, orange with yellow in it. It looked a little translucent. He pinched it again and found it was soft.
　　"The shopkeeper can have a taste." Lin Sanzhu said at the right time.
　　The middle-aged shopkeeper picked it up, took a bite, and chewed it. It tasted soft and glutinous, had a sweet taste, and was quite refreshing. This made him raise his eyebrows unconsciously.
　　However, he quickly retracted his expression, and then finished a piece of persimmon cake in one bite.
　　Lin Sanzhu didn't say anything. He saw the shopkeeper's raised eyebrow just now, and he already had an eighty percent calculation in his mind.
　　Seeing that the third brother remained silent, Lin Dazhu didn't speak either.
　　Recalling that when he went to town to sell persimmons, if he kept chasing people to ask if he wanted to buy them, they would just walk away. Therefore, Lin Dazhu felt that at this critical moment, he had better not talk too much.
　　The middle-aged shopkeeper picked up another persimmon and looked at it. He felt strange. When he chewed it just now, the glutinous texture made him think that this snack was made of glutinous rice flour.
　　But now it looks like some kind of fruit.
　　So what is it made of?
　　The middle-aged shopkeeper shook his head. Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't bother to think about it. There were hundreds of kinds of delicacies in the world, and it was normal for him to have snacks he had never seen before.
　　However, the taste of this snack is really good, especially the soft and glutinous taste. Children and the elderly will definitely love it.
　　If you put it in a shop, I think many people will come to buy it, and maybe it will also drive business for other cakes and fruits in the shop.
　　Thinking of this, the middle-aged shopkeeper smiled and said to Lin Dazhu and Lin Sanzhu, "I wonder how many such snacks you have?"
　　Upon hearing this, Lin Dazhu was pleasantly surprised. He really didn't expect it to go so smoothly. They just left a family.
　　The excited Lin Dazhu couldn't help but said, "We still have five hundred and sixty-seven pounds of this snack." With this
　　excited expression, and the fact that he reported all the odd pounds, the middle-aged shopkeeper knew something in his mind. , this person in front of me must be doing such a business for the first time.
　　Thinking of this, the middle-aged shopkeeper immediately became confident about lowering the price later.
　　He hurriedly invited the two of them to the inner hall to talk.
　　Lin Sanzhu waved his hand, as if he was eager to go to his house and ask if it didn't work out for you.
　　Seeing this, the middle-aged shopkeeper didn't waste any time and quickly asked how much the pastries cost per kilogram.
　　Lin Sanzhu quietly tugged on Lin Dazhu's sleeve, fearing that his elder brother would be too honest, so he quoted the lowest price directly. Then the shopkeeper would bargain hard, and he might have to pay for the carriage fare when he came.
　　After Lin Dazhu received the signal from his third brother, he immediately fell silent.
　　Lin Sanzhu thought for a moment about how much the shopkeeper could negotiate, then closed his eyes and directly quoted the price of thirty cents per catty.
　　When Lin Dazhu heard this, he immediately pinched his legs with his hands on his trouser legs, fearing that he would not be able to help but kick his third brother.
　　Pork only sells for seven cents, but when you open your mouth, you start talking about more than four kilograms of pork. Aren’t you deliberately trying to make business impossible?