Luo Ning and her companions arrived at the square and began moving the cherries and bonsais they planned to sell from the vehicle.
The square had a high foot traffic, but the spot arranged by the production crew was quite secluded, located under a big tree at the corner of the square.
This place was mainly frequented by elderly people who sat and chatted with children.
Besides them, there were also several other stalls nearby selling cherries, and they had better spots with more passersby, which made their business seem pretty good.
"From now on, it's all up to you," Luo Ning said to Ye Zixiao and the others.
Shan Zhen raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean by 'it's all up to us'?"
"Of course, it means selling these cherries and bonsais," Luo Ning said confidently.
Shan Zhen choked, "But we've never sold anything."
"That's exactly why you should sell," Luo Ning said. "You'll get to experience life better this way."