I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

"You want to buy this? Are you sure?"

At first, the salesperson thought Mo Yan was looking at work shoes, but when he found out that she was referring to the pair of leather boots that had been in stock for a year and a half, he looked very surprised.

"Sure! Show it to me."

"First of all, I only have one pair of these, size 37. What's your foot size? Also, these are made of cowhide, both inside and outside are top-quality cowhide. Even though they are in stock, they are not cheap. They are more expensive than all the shoes in the counter. And after they are sold, they are not refundable or exchangeable. If you regret it and don't want them anymore, I won't take them back."

The salesperson said this very seriously.

If Mo Yan were to look at other shoes, she wouldn't have the patience to explain so much.

In fact, these boots have become a headache for their manager.

It was also announced publicly that whoever could sell this pair of boots would receive an additional reward of 3 dollars.

3 dollars is not a small amount.

So how could the salesperson not be excited when he finally met someone who asked about these leather boots?

Mo Yan looked down at her feet. She could wear size 36 or 37 boots without any problem.

"Just give it to me. I want it no matter how much it is."

Mo Yan nodded, and then asked, "You don't need a ticket for this, but first of all, I don't have a ticket for leather boots."

After buying so many things, Mo Yan already knows that in this era, before buying many things, money alone is not enough, you need a ticket first. If you don’t have a ticket, even if you have money, they won’t sell it to you.

“No tickets, no tickets!”

She never dreamed that the manager's worry would actually be sold by her today. The salesperson was so excited.

While quickly saying that he didn't want the ticket, as if afraid that Mo Yan might change her mind, he quickly took out the pair of heavy leather boots from under the counter.

He quickly took a feather duster and dusted off the dust outside, then quickly handed it to Mo Yan.

"Here, try it!"

Mo Yan looked at the other person with amusement, as if she couldn't wait to give her the unsaleable goods. She knew that these boots had been ignored for too long.

She took it with one hand. The material was very solid. She was not mistaken. It did look a bit like combat boots from later generations.

I stepped my foot into them and found the toe area was a little loose, but putting on a pair of thicker socks didn't affect it at all.

Because the soles were thicker, Mo Yan looked a few centimeters taller when she put on the leather boots.

It's much better than wearing straw sandals.

"That's it! How much is it!"

Mo Yan was satisfied, and Pei Dongdong also thought that the boots were pretty good. They were a combination of Martin boots and mid-calf boots. She couldn't really explain it, but judging from the popular perspective of her previous life, these boots looked much better than those cookie-cutter black leather shoes.

But other people of this era obviously don't think so.

Otherwise, this pair of leather boots would not have been unsold for so long.

"200 yuan!"

The salesperson said a number with some trepidation.

In fact, it’s not that no one has asked about this pair of shoes. Some people wanted to get a bargain and thought that if they couldn’t sell them, they would definitely have to sell them at a discount.

It’s not that the manager doesn’t want to sell them at a low price, but the deputy manager has a grudge against the manager and has been secretly watching the matter, waiting for the day when the manager makes a mistake and has the boots sold at a low price. Then he can take the opportunity to complain to his superiors and accuse the manager of selling collective assets at a low price!

So the manager has to inspect their shoe counter every day, one, to see if anyone has asked about the boots today, and two, to tell them not to sell them at a low price.

"200?" Mo Yan and Pei Dongdong looked at the salesperson in unison.

The salesperson's heart trembled. It's over. I don't want this anymore!

Compared to other leather shoes that cost 58 yuan a pair, and the most popular bright red ones that only cost 68 yuan, this ugly, unsaleable pair of leather boots actually costs 200 yuan. The salesperson himself thinks it is too expensive.

But there is no way, the purchase price of this product is 198 yuan.

Selling for 200 is actually equivalent to not making any profit.

Because the salesperson who sells the product will be rewarded 3 dollars!

Just when the salesperson was feeling anxious, Mo Yan waved her hand and said, "Baby, give me the money. Mommy likes this pair of shoes."

Pei Dongdong is 23 and a half years old and has returned from the age of 3. Although she knows that the purchasing power of 200 yuan in this era is amazing, from her point of view, yuan is a normal price for a pair of leather boots.

Besides, she has more than 200 yuan in savings now, so what's wrong with spending yuan to buy a pair of leather boots for her mother?

Sprinkle some water!

There was no 100-yuan bill in her little bamboo bag, the largest one was 10 yuan.

The little guy took out two folded 10-yuan bills from under his bamboo bag and handed them over decisively, "Here!"

The salesman's heart felt like he had gone from hell to heaven from the moment he received the money.

I quickly wet my saliva and started counting the money. There were two stacks of 10-yuan bills, exactly 20 in total.

What are you waiting for? Get the invoice, pick up the money, and swipe the money and receipt along the line above the counter to the cashier.

After a while, an invoice with a red stamp was drawn back along the line.

"Sister-in-law, here! This is your ticket. It's clearly written on it: no refunds or exchanges!"

Mo Yan waved his hand casually, picked up the cub, took the ticket and left.

When the salesperson saw the mother and daughter had gone far away, she came to her senses and realized that she had actually sold the pair of leather boots that had been unsold for more than a year.

Did she get her 3 dollars?

What a good day today is!

Therefore, I remember the faces of Ayan and her daughter deeply.

*

When Zhuzi and Lao Zhaotou's ox cart arrived at the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Mo Yan and her daughter were already waiting near the door with a bunch of things.

Because she bought a lot, the salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative delivered all the items to their door for the first time.

Old Zhao was stunned.

Looking at the huge pile of things on the ground, I almost doubted my eyes.

"Niuniu, did you buy all these?"

There were already several familiar faces on the ox cart, the same ones who had been on the cart when we came here.

They were also stunned.

There was something wrong with the way he looked at Mo Yan.

Oh my god, is Guochao crazy? Why did he buy so many things?

What surprised them even more was, wasn't it said that Mo Yan never had any money on him?

These things don't cost just a dozen or twenty dollars, at least hundreds. Where does she get the money?

Everyone has their own thoughts in their minds, and all kinds of gossip and curiosity are almost written on their faces.

But I managed to hold it back and wasn't stupid enough to ask.

On the contrary, they jumped off the ox cart one by one and helped Mo Yan move all the things onto the ox cart.

Finally, when Mo Yan and Pei Dongdong were waiting to get in the car, Mo Yan said, "I won't get in the car. I'll walk with my baby in my arms."