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Their eyes were drawn to the basket on his back, and they immediately realized what was going on.

But her wary gaze still fell on him, and she whispered, "What kind of food?"

"If you want to, sister-in-law, come with me."

The boy carried the basket on his back and walked forward, but after a few steps, he noticed that she hadn't followed, and he couldn't help but frown.

This sister-in-law is a bit clueless.

Didn't she want to buy something? Why isn't she following along?

"Sister-in-law, hurry up!"

Shen Jingyue looked at him, then followed him with the child in her arms, still somewhat doubtful.

She took out a bottle of chili water that she had prepared beforehand from her spatial storage.

She's holding her child right now. If that person has bad intentions, she'll just kick them to the ground and then spray them with pepper spray.

Of course, it's best if she's overthinking it.

The boy led her to a corner of an alley, a place rarely visited and not far from the main street.

"Sister-in-law, how much grain do you need? White flour, rice, and even some dark flour? I have it all here."

"I'm not here to buy anything?" Shen Jingyue asked directly, seeing that he really was someone from the black market.

The boy's face darkened, and he quickly picked up his basket and prepared to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute? I haven't finished speaking yet."

Seeing that this person was about to leave in a hurry, as if she were some kind of monster, Shen Jingyue quickly called her back.

She wasn't about to let a black market dealer who had come to her doorstep so easily get away.

This time, it was the boy who looked at her warily.

"What are you going to do?"

The young man thought to himself, "I haven't even done it a few times yet, could I have already fallen for their trick?"

If anything seems amiss, he'll run away even if he has nothing on him.

That's right, the boy thought she was sent by the neighborhood committee, and he was afraid that he was being watched, so his heart started pounding.

If he hadn't noticed the woman looking around, he would have assumed she wanted to buy food, which is why he went over to strike up a conversation.

Unexpectedly, when he brought the person here, the person told him that he wasn't there to buy anything.

Shen Jingyue found it a little funny. At this moment, she wasn't so nervous anymore. She looked at him and said, "You're from the black market. I have some things to sell. I don't know if you'll buy them."

The young man was dumbfounded when he saw her selling his things instead.

Isn't something a little off here?

But he still asked, "What is it?"

Shen Jingyue took out a bottle of skincare product from her bag, which was actually a spatial storage space, and handed it to him.

The boy curiously took it.

Looking at the small, clear bottle in his hand, he asked, "What's this?"

"This is a face cream that can make your face whiter and smoother. It costs two yuan a bottle. If you help me sell it, I'll give you a profit of three mao (0.3 yuan) per bottle. How about it?"

"This costs two dollars, anyone want to buy it?"

The boy was a little skeptical.

"If you said that applying this could make your face whiter and smoother, and also fade dark spots, I'm sure some women would be willing to buy it."

"How about it? You help me sell them, and I won't charge you. In fact, I'll give you a profit of three cents. Since you're in the same business anyway, when you're selling things, help me promote them. If someone is willing to buy, you'll make a profit too. If you don't sell them, I won't blame you."

"Just leave the items here with me, no deposit required. Don't worry about me taking them and running away, selling them, and then not giving them back to you, making sure you can't find them."

The boy thought she must be an idiot; who does business like that?

"I'm not afraid, because I know this face cream will definitely sell well."

"If you'd like, I'll get you ten bottles to try first. If they sell well, I'll bring you more. What do you think?"

Seeing her confident demeanor, the boy didn't think she was lying, and her skin did look really good. Could this face cream really be as good as she said?

The boy felt that the conditions she mentioned were not a bad deal for him, so he consigned her to him for sale.

If she sells it, she'll get paid; if she doesn't, she said she won't blame herself, so she won't lose money no matter what.

"Okay, I can agree to give it a try, but you can't blame me if it doesn't sell."

"Also, isn't your price too high? Why don't you lower it a bit, otherwise it will be really hard for anyone to buy it."

What he said was true; these days, the best-selling items are grains, and face-washing products are only sold to those who are well-off.

Otherwise, it would be really hard for anyone to be willing to buy these little things that can't fill their stomachs.

"No need. After you sell it, you can tell them that they can use it for a while first, and if it doesn't work within ten days, you can refund them. They will definitely agree."

The boy's eyes widened. "Are you crazy? This stuff is so expensive. Even if it works, what if they regret buying it and come back to return it after using half of it? You'll be the one who loses out."

The boy thought that this woman must have never sold anything before; there was no way to do business like that.

Isn't this practically giving it away for free?

"Let me finish what I have to say first."

The boy didn't speak, but looked at her, gesturing for her to continue.

"There's a time limit for refunds. You can only get your money back if you request a refund within ten days of purchasing the item."

"If it exceeds this time, you can't get a refund."

"How can you remember all of that? A few people is fine, but if there are a dozen or so, how can you possibly remember them all? Besides, they were all sold at different times."

The boy admitted that even with his good memory, he couldn't remember who came to buy from him every day, or how long they used the products.

Shen Jingyue had already made up her mind, and then took out a small note from her bag, which was actually a storage space.

"When you buy a bottle, write the date on it, then peel it off and stick it on the bottom of the bottle."

Worried that he wouldn't know how to use it, I tore one off and stuck it on his hand.

"If someone ever wants a refund in the future, tell them not to tear off the sticky note. If they tear it off or the note is damaged, they can't get a refund, even if they bought it yesterday."

This is similar to a modern hang tag or purchase receipt; once torn up, it becomes invalid and cannot be replaced.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the urine sticker.

He looked at the small sticky note curiously and asked, "Where did you get this, sister-in-law?"

Nowadays, people use paste to stick things on.

But it seems like this thing can be peeled off and stuck on directly.

"You don't need to worry about where you came from. Now you can stay here, right?"

The boy nodded frantically, "Remember, don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely sell it well."

Shen Jingyue took out ten bottles and asked him to try them first.

"Try selling these few bottles first. If they sell well, I'll get more."

"Sister-in-law, how will I find you then?"

The boy put the things in the basket and then asked her.

Otherwise, if this product sells well, how will I find people to source it?

"Is there a market day in ten days?" Shen Jingyue asked him.

The boy did the math: market days are always odd-numbered days. Today is the 3rd, so the market day in ten days will be the 13th, meaning the market day is on the 11th.