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Not her style?

"How much do you sell this umbrella?"

"One hundred yuan."

"No one buys a hundred dollars!?"

Xu Mo even felt that because Li Yinyuan might have a rather outrageous value, the price was 100 yuan. The ghost knew if the raw material of the umbrella was made from duck blood obtained from a lonely cleaning, so she sold it for 100 yuan. .

"No one cares," she replied.

"How do you usually go out to sell your handmade little things?"

"Just go to the nearby market and put things on the floor, write down the price, and someone will come and buy it."

It’s just a street stall.

Xu Mo imagined the scene for a moment, and it felt quite reasonable.

He could probably guess why no one bought this umbrella.

First of all, when Li Yinyuan set up a stall, she would definitely not solicit business calls or introduce products. If she didn’t talk to Xu Mo about these things, she would be in a different state. In that state, she was a shy, shy woman who was not good at speaking. Children, communicating with people, especially strangers, is really too difficult for her, so she definitely has no way to tell others that this umbrella is actually a red umbrella that can exorcise evil spirits. It is especially effective. Whoever buys it knows and who buys it. Just make it.How could it be possible for her?

Do you still want her to use a trumpet to infinitely loop the yellow crane bastard?

So who knows that her umbrella has such an easy-to-use effect. An umbrella is an umbrella. Isn't it all used to shelter the rain?

But if it is to cover the rain, one hundred yuan for an oil-paper umbrella that has been eliminated in the last century, might as well go to a supermarket and buy an umbrella for twenty yuan. It's not portable and hard to bring. It's very strange to take it out to cover the rain. Who will buy it for a hundred dollars?When to buy crafts?But although this oiled paper umbrella works well, the materials were picked up by Li Yinyuan as a trash guy. Naturally, it looks ordinary and cheaper, and it doesn’t have any beautiful patterns. It’s ordinary, so it won’t make people think of it. It is the feeling of crafts.

And this is a market in the outskirts. Most of the people who go to the market now are elderly middle-aged and elderly people. Why not buy an old-fashioned oil-paper umbrella for a hundred dollars?I'm afraid it's not a loss of wisdom Yo.

Damn it, it’s only one hundred yuan... Xu Mo feels distressed... for Li Yinyuan’s distressed, because he knows what it does. One hundred yuan is a big mistake. If everyone knows the function of the umbrella like themselves, then It is estimated that 10,000...No, 100,000 yuan may not be grabbed.

Okay, I understand why she can't sell it.

But now the problem comes again. Xu Mo is really curious. In addition to selling this sold umbrella, what else is she busy making and selling?

After telling Li Yinyuan this question, she was very cooperative and gave Xu Mo the answer.

Soon a lot of messy things were poured out of a black package. When they were poured out, they were clanging. People who didn't know thought that the waste collection was coming, and they were pouring the things out to settle accounts.

As she introduced one by one, Xu Mo's head grew bigger and bigger.

Hmm... She sells...

The white bone flute...No, it's a chicken bone flute...

It is made by washing the KFC chicken bones leftover by others who have picked it up. The original white bone flute is made with cumbersome steps and needs to be made from the leg bones of teenagers and girls, which has the effect of inspiring souls. , Can even invite the souls of loved ones to meet briefly.

This low-profile version made of KFC chicken bones is almost the same as the red umbrella. It has only a little effect and is different from the original version, but at least it is a useful good thing.Hmm... the price is one hundred yuan.

There is also a lower version of the human skin drum... made of pigskin, the price is one hundred yuan.

A low-profile spirit tube made from picked up cans is priced at one hundred.

A Peppa Pig puppet that ran out of half of the torn cotton was changed into a low-quality blessing doll by the demon. Well... the price is still one hundred yuan.

In addition to these, there are a lot of tatters with similar meaning, all of which are one hundred yuan.

Xu Mo really doubted whether Li Yinyuan only knew one hundred yuan, or had a grudge against one hundred yuan, how could it be one hundred.

And she looks more useless than the red umbrella, because those things in themselves are tattered, even if they have been modified by demons, this...this looks tattered and still hanging. Selling a brand for 100 yuan, whoever buys it, it's good not to scold her on the spot.

Even if she did each of these things have a very magical effect, they were all items of the level of scavenge, but everyone didn't know the effect, and they didn't understand at all, she seemed to be a lunatic who wanted to sell waste products at high prices.

Xu Mo was really loud.

"Weakly ask, shouldn't these things be the ones you can't sell and have been left?"

"Yes!"

"..."

Why can she answer so confidently...

Sure enough, no one really wants to buy these things.

From the perspective of a normal person, it is not normal for people to buy these things.

Obviously, the child didn't understand why his things couldn't be sold, and he didn't seem to care very much.

It's really Buddhist.

Living this kind of life can't be said to be out of Buddhism.

Obviously I can't sell a single item, but I still bring back so many scraps to continue making these gadgets every day, which is really rare perseverance.

"You usually go out to sell these little things you make, have you sold anything?"

Xu Mo is really curious, if any lucky person has actually bought something from her in the past, as long as he buys it, he makes a profit. One hundred yuan is absolutely impossible to buy.

"Yes!" Li Yinyuan replied affirmatively.

Oh?Is there such a fool?No, lucky!

"A lot of people buy it, and they usually sell out in one morning."

"Oh? What is it?" Xu Mo suddenly became interested. It is rare to see that she is not selling 100 this time. If the price is not 100 but 1 yuan, for many people, buying her things may also It’s not that difficult anyway. Anyway, it’s only 1 yuan. If you are full, you can buy a few scraps and come back and see if there are any ways to lose money.

Then, Li Yinyuan took out a large pile of...paper towels from his baggage.

It is the kind of ordinary paper towels that are individually packaged, one packet by one packet.

The wrapping paper of the tissues is also printed with advertisements for infertility hospitals or male and gynecological hospitals. One child is one child, one child is given one child, and the advertising word is cut one to send one. The whole package is colorful, obviously on the roadside. The free tissues often distributed by people are the means for these Putian hospitals to advertise to solicit patients.

I don't know where Li Yinyuan can collect so many such things.

There is actually more than one, she has free advertising tissues for all kinds of hospitals.

These are the things she sells for 1 yuan?

This... Although it's free at first glance, it's normal for someone to buy it... When you want to go to the bathroom when you are visiting the market, or you want to blow your nose or you need paper urgently, you can buy a pack of paper for 1 yuan. , It is not a loss, reasonable.

But, what's the mystery in this seemingly ordinary free advertising tissue?What is Li Yinyuan's magic reform?

Probably in order to give Xu Mo a better answer, Li Yinyuan randomly chose one of the paper towels for the advertisement of'Big Iron Stick Hospital for Unexpected Pregnancy', took it in front of Xu Mo and unfolded it. She seemed to use a black brush. I took a small pattern on the back of the paper towel package, a simple pattern that can be completed in a few strokes, but it doesn't look like a thing.

It's a bit like a spell drawn by a Taoist priest.