The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

"How much are the shoes for my son?" The leather shoes are heavy in the hand. I don't know what kind of leather is used. The leather feels very comfortable. Especially when the thickness is worn in winter, it can be worn tomorrow. Dang around.

"One... more than one hundred." Yang Dongxu almost didn't spit out the price of more than 1,000.

This pair of leather shoes is real leather, not artificial leather, or cheap dog skin, cowhide or something. It’s rather good deerskin, the whole pair of shoes looks very tall, more importantly hand-made. If Xuanye knew a lot of strange people, there are no shoes made by old craft like two thousand dollars. Buy it everywhere.

"A prodigal son." Yang mother glared at her son, and then stretched out his hand to take the shoes from Yang's father: "Wait for the New Year and then wear it. Now wear it out and ruin things."

I originally wanted to wear it out tomorrow, and when someone asked how much the shoes cost, he spit out the figure of more than one hundred in a flicker. Now his shoes were robbed, and Dad Yang became a bit bitter.

However, it had just rained yesterday. Although Jishang was an oil road, other places were very muddy. Such good shoes are really bad practice to wear on rainy days. Wait until it's sunny and wear them out to show others.

After everything was packed, Mom Yang started cooking, although today she was not angry. However, his son must have pain, the most direct way to hurt his son, that is naturally to prepare a big meal.

Although Yang Jiayan raised his mouth very much, Yang Dongxu still felt that his mother's cooking was no worse than those of the master chefs, and it was a pleasure to eat.

The day before Yang Dongxu came back, there was a lot of rain, and the next morning when he returned, the snow drifted. I woke up early in the morning with my parents and brought things with me to walk the old man in the village.

Each of the seafood and nuts is divided into a bit, and when the things are delivered to the field, the whiteness has begun. Today, even if it is snowing, it will not stop the rural people’s enthusiasm for new year’s products.

Before the New Year, cutting two pounds of meat was already a fat year. In addition to pork, these other new years are also very popular in the past two years. Especially vegetables, no matter who gnawed a Chinese cabbage and green radish for a winter, when they saw seasonal vegetables like leeks, celery, and even cucumber, they couldn't resist the desire to buy.

So just after nine o'clock, Yang Dongxu's store was surrounded by the crowd. Selling vegetables This is what little grandpa wants to pay attention to. Previously, Yang Dongxu's small shop mainly sold daily necessities, pots and pans, oils, salt, sauce and vinegar.

There are no vegetable plots in the fields of rural people, so there is no market for vegetables in rural markets. But the anti-season vegetables grown in the greenhouse are obviously not in this rank.

A whole of four or four rounds of thousands of vegetables have been sold before half-noon. Especially for a bundle of celery, a family can get 20-30 pounds for a bundle. Just a dozen people buy three or four hundred pounds and go out like this. Even if there is no refrigerator in winter, there is no fear that the vegetables will be damaged.

"Uncle Chaonan and my uncle Bei didn't come to the market, celery? Celery is gone today, the next episode, the next episode you come over, I will keep it for you in advance, whether you want some cucumbers, tomatoes are also good... .." Yang Dongxu greeted the people who came to buy food while keeping accounts in his hands.

Wearing a Lei Feng hat, wearing a military coat, and stepping on the cotton shoes made by Yang Ma, if the skin is not a little pale, anyone sees this is an authentic rural baby with no adulteration.

When it was almost noon, the flow of people slowly stopped and the flow began to drop a little bit, and Yang Dongxu took the time to run back and drink some tea. At the end of the year, there were too many people rushing to gather, and more people were stuck here to buy food. My parents were responsible for weighing the vegetables. He not only had to pay the bills, but also watched people not carrying the vegetables.

Rural people are simple and honest, but rural women are also spicy and like to take advantage of small ones. A bundle of vegetables costs a few bucks. If you don’t look at some people who really carry the vegetables, you can’t give them money, so he connected to the toilet one morning. Have no kung fu.

I also happened to bring a lot of things that I brought back yesterday to my grandparents and my uncle’s family business. So my uncle took his aunt and took the children back to her mother’s house early in the morning. My sister and sister are going to look at the other stalls, so Yang Dongxu was tired that morning.

"How much did you sell?" Dad Yang took a sip of small wine, then pulled noodles into his mouth and took the time to bite a garlic clove.

There was no one left in the strike, and the grandpa and grandpa at the uncle's booth were closed. At the door of their house, the news that people who rushed to the market went back to Yangjiaji to sell vegetables, and a lot of people came, so Grandpa Yang Dongxu is busy now. Yang Dongxu and Dad Yang took the time to pad, and then went out busy.

"There are more than one thousand two hundred, if it is sold out, it should look like one thousand three four." Yang Dongxu glanced outside, and about one-fifth of the remaining dishes thought about the account that he had just calculated. .

"So much?" Dad Yang froze for a moment.

"How much does it cost to get these dishes?"

"More than nine hundred." Dad Yang said, and then he snorted a little wine, carefully looked at the outside and whispered: "So that we can make four or five hundred dollars after so many dishes are sold?" "

"It's a lot." Yang Dongxu nodded.

