"What do we do with what's left over?"
We had sold quite a few thanks to the fans' support.
But all that was left now were the ones that didn't look very good.
They waited for half an hour without making a single sale.
Their initial joy was quickly doused by the current lull.
"What if we can't sell the rest of these?"
Since Chloe Sinclair had been the one selling the radishes all day, the other two women instinctively turned to her.
For some reason, the young woman before them gave them a sense of security.
It felt like even if the sky were falling, she would be there to hold it up.
"Let's wait a bit longer."
The two of them immediately felt at ease.
Even though they were decades older than Chloe Sinclair, her simple nod of assurance was enough to lift a huge weight from their shoulders.
After another half hour, the market had mostly emptied out.
"What should we do? There's no one left."
