The old man went home at night as if he were dreaming. If it were not for a few baskets of vegetables to bring back, he would have to slap himself a few times to wake up-a person's fate, of course, depends on self-struggle. But also consider the course of history.
The old man is in his sixties, and he has a few children, married and married, but there are only two remaining bachelors at home. He called his two sons at home to give a few words, and the next day he went to the village to find someone to borrow a boat.
Zhou Qingfeng broke into the time and space of the real world in the 1990s and settled in the ravine of Mawang Village. In the past two months, he has been familiar with Magnolia's family. The old man's family style is not bad, not domineering or stupid, just honest.
In the current year and month, you have to find relationships or spend money on everything. Zhou Qingfeng gave the basic start-up funds, and the old man went to build relationships. As long as the interests were negotiated, the enemy would be easy to talk.
A unified approach to the outside world is that the old man’s family bought vegetables from rural villages and villages and sent them to counties and cities to make money. In the current society, there are many people who are active in running individuals, and this reason sounds acceptable. Many people are indeed so rich.
On the evening of the third day of establishing contact, Old Man He and his two youngest sons rushed to Zhou Qingfeng, both pushing carts and carrying baskets. The two sides are not familiar with each other for the time being, and they can't meet and talk.
Zhou Qingfeng had prepared all the fifteen baskets of vegetables, unloaded the empty baskets, and piled the full baskets on the cart. The pallet is not big, so it has to be stacked in two layers and tied with a rope to fix it.
Old man He took his son to make a simple count, tied the flashlight to the scooter to follow the road, pushed the car and left. The three swaying carts returned to the village where Old Man He was. There was a river next to the village, and a fishing boat with a small motor had already stopped there.
There are battery-powered lights on the fishing boats. As long as the water is calm, you can sail along the river at night. The boat is not big, but stacking fifteen baskets for vegetables is a breeze.
The boat is from a small reservoir in the village and is powered by a 15-horsepower diesel engine. Diesel is cheap now, one liter more per block. But since there is no fish in the river now, the boat has been idle for a long time.
Old man He asked relatives for security and rented it out for fifteen yuan a day, and he could still use it after a little rest. The next thing is to start the motor, and the gasoline engine makes a sudden noise, which drives a small propeller to push the fishing boat off.
The boats traveled between the winding villages, along the way are ponds and fields. When you encounter a bridge on the river, lower the hull and go through the bridge. After sailing overnight, he entered the Tangjiang River that passed through Tianyang City before dawn and arrived directly in the urban area.
As the Tang River passes through the city, there are many dedicated piers in the urban area. A large number of living materials in the city are transported by Tangjiang. When the sky was dark, dozens of ships were docking one by one on the river.
Before coming, Old Man He had already set off for a special trip.
There are passenger terminals, freight terminals, and even vegetable market terminals dedicated to the shipment of vegetables, meat and poultry. There are vegetable vendors at the dock to pick up the goods. The common people in the city also know that the price of the marina market is cheap and the flow of people is very high.
Early in the morning, the market wharf was crowded and bustling. People in uniforms and armbands stood majestic at the pier, stamping taxes and invoices for all the cargo that docked. There are also people who don’t want invoices, so it’s cheaper to give money privately.
He obeyed the rules and paid the industrial and commercial tax personnel according to the transportation volume. After paying the tax, the person in charge of the terminal market ran to tell them to ship the goods there-arbitrarily selling is strictly prohibited, and offenders are fined.
On the way, the old man and his two sons were nervous. They farm the land all their lives, and occasionally go out to the village with their burdens. Selling their own vegetables and eggs counts as a long journey. They used to seldom go to town, but now they skip the town, cross the county, and run into the city.
As soon as he entered the urban area of Tianyang City, the old man's family was taken down by the row of concrete houses on both sides of the river. Dense wires spread across the city like a spider web, and there were more shops on the shore than they had ever seen in their entire lives.
If Zhou Qingfeng comes to see street buildings with different whitewashes, heights, and layouts, you will definitely feel a'strong historical atmosphere'. But in the eyes of Old Man He, this is extremely prosperous and lively, and it is not comparable to a rustic house.
The baskets for vegetables are transported to the pier and put down first in a place. He wanted to find a vegetable vendor to sell the vegetables. Vegetable vendors in the market generally have fixed purchase channels, and it is rare to find ways to deliver goods directly to the door like Zhou Qingfeng.
