Siheyuan: Tathagata's Palm suppresses the entire courtyard!

From that day on, Mingjie reflected on the way he did things. He began to study more seriously how to run a good fruit business. He not only selected more carefully when purchasing goods, but also learned how to attract customers more effectively. He also took the initiative to make friends with veteran vendors in the market, asking them for advice and soon mastered many tricks.

As time went by, Mingjie's business gradually improved. He was no longer as nervous and flustered as before, but became more stable and calm. Although it was still hard every day, he felt that he was making continuous progress, which gave him more confidence.

One night, Mingjie came home with a bag of freshly sold fruit. He saw his mother sewing clothes under the lamp, and a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He walked over and gently said to his mother, "Mom, take a rest. Don't get tired."

His mother looked up at him with a relieved smile on her face: "Mingjie, I know you have been working hard recently, but I am happy to see you working so hard."

As time went by, Xu Mingjie's fruit stall gradually gained a foothold in the market. Every morning, he would carefully select the best fruits and come to the market early to open. With his diligence and sincere attitude, his fruit stall began to attract more and more customers. Although the weather was hot and business was occasionally quiet, he was always full of energy because he knew that every day's efforts were for his mother to live a better life.

On this day, Mingjie got up early as usual. He walked into the market, skillfully arranged the fruits, and placed the most eye-catching apples in the most conspicuous place. He was full of confidence in these apples, because they were attractive red, plump, and juicy, and they would definitely attract customers' attention.

"The apples are good today!" he said to himself, clapped his hands, and prepared to welcome the first batch of customers.

As the market gradually became more lively, customers came to Mingjie's stall one after another. A short uncle stopped in front of the apples, picked up one, looked at it, and said with a smile: "This apple looks really good, how much is it per pound?"

Mingjie quickly replied with a smile: "Uncle, these apples have just been imported, they are very fresh! Please try them, if you like them, they are eight yuan per pound."

The uncle took a bite of the apple and nodded repeatedly: "Delicious! Then weigh two kilograms for me!"

Mingjie quickly put the apples into the bag, weighed them and handed them to the uncle with a confident smile on his face. At this moment, he saw a familiar figure in the distance - it was Mr. Zhao, who was walking slowly towards the market.

"Mr. Zhao!" Mingjie greeted loudly, "Are you here to buy something?"

Mr. Zhao came closer and nodded, "Yes, I came out for a walk and took a look at how your business is going." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the pile of apples, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "These apples are good, and they look very marketable."

Mingjie was delighted and said with a proud smile, "Mr. Zhao, you have a good eye! I carefully selected these apples, and they are very popular with customers."

As he was talking, several more customers came up and said they wanted to buy apples. Mingjie was busy and happy. While he was busy greeting customers, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise: "Hey? Why is my wallet gone?"

Mingjie turned around and saw the old man who was anxiously searching his pockets. Mingjie was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly tightened: "Could it be that a thief stole it?"

He quickly put down the work in his hands and walked to the uncle: "Uncle, don't worry, was there anyone suspicious approaching you just now?"

The uncle frowned and shook his head: "I didn't notice it. Just now when I was buying apples, someone seemed to bump into me... Could it be that time..."

Mingjie became even more nervous when he heard this. He looked around and saw people coming and going in the market. Everyone was busy with their own things and he could not see anything unusual. He turned around and was about to say something to comfort the uncle when he suddenly found that the basket of the best apples on his stall had disappeared without a trace!

Mingjie was stunned, his mind went blank. He was sure that the apples he had just put on the stand were gone. He thought about it carefully and realized that he was busy greeting customers and did not pay attention to the situation of the stand. He did not know when the apples were taken away.

"What's going on?" Mingjie was very anxious. He knew that those apples were the most marketable goods today. If they could not be sold, he would not only lose a lot of money, but also his impression in the eyes of customers would be greatly reduced.

Master Zhao noticed his strangeness, walked over and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong, Xiao Mingjie? What happened?"

Mingjie gritted his teeth and replied in a low voice: "Master Zhao, my apple is gone. It seems that someone has stolen it."

Mr. Zhao frowned, looked around, and said in a low voice, "There are many people in this market, so it's inevitable that there will be some bad guys. You'd better be careful, take good care of the other fruits first, and don't throw anything away."

Mingjie nodded, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that Mr. Zhao was right, but he still couldn't help feeling upset. He had worked so hard to pick these apples, and had been hoping for a good deal today, but this happened. He felt a nameless anger burning in his chest, and he wanted to find the person who stole the apples and teach him a lesson.

But he also knew that it was unrealistic to do so. The market was crowded with people, and no one knew who the thief was, let alone where he went. Mingjie took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that the most important thing now was to avoid any more trouble and to take good care of the other fruits on the stall to minimize the losses.

"Everyone, there are a lot of people in the market today, please be careful with your things." Mingjie reminded the customers around him loudly, and at the same time, he secretly made up his mind: "I must be more careful in the future and never let this happen again."

It was getting dark, and people in the market began to leave. Mingjie lowered his head, feeling lost and regretful. He knew that what he lost today was not only the value of the apples, but also his reputation and self-confidence. After returning home, he told his mother about what happened today. After listening, his mother did not blame him, but patted him on the shoulder and said softly: "Mingjie, every failure is a lesson. Let's be more careful in the future and don't let others take advantage of us."

Mingjie nodded and vowed to himself: "Mom is right, I can't be defeated like this. I must learn from this and do a better job in business!"