Although it is tens of millions or hundreds of millions of things to invest outside. But selling vegetables in rural areas can earn four or five hundred dollars a day, let alone now, and even after the income is not low. Now rural people can earn a thousand a year for good income, and a few hundred dollars for bad ones.

The current big pigs are only two dollars a catty, and at this time, the people feeding the pigs are really sweet potatoes, crushed straws and the like, and no feed is used. A big pig is fed for about seven or eight months before it is slaughtered. Two hundred pounds is an absolute big pig, which is only four or five hundred yuan. From this, it can be seen how the income standard of rural people is.

"Hurry up and go out later to unload all the dishes from the car. Let's take your little grandfather to the city again." Yang Daxu stopped drinking and urged Yang Dongxu to eat quickly.

Having made so much money at once, while excited, Dad's first thought was to continue to eat, taking advantage of this opportunity to earn more.

"Tomorrow will not meet again." Yang Dongxu took a bite and said vaguely.

Yangjiaji is just a small market. It only meets once every other day. Basically, it is only when there is more people in the market. There are no other people at other times.

"We will not pull to other markets to sell at this occasion?" Dad Yang snorted. Although he drank two or two liquors, his head was not at all stunned.

"At that time, I brought plastic cloth and went to the wholesale market in the city to get the food, and pulled it directly to my grandma's house." Yang Dongxu nodded.

The time of Yangjiaji's Fengji was in the same time as that of Ranmiao and Wuli. The small town would definitely not be able to compete with the big one. It was a good meeting. Therefore, there is no meeting in his house, it is precisely the time when the grandmother Ran Temple meets.

"Hurry up and eat." Dad Yang thought the idea was good.

There is no direct oil road from Yangjiacun to Ranmiao. After a few kilograms of vegetables under such heavy snow and dirt roads are stuck, you can finish it. Entering vegetables from the city and going directly to Ranmiao can save a lot of things.

"Are there any dishes over the wholesale market in the afternoon?" Yang Dongxu asked with a noodle hula.

"This..." Dad Yang, a little excited in his heart, couldn't help but stunned. "The food should be there, but most of it is estimated that the rest is not fresh."

It was a coincidence when I went to the wholesale market yesterday. It happened that a large truck arrived late on the road, so he caught up and pulled back a cart of fresh vegetables.

If you want to make a good meal, you won’t be able to go in the afternoon. You have to get up early in the morning and wait at the wholesale market at four or five o’clock or even two or three o’clock. Almost exactly caught up with the morning market in Fengji.

"Will you go early tomorrow?" Yang Dongxu said.

"It can only be so." Dad Yang nodded a little disappointed, a lot of money, can only see that there is no way to make money and have to wait until tomorrow, it is estimated that he can't sleep well today.

After eating, I was busy for a while, and finally left a la carte, Ma Yang picked some good neighbors and gave them away, and left a little at home. Once the other big pot was cooked with pig food, it was also considered Give the two pigs at home improved food.

"Xuzi, Xuzi come out quickly, your uncle fights with others." Finally, he was busy with his work, and Yang Dongxu didn't want to go out when he was cold. He just wanted to sit in the bed and waited for dinner. He heard outside. Someone called himself.

I didn't have time to put on my shoes~www.ltnovel.com~Yang Dongxu ran downstairs: "What fights with people?"

"Xiaodongzhuang, your uncle and Xiaodongzhuang's people fought, and Dad (Yang Dad) all took them over." Daliang said quickly.

Xiaodongzhuang is on the east side of Yangjia Village. There are not many twenty or thirty households in the village that are not far from the two or three miles of Yangjia Village.

"How did you fight?" Yang Dongxu shouted and watched the little girl who was watching TV on the door, and then lifted her shoes and raised her shoes while walking to ask Daliang.

"I don't know. Xiaowu said that the uncle was beaten. Let me come back and call someone. His door is there to help." Dayang couldn't say why.

After Yang Dongxu went to Yanjing, Xiaowu became the king of the children in the village. Those who went down to the river to catch fish and trees and pulled out birdhouses were not crazy with a group of little farts.

It’s not too much winter, it’s still snowing. A group of fifteen-six children are not staying at home, and Yangjiacun seems to be unable to put them down. It didn’t take long for lunch here, so they went to Xiaodongzhong, originally They wanted to call Yang Dongxu, the former boss together, but they didn't call Yang Dongxu when they were busy.

A group of half-big boys strolled around watching the dogs estrus in the field and hit the seedlings, ready to wait for them to stick together before going up to make trouble, and saw that the uncle Yang Dongxu's family who had returned from their mother's family had a conflict with the people in Xiaodongzhuang. Xiaowu took a group of people and ran to help quickly, let the "second-hand leader" Daliang run quickly to come back and call people.

As soon as he left the village, Yang Dongxu saw a group of people not far away ran to Xiaodongzhuang, hula la dozens of people. Yang Dongxu also worried that his uncle would not suffer a loss in Xiaodongzhuang, so he greeted Daliang and ran quickly.

Da Liang, who was originally running back, gasped and yelled at the back to wait for him, clenching her teeth and chasing desperately.

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