Chapter 743: Ten Yuan for the Head Office, Right?

"Are you selling glutinous rice flour?"

"Yeah, yes, we have to sell it. Only when we have money can we buy food." An An explained quickly.

The man nodded:

"Okay, I'll buy it. Where is it?"

The two little guys looked at each other happily:

"This way, uncle, this way, this way."

When An'an and Xinxin brought their customers back to the stall, Shitou and Yu'er also brought their customers over. Their customer was a young aunt, and she kept taking pictures with her mobile phone.

When he saw An An and Xinxin, he suddenly exclaimed:

"God, are you An An?"

An An took two steps back before nodding:

"Auntie, I'm An An, do you know me?"

But why don’t I know this aunt?

The young woman was amazed:

"I am a fan of your father and have seen your photos on Weibo."

Dad's fan?

I see!

"Hello, aunt, are you here to buy glutinous rice noodles too?"

When the young woman saw her idol's son, any doubts she had before disappeared instantly:

"Yeah, yeah, these are what you want to sell, right? I bought them all!"

cough.

Several little guys paused.

There are still staff members who came forward in time:

"Sorry, madam, I can't buy them all. Each customer is limited to one pound."

I have long expected that such a situation would happen, so the rules have been set long ago.

It would be boring if they were all bought up at once.

The young woman sighed:

"Okay, one pound then, little An'an, I'm so sorry, Auntie can only buy one pound."

An An waved her hand:

"It's okay, auntie, it would be great if you could buy our glutinous rice flour."

Look, what a sensible little cutie.

He is truly the son of his idol!

The young woman and the man each buy a pound:

"how much?"

This, however, knocked down a few children.

All of a sudden it was you looking at me and me looking at you.

In the end, An An was the first to speak out:

"One hundred. Well, isn't one hundred a bit expensive?"

Several children nodded:

"One hundred should be very expensive." Shitou said with his fingers.

There were more and more people watching around, and they couldn't help but joke:

"Kids, how much do you think we should sell for?"

Shi Shi's eyes rolled around several times:

"Eighty-eight, is it expensive?"

Phew, as soon as this number came out, everyone burst into laughter.

"Expensive!"

How much does the most expensive glutinous rice flour on the market cost per pound?

No more than ten yuan at most, right?

How many times have you doubled your eighty-eight?

Little Stone pulled An An:

"Brother, how much do you think it should be sold for?"

An An scratched his little head:

"Fifty, maybe."

Fifty is half as much as one hundred, and dozens of dollars cheaper than eighty-eight.

Hold out five fingers:

"Fifty! Say to everyone.

Even the man who had just been pulled over could not help but continue to amuse the children:

"Fifty is still expensive, so it should be cheaper."

Forehead?

But to give a few little carrots trouble, fifty is still expensive, so how much should it cost?

Each grabbed their own little heads and racked their brains.

Someone saw that the child really couldn't figure it out, so he finally reminded him:

"Kids, the glutinous rice flour on the market only costs ten yuan a pound at most."

All of a sudden, several children said in unison with great understanding:

"That's ten dollars!"

Now, it’s finally time to do it, right?