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Chapter 713 Sun Aizhen imitates Su Zhiyu's business

The child cried loudly, which instantly attracted the attention of people around him.

They all turned their heads and looked over.

At this time, Sun Aizhen had already hid in the alley on the street.

She held the hawthorn milk ball in her hand, and her heart was raised to her throat.

It was difficult for her to wait until the wind was over outside that she slowly took out the hawthorn milk ball.

But because she was nervous just now, her palms were sweating slightly, and the sweat stains had melted the layer of milk candy outside the hawthorn.

Looking at the red hawthorn, Sun Aizhen couldn't help but sneer.

Isn't it just a hawthorn?

What kind of delicacies does she think of it?

She took a hard bite, and before she could chew her teeth twice, her teeth were sore that they could not open.

"vomit……"

When he spit out the hawthorn in his mouth, Sun Aizhen frowned and looked puzzled.

"How come so many people buy such a bad thing?"

Have these people lost their sense of taste?

She was muttering in her heart, and an idea broke into her head.

Since that's the case, she can also imitate and make some money, and maybe she can make a lot of money!

After making up her mind, she immediately turned around and went to buy some hawthorn fruits.

When the hawthorn vendor saw her, he immediately smiled and responded.

"Can you get some hawthorn?"

Sun Aizhen glanced at the hawthorns on the table, which were so bright that it was very watery and excited.

“How to sell?”

"Three folks per pound."

The vendor laughed and stretched out three fingers.

He sold four quotas in the morning market, but now he is about to end the market, so he can simply deal with it cheaply.

But Sun Aizhen's brows twisted even tighter, picked up the hawthorn and put it down.

"It's so expensive, you're robbing money!"

However, some hawthorn fruits were everywhere in the mountains, so she just went back to pick up some.

The hawthorn vendor changed his face and immediately pushed Sun Aizhen away from the stall.

"Don't buy it and stay away from me, don't block my business."

Sun Aizhen staggered two steps and was very angry.

"Who cares about what things!"

After gathering her hair bun, she turned her head and twisted her waist and left.

When she returned to the village, she immediately mobilized the labor force at home to go into the mountains to pick hawthorn fruits.

Unexpectedly, when they finally climbed the mountain, the hawthorn tree was already bare, and there was no trace of hawthorn.

Just as she was about to give up, she glanced at the hawthorn that fell to the ground, and her eyes suddenly became full of light.

"Not on the tree, but on the ground!"

I picked up a hawthorn fruit, but the color was dark and yellow, and the shape was wrinkled.

But then I thought about it, I crushed the hawthorn and steamed it, and there was no way I could tell!

At this moment, she picked up all the good or bad hawthorns.

When she returned home, because the well water was frozen, she mashed and steamed it without washing it.

I don’t know how long it took to steam, but the hawthorn actually broke open.

Helplessly, she became hungry for some flour and then she barely wrapped the hawthorn into a ball.

Looking at the hawthorn balls with almost the same appearance, Sun Aizhen was filled with joy.

Early the next morning, she took the guy out to the town.

After taking care of the street patrol officer, she directly placed the stall in the position where Su Zhiyu placed yesterday.

Then he shouted at the top of his throat.

"I'm selling hawthorn balls, delicious hawthorn balls."

With the shouts, the bustling crowd was instantly attracted by the attention.

After a while, many people surrounded Sun Aizhen's stall.

"Yo... I still have to sell it today!"

A chubby woman squeezed into the crowd.

Yesterday she heard that the hawthorn milk ball tasted unusual, but unfortunately she didn't buy it.

She would buy one to try any of the things she said today.

At that moment, she twisted her body left and right, and squeezed to the stall with difficulty.

"Boss, come one pound."
Chapter completed!
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