After all, a pair of these little things cost 580 yuan.
Su Qiao picked up a pair of phone charms and explained, "They only look like little accessories. In fact, they're a pair of Smart Scanning Alarms, specially designed to prevent children from being abducted and sold."
"They have things like this now? When were they invented? How come I've never heard of them?"
The aunt took them carefully, looked them over, then cautiously handed them back.
"They were only developed recently and haven't officially entered the market yet. I just brought them out early to see how the market reacts."
Su Qiao could only put it that way.
In fact, she didn't need to test the market response at all. She could put them into mass production and launch them directly.
"Oh, so that's how it is." The aunt was half-convinced, but mostly skeptical.
If such a thing really existed, it would surely be sold in specialty shops or flagship stores. Who would bring it to a street stall?
Looking around the entire Night Market, she saw that everyone was selling small goods. Even the clothes, shoes, and bags cost no more than 100 yuan. Most were cheap items costing only a few dozen yuan—that was what street vending was supposed to be.
Su Qiao's things attracted no customers the entire evening. Plenty of people came to watch, and plenty more asked questions. Even more laughed that she was so desperate to make money that she had gone crazy, but no one bought anything.
After all, no one believed that goods sold at a street stall could be of very good quality. Even less would anyone spend 580 yuan on a pair of charms—or a pair of necklaces, bracelets, or similar items.
She had talked until her mouth was