Liang Tiezhu was doing ideological work for his eldest brother, thinking that he was so hungry that he could not afford to eat and almost wanted to be a gangster. His master took him on this road, and that's what he said.
With plausibility, there is the pride and glory of being a poor man.
Tie Zhu thought at that time: being a gangster is at best a petty slapstick violation of discipline, stealing some food in the east and grabbing some benefits in the west, people hate dogs. But... But at least it's not a matter of touching high-voltage lines. Speculation has made a lot of noise, and there are things that go wrong. At that time, the master was doing his ideological work "easily". Tie Zhu was brainwashed back and forth many times before he reluctantly accepted this "comfort", but in the bottom of his heart he still despised this shameful 's work.
As this job gradually became longer and more stable, the more people Liang Tiezhu met, the more he felt that what the master said was right.
When he saw the police officers who had captured a few majestic lords, but after a period of time came to his broken grain stall to buy a small bag of rice surreptitiously and go back, the complicated feeling in Liang Tiezhu's heart could not be described in words. At that moment, the line between right and wrong, good and evil suddenly became very blurred.
Tie Zhu, who has always been humble and existed like a mouse, began to face up to his unworthy work. He began to think that the master's words were very reasonable. It is not wrong to buy and sell food by himself. The price did not disturb the market, and every penny earned was his blood and sweat. He did not drag the society back and brought convenience to many people. He felt that his conscience could be a little better.
Not hearing the eldest brother's positive response, Tie Zhu paused and continued: "We are in the black market. To put it bluntly, the excess items from the Zhang family are transferred to the Li family. Those who have money use money to buy things, and those who don't have money to buy things with tickets. It’s not as rigid as a storefront, and there’s no need to wait in such a long queue. We even deliver it to the door in person, and I can’t find such a conscientious person with a lantern…”
Tie Zhu chattered all the way, and his words together were more than that bag of rice.
He Songbai was not impatient at all. He listened to the whole process, humming lightly from time to time, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Liang Tiezhu carried He Songbai all the way, and delivered the goods in the car bag by bag to the guests.
Some people are reluctant to show up to trade, and only tell Tie Zhu to hide things somewhere. Some people ran away with grain in hand when they met, while others stopped hurriedly when they received the grain, and told them "be careful". Facing all kinds of guests, they are treated differently.
But the joy of receiving food is the same.
He Songbai followed Tie Zhu into the city to deliver food, and then followed him to the countryside to collect food.
He borrowed a brother's bicycle in the city and followed Tiezhu all the way through the country roads. Speculation turned this work and it was not as profitable as outsiders imagined. The two of them were on the road from morning to night, and their legs hardly got any rest. After walking for dozens of miles, I barely received a bag of wheat and a bag of millet. After receiving the wheat, Tie Zhu would take it to the city to grind it into flour, and the millet had to be removed from the husks. I have to worry about every trivial matter, but after a few days, it is a batch of processed high-quality grain that is delivered to the guests.
When the sun went down, He Songbai followed Liang Tiezhu to put the bicycle aside and nibbled dry food against the roots of the tree.
Liang Tiezhu scratched his head embarrassedly, and said, "There should be a lot of grain during this time. I went home and was busy with farm work and delayed my work for several days. The harvest was a bit heavy the previous two days. There are a lot of piles in the cellar at home. It's not usually that small."
He "emphasized" that he was afraid that today's "dismal" business would hit He Songbai's enthusiasm for the black market.
He Songbai nibbled on the dry food and drank to his fullness from the gurgling stream flowing down the mountain. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "I know that."
"You don't need to explain."
Liang Tiezhu breathed a sigh of relief, and he said cheerfully, "I knew that my brother is not the kind of pampered person!"
When he is happy, he is easy to use the word "I", and the people in the city absolutely do not like the vulgar self-proclaimed name of the countryman. After receiving a lot of indifference, Liang Tiezhu began to gradually learn the way people speak in the city.
He Songbai wiped his sweat and said, "I'll take you to meet some people tomorrow. We don't need to send grain everywhere in the future, just collect grain."
Liang Tiezhu was a little surprised when he heard the words, but he quickly accepted it. He knew that Brother Bo was amazing, and he met many "brothers". Men are born to worship people with hard fists. He is just a little rascal who was rescued by Brother Bo on a whim. Before that, Shili Baxiang had already had his "rumours". According to legend, the fights were very fierce, and they didn't recognize them at all.
