"It's not hard!" Wang Xiaomei said hurriedly.
When she saw Qin Xiaoyao looking at her, she quickly clarified, "I mean, I don't feel it's hard."
"Mrs. Song, if you're tired, I can set up the stall on my own tonight!"
When she helped Mrs. Song run the stall, she got a share of the sales, and it wasn't a small sum.
During this period, the morning market ended early, and business was a lot worse.
Yesterday, she finally found out that they could sell goods at the night market too, so of course, she didn't want to let go of this opportunity.
Besides, Aunt Big Girl and Liu Xiaomei now knew how to weave straw sandals.
With so many straw sandals, they had to find a way to sell them.
Qin Xiaoyao looked at Wang Xiaomei with a smile.
"It's so late at night. I'm worried if you go out alone to set up a stall."
When Wang Xiaomei heard this, she immediately pursed her lips.
