Chapter 17 What do you want?

Twenty two? cut.

The stall owner laughed in his heart.

He was here for half a month before and after, and he didn't add up to twenty-two things. Did she think she could sell twenty-two things in one night?

how is this possible.

Since someone wanted him to sell him without money, he was happy.

The stall owner nodded immediately.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you can sell more than twenty-two silvers before tonight, then I will give you half of it regardless of how much you sell."

Xu Shu took the pen and paper from his booth and handed him the pen, "Write a deed, so that you won't be jealous, and you won't even give it to me."

The stall owner snorted and wrote a note very easily, muttering as he wrote, "It's like how much you can sell."

The stall owner wrote and handed it to Xu Shu.

Xu Shu took over it. It was a very ordinary character. She was a literary department's educator and had studied ancient texts.

Shut down from top to bottom, there is nothing wrong with the paperwork, Xu Shu carefully closed it close.

The stall owner said indifferently, "Do you really think you can sell twenty two?"

Xu Shu didn't tell him more, just rolled up his sleeves.

The stall owner looked at her tossing in a leisurely manner.

Xu Shu first packed all the stalls full of things.

The stall owner made the decision today to use a variety of strategies to attract the attention of others. After all, the night market of Qixi is similar to the temple fair, isn't it?

People who go to the lantern festival naturally go wherever they see.

Xu Shu even received everything in the bag.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The stall owner couldn't stand it anymore, but when it was put in, how could she sell it?

Xu Shu ignored him.

The stall owner reluctantly held himself and continued to look at her.

The stalls are all gone.

Many people came and went back and forth, all glanced at her stall curiously.

"Sold out so early?"

"Why is there nothing in this stall?"

"Nothing to sell?"

"Are you going to close it?"

"..."

The stall owner was anxious at the back. Later, he couldn't help but ran out to solicit guests.

"No, there are a lot of good things in the stalls, and the guest officers will stay and take a look."

But in the face of an empty stall, no matter what he said.

The stall owner was anxious, and he regretted making this agreement with Xu Shu. He didn't know how much water would be lost in the end.

Xu Shu was still putting things up.

The stall owner didn't urge her, at least to see her put out the same thing.

People passing by saw her as neat and tidy, stopped curiously, and wanted to see what she was doing.

The stall owner gave Xu Shu a wink and motioned to her to greet the guests.

Xu Shu didn't look up either, still focusing on what was in her hand.

"What are you doing, don't you see so many people?"

Xu Shu still looked like a light cloud.

Angrily, the stall owner couldn't agree with her, and walked to the front of the stall with a smile on his face.

"Ma'am, look at us. There is everything for rouge, this bitch, look at it, especially for you."

The woman took something and looked at it, and her expression was not satisfied or dissatisfied, as if she was in a lack of interest. She glanced casually and took her husband away.

A few more people came from behind, all of whom were not interested.

The stall owner was anxious, watching Xu Shu said, "Auntie, what do you want?"

(End of this chapter)