Under the scorching sun and carrying a bucket of chicken feet, Ye Yaodong was quite reluctant to walk.
It takes ten minutes to drive from their village to the town, but it takes an hour to walk. It was such a hot day that he was sweating profusely by the time he reached the road.
But it was difficult to wait for passing cars, so he could only walk and watch. Fortunately, he picked a taro leaf to cover the bucket when he went out, otherwise the chicken's feet would have been sunburned.
As I walked, I actually ended up in town without seeing any cars.
His legs are thin.
He simply sat down under the shade of a roadside tree to rest his feet, but unexpectedly, a tractor came rumbling up from behind him.
"Fuck, you didn't come earlier or later, and the tractor only showed up after I had already arrived."
Did God deliberately want him to walk
I'm so angry.
After drinking two sips of water and sitting for only two minutes, he patted his butt and stood up, walking straight to Hongsheng Hotel. It was only about 8:30 at this time, and I don't know if he had gone to work yet.
Forty years later, the Hongsheng Hotel is still in the same location, but it has been renovated to be more in line with modern people's aesthetics and more magnificent.
At that time, the Hongsheng Hotel seemed a little retro to him, but it was the best in the surrounding county towns. Some hotels in the county towns did not seem to have as big a storefront as the Hongsheng Hotel, and there were many things to do in the Hongsheng Hotel. After all, their town was a port town with many Taiwanese businessmen coming and going.
Ye Yaodong was wearing dusty clothes, wearing Liberation shoes and carrying a bucket. He did not feel inferior and walked in to ask. However, he was stopped by the security guard as soon as he pushed the door open.
After he explained the reason, the security guard asked him to wait at the door while he went to call the person in charge.
Unexpectedly, a well-dressed man came, took a look at his bucket, asked in doubt, "Buddha's hand?" and then turned around and left.
"Hey, wait, this isn't a Buddha's hand, this is a chicken of the sea foot!"
"What are sea chicken feet? Sea duck feet? Stop making trouble!"
Ye Yaodong glared at his back and sighed in his heart, forget it, it was a wasted trip. Instead of selling it as a Buddha's hand, he might as well take it back and eat it himself. He would also like to have a taste of what "seafood from hell" and "ham in the ocean" meant.
Just as he was about to leave with the bucket, he unexpectedly saw the door opened and a young man came out.
"Wait, comrade, are you selling chicken of the sea feet?"
Ye Yaodong turned around and saw that this was Hong Wenle, the prince of Hongsheng. Then he looked at the two foreigners who followed closely behind him. He was delighted. Here comes someone who knows what he is talking about!
"Yes, I risked my life yesterday to dig up a bucket of sea chicken feet, but in such a big hotel like yours, no one knows what they are."
The two foreigners behind him also came forward to look at the things in his bucket, and excitedly chattered a bunch of words that he couldn't understand.
He looked left and right, and could only tell from their expressions that they were quite happy. Hong Wenle was also communicating with them with a smile on his face, and the man who just looked like a nobody was also standing behind them, nodding and bowing.
He waited patiently, complaining in his heart: Damn it, can't you speak Chinese to him first? Talk about the price first? It's very hot under the sun, okay
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he walked under the eaves.
"Wait, don't go, I want this."
"How much is it? If the price is too low, I won't sell it."
"Whether it's money or not is not a big deal. I just didn't expect that in our small place, there are people who know about chicken feet of the sea, and you know a lot about it."
"It's okay. How much do you want to pay?" Ye Yaodong said calmly.
They are not of the same kind, so he doesn't expect any benefit from others. There is no need to please others. He just wants to sell this bucket of goods.
"The best ones are found on the rocky beaches of Spain, France and Portugal. The Orte Sea in northwestern Spain is the best place to produce chicken of the sea feet. I wonder if the chicken of the sea feet here are any good?"
Huh? What the hell
Ye Yaodong frowned and listened to him talk a lot, but he didn't say how much money it was, which made him very depressed.
"You'll know if it's good once you try it. Anyway, there's only so much. If you don't want it, I'll take it home and eat it myself."
"Ah, no, I want it, I want it, how much do you want to sell it for? How many kilograms do you have?"
"It's 5 jin 2 liang here, so I'll give you a discount. One jin is 20 yuan. Take these for 100 yuan. They will definitely cost more than this abroad."
He just called out a price. 20 yuan today is equivalent to 2,000 yuan in the future. He didn't know how much this thing was worth now. He only knew that in a few decades, this good quality thing could be sold for several hundred euros per pound.
The thing is that his item has been left overnight, so just name the price. He asks for a sky-high price and then pays back on the spot. This thing cannot be bought in the market. I just don't know if the young master of a wealthy family will bargain for it.
A hundred bucks or so is just a drop in the bucket for a rich family. These two foreigners seem to be his friends, and face is much more important to him than money.
He just spotted this point!
"Okay, give them all to me."
Hong Wenle simply took out the money, ordered ten big unity tickets for him, and then asked the person behind him to take it directly to the kitchen.
Ye Yaodong took it happily and said, "Thank you very much. You really know what you are talking about. Please clean the bucket and return it to me. Although it is not valuable, I will need to fill it with other things later."
"Okay, if you have chicken of the sea feet next time, send them over. If you have other rare items, that's fine too."
"OK."
Just give the money and everything will be fine!
Ye Yaodong walked happily down the street with a huge sum of one hundred yuan in his pocket. His heart was filled with joy and he didn't even feel the sun.
Seeing a fried pancake stall on the street, he bought one. After walking such a long way, the bowl of porridge he had eaten in the morning had already been finished.
I took a bite and it was fragrant, crispy, oily and delicious.
"Give me a glutinous rice cake too, and cut a hole in the middle for me!"
He wants to eat it with something between his legs, it tastes better.
"Fry a few more oil cakes for me, a few... 16."
They were 1 cent each, which is about 1.6 yuan. I had just made a huge sum of money, so I treated my family members to one each.
The family hasn't split up yet, so it's not good for just his family to eat it all. The other children will drool just looking at them. It's better for each of them to have one. It's just a bite and not expensive.
He wrapped everything in newspaper and put it in a clean empty bucket. He saw that the pastry stall next door was getting restless again.
A few days ago, the two packets of rice cakes were shared by the children, and his wife didn't eat a single bite. He remembered that she liked them very much.
I felt my pocket and bought one separately. I put it in the room when I got home and took it out after the child fell asleep!
He was very happy and looked at the shops one by one, trying to find a shop selling cloth, but what he saw were shops selling food.