Full-level Boss Dressed As a Peasant Girl Chapter 1942: Strange desire to win

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Master Yang sighed in his heart. The county master was not familiar with Changjin Mansion after all, and what he was selling was new stuff, so the people in the city were inevitably hesitant.

Thinking of this, Master Yang winked at He Er and others behind him, and then spoke loudly.

"County Master, we want to buy melon seeds, sunflower oil, instant noodles, and those kinds of intestines. I want them all. Give me... fifty copies."

Fifty portions are no more and no less. It will not make people think that they are specially taking care of the county owner's opening, nor will the county owner's opening day be too cold and the business will be frustrated.

Others nodded, "Yes, we also want fifty copies."

Shu Yu, "..." Why do you feel that they are so weird? Is there some misunderstanding?

After all, he had a close friendship with Mr. Yang and others, Shu Yu still reminded him, "Although the food in our family is something that has been stored for a long time, it is still food after all, and it has a shelf life. You guys bought too much, I can’t finish it and it will go bad in the end. How about buying less and trying it first to see if it tastes good?”

"Yes, Mr. Yang, and you are very polite by sending gifts. We will give gifts in return. The gifts include these foods. You can take them back and try them. You don't have to buy anything." Meng Han was also there. explain.

Give me a gift in return? Give everything?

Although this is etiquette, Mr. Yang still feels distressed. With so many of them, the county owner must not lose money? How uncomfortable it would be to look back.

Mr. Yang sighed, "County Lord, it's one thing to return a gift, but it's another thing for us to want to buy something. You also know that we are all from Chenggu County. It's not easy to come here. Of course it's much more. We’ve stocked up on some supplies. Besides, we all have many relatives and friends, so it’s not enough to give each of us one piece. After all, your stuff is a new gadget, and everyone is rare.”

He Er nodded repeatedly, accompanied by his cousin who had a fever in the black market, "It's a pity that the county owner didn't open a shop in Chenggu County, otherwise this business would definitely explode."

The cousin beside him muttered, "Why don't the customers in Fucheng know the goods? They don't even come to grab such good things."

They were talking here, and the guests next to them also heard it. Some people who were not short of money immediately said, "Who doesn't know the goods? It can also be popular here, and we also want fifty copies."

They are local wealthy households in Fucheng. Is it possible that they cannot compare to the wealthy households from the county town? What a joke.

It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. It's absolutely impossible to compare with those in the county. The desire to win or lose is suddenly aroused.

"Then we want sixty copies." The little cousin was not to be outdone. He knew that Meng Xiucai and County Lord Lu were his saviors, and he must not lose the face of his saviors.

"We want seventy copies."

Shu Yu, "..." What's going on with this weird comparison?

If they keep calling her, her store will have no inventory to sell after today.

She quickly grabbed them and said, "Okay, okay, everyone has a share. I thank you all for taking care of my business. But it is really not appropriate to buy too many copies. The upper limit is fifty copies, no more."

Master Yang sighed, "County Master, you are so considerate of others."

The corner of Shu Yu's mouth twitched, no, she didn't, she was thinking about the long road to transport goods for her family.

"Fifty is fifty, man, pack it up."

Hearing this, Shu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, at this time, many people poured in from outside.

(End of this chapter)