Before Ye Yaopeng's family had even started taking their pictures, many more villagers had already booked a turn afterward.
The photographer was so delighted he could hardly close his mouth, and he was almost too busy to keep up.
Ye Yaodong stood beside him with his hands in his pockets, smiling as he helped call out, "Anyone wanting pictures, wait a moment! Let them finish here first. Don't disturb the photographer."
Then he turned to the photographer. "See? I told you the villagers would be tempted too. Listen, instead of sitting in your shop all day, you'd be better off going around a few villages. New Year's is almost here. Sure, there are plenty of people coming and going at the market, but that really can't compare."
"With New Year's coming, people have a bit more cash to spare, and they're willing to spend a yuan or two. Once one person wants a photo, plenty of others will be tempted to follow suit. That beats sitting in your shop with just a few customers coming in each day. Or you could stay in the shop for half the day in the morning, then spend the afternoon going around the villages..."
"Yes, yes, you're right... You can pay a yuan less later..."
A few words got him free photos and a discount? The man certainly knew how to handle people.
Seeing how busy he was, with the camera already adjusted, Ye Yaodong stopped disturbing them. Just then, A Qing came over, paid, and called him home for lunch.
The two boys were reluctant to leave, looking back every few steps.
"You've already had your pictures taken. What else is there to see? Go home and change. You can come back and watch after lunch. There's still time."
Hearing that he had