300 kilograms were sold in the army, and there were still more than 400 kilograms on the truck. Ye Yaodong looked worried. It seemed that there would be a lot left today, and he would have to carry them back with great effort.
I don’t know how many kilograms I can sell if I go to the market at this time
"Hey, Uncle Zhou, what time will it take you to return home after transporting the sand?" Ye Yaodong stood up and asked loudly to the tractor driver in front.
"What time is it?"
"It's eight o'clock now."
"Then I'll send you to the market, and I'll go to the sand field to transport sand. It will probably be eleven or twelve o'clock when I return."
Ye Yaodong thought about it and decided that it was about time to go back. Otherwise, he would set up a stall in front of the station. Although he could sell a lot, it would not be safe.
I don’t know if those hooligans from yesterday will go there again to look for people. After all, they will remember the beating for a long time. It is normal for them to go to the place where they were beaten from time to time to see if they can get revenge, right
"Dad, let's sell at the market for a few hours, then follow Uncle Zhou's truck carrying sand back home, right? We don't need to set up a stall at the station, it's too chaotic. We can go back early to save ourselves the hassle of having no car to take us back, and getting ripped off again."
"OK."
Ye Yaodong shouted to Uncle Zhou again, "Uncle, after you transport the sand, please go to the market and give us a ride! I'll pay you a little more and we'll go back with you."
"Ah? You still have several bags left, can you sell them all? If you can't sell them all, they won't fit."
"We should be able to sell one or two bags. Don't you have some baffles on your truck? Put them up to increase the height to prevent the sand from leaking out. We can then fold the sacks on top and keep an eye on them ourselves, or tie them to the tractor with ropes. That should be enough."
"Okay, then after I load up the sand, I'll pick you up at the market."
"Okay, thank you. Um, can you also keep the fact that we sold dried fish to the army a secret for us? If this gets out, the whole village will make a big fuss about it. People won't be able to sell it, and they will just be jealous. It will also cause trouble for you. It's better for us to keep it to ourselves."
As he spoke, Ye Yaodong handed over a pack of cigarettes.
"Don't worry, I'll just drive and not mind my own business. I'll keep my mouth shut, and I want to earn some more money from you. There aren't many people in the village who use tractors as often as you do. Except for getting married, no one would be willing to apply for a tractor this year. They'd rather walk until their legs are broken."
"Hahaha, that's right, the villagers are hardworking and may be able to walk."
"However, you are really smart. You can sell dried fish to the army. Who can think of it? That is a military unit. Most people can't even get close to it. They can't even find the way there."
"Good luck, good luck."
"You should have made a lot of money, right? Can you give me a lowdown?"
"Well, it's just hard-earned money. Selling it to the army requires connections, which is not that easy. And it's cheaper, so it's better to sell it in retail. I just save trouble."
"Indeed, otherwise it would take forever to sell the kilos of it."
"Hey, uncle, please be careful. Don't just talk. Be careful of the pits on the ground."
Uncle Zhou was so busy talking to him that he didn't notice the big hole on the ground and drove straight over it. He and his father almost bounced into the sky, luckily they held on tight.
"Haha, I'm old now, and my eyesight isn't very good. If I keep driving for another year or two, I can pass my job on to my son. But I have too many sons, and I don't know who to give it to. If I give it to anyone, we'll have a fight..."
Father Ye agreed very much and said, "It's not easy to divide it. It's just one job. If it's not divided fairly, the brothers will fight to death."
He understood very well that the eldest and second sons' wives had long been keeping an eye on Ye's mother's work at the Women's Federation, and often asked her questions in a roundabout way.
"That is to say, this job is now considered a stable job. I have been running it for so many years. If the village wants to find someone to take over, they will ask me to do it. So I will definitely give the job to my son, and then pass it down from generation to generation. It would be unfair to give it to anyone, and I am afraid that they will fight. I am worried about this, so I can only continue to work for another two years to see how it goes."
Ye Yaodong kept his mouth shut. Tractors cannot be passed down from generation to generation, but they can indeed be driven for many years.
Father Ye also started a conversation with Uncle Zhou about the topic of distribution...
When they parted, the two old men still had a lot to say.
It was already late to go to the market at this time, and there were only a few people around. It was not as crowded as in the early morning, but Uncle Zhou had to go transport sand, so he tried to sell as many kilograms as possible while waiting.
All the goods were moved down, and he looked around before finding an empty space.
There were two stalls between him and the man who was selling dried shrimps yesterday. He even said hello to him. When he was asked why he came so late today, he explained.
The stall was only set up for three hours, and it was not during the peak hours when there was a lot of traffic. By the time Uncle Zhou came to pick them up, Ye Yaodong had just sold a whole bag of dried fish.
A bag weighs about 60 kilograms. Some bags hold more, some hold less, and there is no accurate number. You have to go back and count the money to know.
