An Hao's goods were good and not expensive, and people's enthusiasm for buying them was very high.
An Ping looked at the crowd that was three layers deep inside and outside, with people handing over large bills, afraid that if they didn't buy now, there would be nothing left. The excitement was simply indescribable.
"Don't worry, there's enough for everyone! No need to rush!" An Hao said, while skillfully packing the goods.
Before her eyes, the piles of goods were quickly being sold, replaced by the increasingly thick stack of bills in An Ping's hands.
After a busy morning, the goods they brought were about to sell out.
An Hao was so tired that her mouth was parched, and just as it was time for lunch, she suddenly heard someone calling her name.
"An Hao! An Hao!"
She looked towards the voice and saw her "good friend" Song Yueqin.