Designing a good advertising language is a necessary condition for a prosperous business, if you want to stand out from the crowd. Selling slogans is your "killer".
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There are the following, you learn.
Humorous peddling
Xia Mianzun
Living in the city, from morning till night, from night to night, I don't know how many kinds and times to listen to Hawking. The sound of selling flowers in the deep alley was once included in poetry, which is of course full of poetry, but unfortunately we don't hear much in practice. On a cold night, "tea eggs", "fine sand zongzi" and "lotus root porridge" all sound like the throat of an old gun, and it's quite sad to be trapped under the covers. Almost every kind of hawking has a special mood.
Among these vendors, I met two kinds of humorous writers.
One is selling stinky tofu. Every afternoon at five or six o'clock, there are often stinky tofu in the alley. At one end of the burden is an oil pan. Stinky tofu is fried in a frying pan and tastes terrible. The seller shouted: "stinky tofu!" "Stinky tofu!" Calm down.
I think it's interesting. To tell the truth, selling fake drugs and selling dog meat are common problems in the world. What incense calls is often smelly. In fact, the seller of stinky tofu does not deceive the public, claiming to be "stinky tofu" and taking "stinky" as the slogan. The actual goods really stink. I'm afraid there will never be such a thing that is consistent with words and deeds, worthy of the name and does not deceive people, I think.
"Stinky tofu!" This call, in this fraud-ridden world, is a strong irony of cynicism!
There is also a cry of selling newspapers, and five clouds fall from the sky. The newspaper sellers there are different from those in other places. There are no teenagers. They are old gun beggars in their 30 s and 40 s, as thin as cured duck, with deeply messy hair and a dusty face. They look like ghosts. I can't see them in the morning. They always sell evening papers. When you pass there by tram at night, you will hear the sound of sand selling newspapers.
They seem to sell two copper coins (such as New Evening News, Times and Extra Newspaper) in a very special way. They don't call it "the newly published X newspaper", but relate the price to important news headlines. When they call, they always start with "two coppers", followed by the words "I want to see", and then the date. "Two coppers depend on the 19th Route Army rebelling against the Central Committee!" That's what they called it when the Fujian Incident started. "Two coppers want to see the bandits win!" That's what they call it when the news about beating bandits wins. "Two policemen want to see the missing Japanese vice consul in Nanjing!" That's what they called it when the library ticket incident started.
In their hawking, any national event can be seen as long as it costs two coppers, as if any national event is only worth two coppers. Every time I hear it, I always feel cold and funny.
"Stinky tofu!" "Two copper coins depend on ××××!" Both of these terms are quite humorous. The former seems to be full of enthusiasm, like a secular gentleman, while the latter seems to despise everything, like a cynical hermit.