The old man's family didn't understand it, only when people in the city bought vegetables like this. When they first arrived, the only ones who didn't dare to make a fuss, they arranged the baskets in the marina market according to the regulations, and they could only wait for the buyers to come.
A dozen baskets of vegetables were unloaded, and soon a vegetable vendor came to see the goods. It's just that people who have seen it frowned and cursed, saying that all kinds of dishes are mixed together, which is impossible to collect-no.
These are all Zhou Qingfeng's pots. He was planting wildly in his vegetable field, and the skeleton'farmer' was also picking wildly. As a result, the old man and his family were patronizing and happily transporting them to the city.
No
This is really dumbfounded, the old man's family don't know what to do
There is absolutely no possibility that these dozen or so baskets of vegetables will be brought back again, and they must be sold even if they are cheaper.
Old man He asked his two sons to look at the food, and ran to find a vegetable vendor, hoping that someone could sell some more. The two sons were also panicked, standing in a corner of the vegetable market, guarding each basket in a daze, and they had to look at the boats parked on the pier.
But the vegetable vendor didn't accept it. Several aunts who were buying vegetables came over, picking and choosing among the baskets, "How do you sell this vegetable?"
Farm children can't do anything else, but farming and selling vegetables is a basic skill. They usually quote a price on the basis of "a few cents and a few cents". The price of the market in the village is naturally also how much it is now. They dare not report a higher price at all, for fear that no one will buy
The price is much cheaper than in the city.
An aunt picked up a bright cucumber and yelled with joy after hearing the offer: "Weigh it, how much is it?"
The old man's family didn't even mention the ones that were originally expected to be sold to vegetable vendors, so let's sell them on the basis of their roots.
When I heard about the sale of'roots', the lady who picked vegetables brightened her eyes. She immediately picked the three largest cucumbers, dropped 50 cents and ran away.
Not counting this run, the aunt turned her head to inform the neighbors she knew—a few hillbillies had arrived at the vegetable market, and the vegetables were good and cheap. Go buy it quickly, and they won't be able to buy it when they recover.
This one passed ten, ten passed one hundred, and the two brothers guarding the basket suddenly surrounded a dozen people, all of them buying like money for nothing. The two brothers were also Mongolian, and they did not expect this result. While sweating their foreheads, they quickly shouted prices to collect money.
All dishes are either on the'root' or on the'one', and even on the'ba'. Since it was not said at all, the transaction speed was rather fast. A group of grandpas and aunts first bought a large vegetable, and the rest of the poor sellers simply turned into buy one get one free.
There are hundreds of kilograms of vegetables in a basket, Zhou Qingfeng grows everything, and the varieties are extremely diverse. There are so many people who come to take advantage of it, and it takes less than five minutes to empty a basket. Next, another basket opened to continue selling.
After selling a few baskets, the two brothers sweated all over, their mouths were dry, and their hearts throbbed. Because the money they received in their pockets filled their pockets, they would not be able to count them for a while-they received them, and even their hands began to shake.
In the blink of an eye, the two brothers received forty or fifty yuan, which was almost half a month's income of the old man's family.
This is less than half an hour, and the money is so good!
The baskets were cleared one after another, and the empty baskets were stacked together, refreshing. There are more and more people coming to buy groceries-people are going crazy these days, and a lot of people come to grab a dime at a cheap price. What's more, the two brothers didn't understand the price when they first arrived, and they were almost half cheaper.
Old man He pierced his mouth in the market and almost knelt down to beg the vegetable vendor to buy it. Several vegetable vendors joined forces to keep the price extremely low, almost pulling away the dozen or so baskets of vegetables in a vain posture. How dare the old man agree, this product is on credit, but it can't be sold too cheaply.
As a result, more than an hour passed.
"Where are your vegetables?" Finally, a vegetable vendor agreed to purchase, and followed Old Man He to walk in front of the two sons, but the plot of stall was empty, with only a dozen baskets stacked on top of each other, and there were still some picks left on the ground. The rotten vegetable leaves.
The old man's two sons stood beside him stupidly, but didn't speak. The old man thought that the food he had brought was robbed, and his anger rose anxiously. He hurried forward to inquire, only to learn that..., they were all sold out.
"You will be fined for disrupting the market order like this, and the industrial and commercial tax will come to catch you and throw you redneckes into the police station." The vegetable vendor felt that he had been fooled and was so angry that he turned his face on the spot and yelled.
Only then did the old man really realize... that this vegetable business is really done.