Eighty Fisherman's Little Milk Dog, Engordany

I sell fried dough sticks so fast, so it's not bad to sell fish! Selling deep-fried dough sticks? Shen Qingyan immediately remembered Lu Chungui's method of giving away other people's fried dough sticks to eat, which was fast, but many fried dough sticks were sent out in vain. Lu Chungui this fish sells so fast, will not also use the same method? Isn't that a waste of work? I took a bumpy ride all the way to the county town, just to earn a little more? Shen Qingyan put the question in his heart and did not ask it out. First, he was embarrassed to ask. No matter how much he earned on this trip, Lu Chungui was helping him for free and did not charge him for his hard work. Second, he didn't have time to ask. Lu Chungui smiled all over his face, but it was so hot that he had no time to tell him about the situation in detail, so he urged him to move things onto the tricycle. This time with the basket,Nail machine supplier, but also with two people, the tricycle is not enough space. So he found another tricycle, and Lu Chungui and Shen Qingyan each sat on a tricycle and went straight to the second market one after the other. The second person who pulled the goods was also an uncle, but when the time came, the uncle did not help to move things and unload the goods, so he urged Lu Chungui to give him money quickly. Lu Chungui took out 30 cents and gave it to him, and the man pedaled away in a hurry, seemingly in a hurry to pull down a guest. But the tricycle uncle,wire nail machine manufacturers, who called himself Lao Huang, did not need Lu Chungui to open his mouth and helped unload the goods as soon as he stopped. By this time, it was probably a little late. From the outside of the market, the stalls were already full, and the road became narrow. The tricycle could not pass through, so it could not pedal directly to the fish stall as it did in the first market. It could only unload the go