Before getting on the bus, Ye Yaodong bought some fried beans this time. This can be used as a side dish with wine or as a snack for children. Just put a handful in their pockets and they can eat for a long time and are delicious.
On the way back, he and his father were chewing the snacks and enjoying it very much. They had made more than 100 yuan today and were both in a good mood.
However, the good mood only lasts before getting off the bus.
He originally thought that when he got home today, his two sons would still happily run out to greet him, but he didn't expect that he was just being wishful thinking. Only Ye Chengyang ran out holding the dog.
Ye Chenghu was playing with his dog in the yard with a stick. When he came back, he just looked up and ignored him.
When he came up to me, he just called me dad.
Ye Yaodong squatted down and glared at him, "I'm back, and this is your attitude?"
Ye Chenghu pouted and said nothing.
But Ye Chengyang let his cat out of the bag, "My brother was kept after school by the teacher, and was beaten by my mother when he came back."
He raised an eyebrow, "What did you do? And you got detention?"
"He kept poking people in the back during the exam..."
Ye Yaodong couldn't help laughing instantly, "Do you want an answer?"
"You are the only one who talks a lot and is good at talking." Ye Chenghu glared at Ye Chengyang.
Ye Chengyang was suppressed by his blood, and he squatted and moved back a step in fear, "Everyone knows!"
Ye Yaodong smiled and tapped Ye Chenghu's forehead, and took out a large paper bag of beans from his pocket, "Okay, it's not a big deal, everyone grab a handful."
"beans!"
The two brothers widened their eyes in surprise!
Where are the little emotions
Now all that's left is excitement.
"Ah! Dad brought us delicious food again."
Ye Chenghu took the lead and grabbed a small handful and put it in his pocket.
Ye Chengyang also grabbed a small handful with his little hands.
The two people's hands are really small, a small handful, really a small handful, they can count all the beads.
However, it's almost time for dinner, so just try a few. Otherwise, if you give them all to them, they will never be satisfied. Although he has a big bag in his pocket, it will cause sore throat, so children should eat less. Um... adults should eat more.
Ye Yaodong then handed the paper bag that was left by the two little ones to the happy old lady standing beside him.
"Put some in your pocket and chew it while listening to opera. It's quite delicious."
"Just give them something to eat..."
"I have some in my pocket..."
Ye Yaodong touched his pocket and looked around, but he didn't see Ye Chenghai and the others. This was a bit rare, because in the past, these kids would basically gather together to play after school.
"Where are your brother Ahai and the others?"
"They went to the beach to dig for crabs. Mom wouldn't let us go and told me to reflect on myself."
Forget it, no need to divide.
When Lin Xiuqing heard the sound, she just ran to the door to take a look, then went back to cooking with the spatula. Now that she had finished cooking, she freed her hands and ran out.
Watching Father Ye carrying bags of dried fish into the yard, she asked in surprise, "Why are there so many left? Didn't they sell them? Didn't the army want them?"
"I only want 300 kilograms first. If you need more later, I will call you. You should also pay attention. If I am out at sea and not at home, if there is a call for me, you should answer it and write it down for me."
"Okay, so you came back after selling without setting up the stall, right?"
"I put the products on display for a while, but after the early morning rush hour, it was hard to sell. I only sold one bag, so there was no need to put them on display any longer. I'll be back early today. I may have to go out to sea tonight. Today, the wind doesn't look strong, so the sea should be fine."
"Oh, then you'd better come back and rest early. You need to be fully refreshed before going out to sea."
"Um."
Father Ye moved the bags of dried fish he had just unloaded into the yard and told him, "Remember to move them into the house later..."
As soon as Ye's father finished speaking, everyone heard noises coming from the gate of the courtyard and the barking of dogs.
"Those bags you just carried in, are they dried fish?"
"If they can't sell it, are they pulling it back?" Several neighbors came over curiously.
"Ah? Yes, those were not sold out, so we brought them back."
There was no grammatical error in his words.
"Hey, if we had known earlier, we wouldn't have stayed longer today. Seeing that you guys had so many things drying in the sun, we thought we could sell them for more money."
"Yes, today we also brought back several hundred kilograms of frogfish. I heard that the dried ones would be more expensive and could be sold for more money. Oh, if I had known that they couldn't be sold, I would have just taken them back to the dock."
"Kill them all..."
Ye Yaodong was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He hadn't even started selling for two days and these people were already following suit. He didn't know if the rumor in the village had already spread that he had made a lot of money again.
He didn't explain. Anyway, it would take several days to dry them. Who knew if the troops would still want them? If they did, they could just ask the villagers for more.
One sister-in-law asked persistently, "Are all the dried fish you dried here? Or did you sell some?"
Ye Yaodong said honestly: "We sold a little bit, these are what's left over from today's sale."
"Hey, you! There are so many left. I guess you didn't sell many pounds today? It's not even enough for the bus fare..."
"Damn it, I don't know who told you that you made a lot of money drying fish recently..."
"It turns out that it was all just nonsense... I'm so angry..."