Composition about selling potatoes

My father and I sell potatoes (already published: "Composition Newsletter" 2009 Issue 6 Junior High School Edition) Yu Yue, Jinxing Middle School, Lianshan District, Huludao City, Liaoning Province

One Sunday, my father and I Go to the market and sell potatoes.

After we selected the stall, we went to learn about the market: potatoes as big and as good as ours had an artificial price of 60 cents per catty and a real price of 50 cents per catty - the false price was to bargain with customers, and the customers said After waiting for a long time, I felt that it was a dime cheaper, so I happily bought it...

After a while, a short uncle came over, touched our potatoes, and asked: "How to sell them?" "Fifty cents a pound," Dad replied without hesitation. "How about four cents?" Dad replied kindly, "Five cents is five cents." Shirdi left.

I started to complain about my father: "If you say six cents a pound and he counter-offers, he might..." Dad interrupted me and said, "You are a kid, why are you still here?" This thing? Didn’t the teacher teach you how to be honest?”

I pursed my lips in dissatisfaction...

After a while, the short uncle came back again. , he smiled and said to his father: "Just because you said 'you didn't lie', I will buy twenty pounds." His father quickly weighed him, and the scale head was high. The short uncle was very happy when he saw this, and said again: "I am a person who says one is one, and two is two. If anyone is playing tricks, I will look down on him from the bottom of my heart." Dad looked for the potato pretender while Plastic bags, while saying: "To each other."

A few customers gathered around, and the short uncle advertised to us again: "These potatoes are first-class and the price is reasonable, buy them." He After saying this, the others started buying ten jins for you and twenty jins for him...

As it approached noon, other stalls didn't sell many potatoes, and we didn't have much left.

The short uncle came again and asked his father with a smile: "How is it? They are almost sold out, right?" Dad is also very good at talking: "Thanks to your advertising effect, there are only about thirty pounds left. "The short uncle looked down at the potatoes and said, "I bought all of these... Wait for me here for a while. I'll go home and pick up a bag. It's half past eleven. If I don't come back at twelve. , Just do what you want." Dad said, "Okay, go ahead." Dad put the scale away and sat down to smoke; I asked for two yuan to buy fruit. When I came back, two more customers came. Dad said: "No more, no more, someone bought it." The two said, "We will buy yours for 5 cents a pound..." Dad said: " I'm sorry, please go to another stall and take a look."

After the two of them left, I complained to my father again: "You are so stubborn that you won't sell it even if you give me more money!" My father began to educate me again: " It seems that your teacher has not taught you well... Tell me, what does keeping one's word mean?"

I pursed my lips in dissatisfaction...

There are still a few more. It was already twelve o'clock that minute before the short uncle came. As he loaded the potatoes, he said: "Sorry, sorry, I kept you waiting for so long." Dad said: "It's okay, it's okay."

After weighing the potatoes, the short uncle said to his father: " I see that you are a down-to-earth person who can make people feel at ease when doing things... Let’s put it this way: How many more potatoes like this do you have in your house? ...Can you still have two thousand catties? ...Okay, we all want them— -I am the administrator of the middle school cafeteria - you can start delivering it to the middle school tomorrow." Dad said gratefully, "That's great, we met a noble person today." The short uncle was still very humble: "Where is it... ...I met a trustworthy 'unit'."

On the way home, I suddenly understood a problem: the teacher asked us to be honest and trustworthy, not because we lost anything. Let us harvest the fruits and move smoothly to the other side of success...