He Songbai said: "Tomorrow I will go to the black market to see if there are any used bicycles for sale."
There is no reason to rely solely on two legs for speculation, and there is no way to do it without a bicycle. Now that you have decided to embark on this path, the most basic tools must be prepared.
Hearing this, Liang Tiezhu hesitated for a while, "Do you want me to lend you some money first, collect enough money for the bicycle, and then return it to me after Brother Bo earns the money."
After all, buying a bicycle is not an easy task these days, and a bicycle can even change a daughter-in-law in the countryside. Liang Tiezhu's family managed to save some money, but it was still very difficult to buy another bicycle.
Liang Tiezhu is well aware of the importance of bicycles. When he first started this business, he saved a little bit of money, and it took a whole year to collect enough. A year later, he bought his precious "mount", the Golden Deer, and his speed of making money doubled. To measure whether a bad guy can make money, we have to see if he has a bicycle.
Without a bicycle, I can only earn some hard-earned money every day, which is tiring and adventurous.
He Songbai simply refused, "I have it, no need."
"Save your money for a wife."
Liang Tiezhu nodded, and after the two finished their "lunch", they said goodbye at the intersection at the head of the village.
Liang Tiezhu smashed it and said with nostalgia: "If my sister-in-law steams rice rolls tomorrow, Brother Bo will bring me a few!"
If he eats such delicious rice rolls every day, he must be eager to eat breakfast every day! How could he be willing to miss such delicious food.
He Songbai nodded invisibly, and had already walked a certain distance on a bicycle.
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When the sun went down in the evening, He Songbai returned home.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't ask much when she saw it. She brought out the dinner. Some time ago, she used sweet potatoes to grind them into a paste and collected the slurry to make translucent sweet potato flour.
Today she whipped up a big bundle of sweet potato flour to soak and it was delicious as a dinner. The soup base is boiled with loach caught by Sanya from the quagmire. The soup base is good, and it tastes beautiful.
Although the sweet potato thing is boring and disgusting, the sweet potato flour after further processing tastes completely different. Silver transparent, soft yet flexible and full of elasticity. Before it was dark, Sanya proudly ate a whole bowl of noodles. Because the most delicious loach in soup noodles was caught by her alone. The loach is fried and then put into the soup and stewed with the mushrooms. The loach is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the meat is delicious.
Loach that has not been cleaned is fishy and smelly, and the children in the village are all roasted and eaten. The roasted loach had a crispy fragrance that covered the fishy smell, barely enough to eat. But Sanya never thought that there is such a delicious way to eat loach. When she chewed the loach, her eyes like mountain grapes shone brightly.
Sister He is holding the sea bowl, but she can't get enough of it. Zhao Zhiqing's craftsmanship is really good!
He Songbai was also very happy to eat. After eating the sweet potato flour, he drank a drop of the soup, and his stomach swelled up. You must know that he has just eaten a steamed bun.
After dinner, He Songbai went to his grandmother's room.
He moved a small bench and sat beside the bed, and said to Granny, "I want to buy a bicycle and do some business."
Grandma got up from the bed in fright.
He Songbo paused and said, "Grandpa used to be very good at business, didn't he? I want to be like him."
Grandma wanted to slap Good Sun, but both hands were supporting her body and she couldn't pull it out. The anger on her face was uncontrollable.
He Songbai sighed and straightened Grandma against the wall.
He said softly, "Starve to death for the timid, and persevere to the death of the bold."
"I hope you have a better life. You used to be a rich wife and a big lady, but now you are down and you have to rely on other people's alms for a good meal. I don't want to let you be so miserable anymore, my grandpa must think so... " He paused and continued, "I'll be careful."
"I need money to buy a bicycle."
As he said that, he moved the table in the room, poked it hard with the knife, and dug out a brick. Three golden leaves and a small golden bean were stuffed between the bricks and the bricks.
He Songbai silently restored the brick to its original state, re-sticked it with clay and sealed it tightly, and moved the table back.
Grandma's tears suddenly fell, and the turbid tears covered an old face along the wrinkles and ravines.
He Songbai wiped her tears and said solemnly, "You have to trust the grandson you raised alone."
Grandma said: "Grandma is tired of living a good life, don't live a good life."
"Brother Bai, don't go, if you die, grandma will also die."
He Songbai heard the words and lowered his head, with blue veins floating on his fist.
He looked down at his grandmother's tearful eyes and said, "No one gets tired of living a good life."
"Too long in hard times will only make people lose hope."
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