"Sister, I'll take this oil paper." Zhang Zhiqiang saw that the oil paper was quite heavy, so he took the initiative to take over. While walking, he asked Su Jinse curiously about the use of this oil paper.

Su Jinse said: "This oil paper will be used to pack snail lions."

The two returned to the stall. Until now, Zhang Tiezhu has not sold a bowl, which can be said to be unwilling to be paid attention to.

When Su Jinse saw that the snail lion was still covered with cotton cloth, Zhang Tiezhu didn't shout. Passers-by naturally didn't know what he was selling. If he continued to sell like this, even if he sold it until next year, no one would be able to sell it.

"Dad, you can rest on the side, my second brother and I will sell it."

Zhang Tiezhu smiled and touched her head, saying, "Ling Baoer is so good. But now the sun is too strong and it's very sunny. You and your brother find a cool place to sit and rest. Just wait for dad."

Su Jinse's little face was serious, "Dad, you sold it like this. Look at me."

She asked Zhang Zhiqiang to put the oil paper aside, and then she stood in front of the load, pulled the cotton cloth halfway, revealing the fried snail inside, and a fragrance immediately floated out.

Before, the snail lion was covered with cotton cloth, and the fragrance did not overflow.

Su Jinse shouted in her soft and soft voice, "Selling snails, delicious snails, two cents a bowl, you can try any of them you haven't eaten before, it's better to serve the wine!"

Her voice was clear and crisp, and everyone on the street could hear it when she shouted.

Zhang Tiezhu was stunned. Unexpectedly, Ling Baoer was not afraid of being angry when she shouted, and she shouted so smoothly!

In fact, after living for two years, this is the first time Su Jinse has been shouting in the street. She can't continue to live anymore, so she doesn't care about face. Besides, she is now a five-year-old kid, so it's not embarrassing to shout.

Selling things means shouting. If you don’t shout, who knows what you are selling?

Zhang Zhiqiang also started shouting, even his sister dared to shout, but he dared to!

Only by selling all the snails at home can you have money to buy food and meat!

When everyone heard about selling snail lions, they felt a little fresh and curious.

Someone passing by was passing by and asked curiously: "This snail lion shell is very hard and cannot bite. There is no meat inside, so it is not delicious. You still want two cents a bowl, but no one wants it if you give it for free."

When the vendors at several stalls next to him saw it, they nodded in agreement, "That's it."

This thing cannot be sold.

I thought they were selling what they were selling, but it turned out to be a snail lion.

Su Jinse was not annoyed, and a cute and obedient smile appeared on her white and delicate face: "What the snail lion eats is not the shell, but the meat inside."

While talking, she dug out a large snail lion with a spoon, pulled off the cap, and sucked it in front of everyone. Suddenly, the soup in the snail lion sucked into her mouth, fragrant and spicy.

After sucking it again, the snail meat came out. Eat the first half and throw the second half and the snail shell aside. "It's so delicious."

Everyone couldn't help but swallowed, especially when they smelled the fragrance, they really felt a little greedy.

"Uncle, do you want a bowl? It's delicious. I guarantee you still want to eat it!" Su Jinse looked at the man in front of him who was asking, and asked with a sweet smile.

When selling things, you should have a good attitude, a sweet smile, and a sweet mouth. In this way, people who don’t buy it will be accompanied by some.
Chapter completed!