Having successfully made her first sale, Shen Yunfang smiled as she saw the customers off. Li Xianglian's family of four, who had been watching from behind, hurried over.
"Yunfang, you sold it just like that?" Li Xianglian still couldn't believe it.
Just now, someone had passed by, and her sister-in-law had chanted a few lines, and the man squatted down to look at the couplets, pointed at one, and then paid for it. Was it really that simple to sell a pair of couplets?
Of course it was that simple—did selling a pair of couplets have to be some kind of ceremony with firecrackers?
"Yes, I sold a pair." Shen Yunfang took the twenty cents out of her pocket and waved it around, "Actually, it's not difficult, as long as you're bold enough to call out and sell." If it were busier, she wouldn't even need to hawk her wares, but they had arrived early and there were hardly any passersby. Without calling out, no one would notice.
