Profit

Ning stood a little behind, watching Reever do his work. He kept on shouting, calling the customers towards him.

Many looked towards him and his items, but none came to buy any. Ning expected him to get hopeless at the situation, but somehow Reever managed to keep his energy high, calling out more and more customers. 

Ning fully expected to have to wait for quite a while, but in just a few moments, Reever had his first customer. 

A girl wearing a blue gown walked up to him. He held a parasol in her hands that seemed to have about the same number of frills as her gown. 

"Oh my god. These are so beautiful," the woman said as he looked at the pottery and trinkets that were laid on the sheet. 

Reever gave a wide smile. "Do you like it miss?" he asked.