The white fish belly appeared in the east, and the elders and aunties in the community had already gotten up and started doing morning exercises. Vendors also rushed from the countryside to the market to sell vegetables and fish. Soon, several older people gathered around and asked about the prices.
"Sister, do you still have some green onions and coriander at home? If you don't have any, I'll get them here for free!"
"That being said, it seems like we really don't have any cilantro at home. Boss lady, how do you sell your leeks?"
"It's still the same price, it's two yuan a pound, but it's one yuan and a half here, and they're all just picked up in the morning. Do you think they're fresh?" A vegetable seller in the market looked unassuming, but she entertained her very enthusiastically.
A plastic bag was handed to Zhang Cuihua, who had just asked about the price, and then continued to entertain an old man standing aside, hesitating whether to buy it here or elsewhere, "Uncle, what do you want to buy? They are all the freshest vegetables.
, I just got the goods this morning!”
The proprietress doesn't have any tricks or gimmicks in her speech, she's just truthful. But she's very enthusiastic and makes everyone who passes by to buy groceries willing to stop and take a look. As long as the price is reasonable, they're willing to take some back.
"I heard that your green onions and coriander are free? Can you get them for free?" His back was a bit arched, and he was holding a nearly finished cigarette in his hand. He was well-dressed. Although he was not very fashionable, he was clean and without creases, and his eyes were filled with semen.
An old man who looked to be in his early sixties looked at the dazzling array of vegetables inside and smiled slightly.
"Yes, as long as you buy my vegetables, I will give you a handful of green onions or coriander. Uncle, what do you need?" The landlady always kept smiling and her enthusiasm remained unchanged.
"I think the strawberries are quite juicy! How much does one pound cost? I don't know if they are sweet or not. Can I try them?"
The old man picked up a box of uniformly sized, moist, and red strawberries and asked.
"Right now, strawberries have just come on the market. They sell for 21 pounds outside. At my house, they sell for 161 pounds. But they are a little sour. They are sweet and sour. I don’t know if you like them, sir? Anyway, there are often little girls there.
I bought it at my house and it tastes pretty good!”
"A bit sour?! That's still sour. I don't like eating things that are too sour!" The old man was just about to pick up a strawberry and put it in his mouth to taste, but after hearing what the landlady said, he quickly put it back.
When the lady boss saw this, she was not disappointed. She continued to smile and introduced other fruits to the uncle, "Uncle, why don't you look at the other fruits? This mango is very sweet! You can buy a few and take them home to try!"
"Bring me a box of strawberries. I'll take it back and give it to my daughter to try. Maybe she likes it. Give me a handful of coriander. She likes to eat wontons with some coriander." The old man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and used it.
He stepped on it, then checked the pocket inside his coat, took out a handkerchief, opened it carefully, and looked at the landlady, "Boss, how much do strawberries cost?"
"Uncle, the total is twenty-two yuan and sixty cents." Pressed the reset button, placed the strawberry on the electronic scale, looked at the weight on the electronic scale, and then tapped the calculator, "Just give it twenty-two!"
"Put it all together, twenty bucks for the boss lady!"
"It's really not profitable. Okay, just twenty!" The proprietress frowned slightly, blinked her mouth, pretended to be helpless, put a small handful of coriander and the strawberry box into a plastic bag, and handed it to her with a smile.
The old man took the twenty yuan and said, "Please remember to come back next time."
"Boss lady, this box of strawberries only costs 20 yuan. I bought it at the supermarket yesterday and it cost 30 yuan. It's not as big as you. I think you're 20, and you probably don't make much money. You even got cilantro as a gift. Now the cilantro is 10 yuan."
A few yuan per catty, this small handful is probably worth a yuan, you will die if you don’t pay!"
After the old man left, Zhang Cuihua and the landlady whispered.
The proprietress took the leeks and blinds from Zhang Cuihua's hand and put them on the electronic scale. "It's a lie to say that you don't make money. It's just that you make less money! By the way, sister, I saw you setting up a stall in front of the kindergarten in our community last night, and we surrounded you.
There are so many people here! It seems to be called 'My Pickled Fish'. When I was picking up my eldest grandson, I passed by it. The smell made me salivate, but there were so many people that I didn't come up to take a closer look. What was being sold?
?”
"I just took it over from a young man yesterday. My son-in-law and my daughter divorced a while ago. We are taking care of my granddaughter. This is not the granddaughter going to kindergarten. I am usually fine. I keep looking for something to do. I saw that a new one just opened
The fish fillet stall has been doing well. I didn’t plan to take it over. I just wanted to discuss cooperation with the young man. I introduced him to the business. Unexpectedly, the young man transferred the stall to me in the end. I had never seen this before.
The food tastes good, and the response from many customers is also good! It seems that investing in this fish fillet stall is the right investment." Zhang Cuihua talked about the 'My Pickled Fish' stall that she just took over yesterday, her face was filled with happiness, just like opening the
The chatter box is full, and there are endless topics to talk about.
"My family also sells fish. I don't know what kind of fish you use. If you buy it from my store, I can give you a cheaper price!" The proprietress seemed to have discovered a big customer and introduced the fish to Zhang Cuihua with great interest.
"The grass carp I use is what we call bastard here. But my fish fillets are provided directly by the young man. I don't know what ingredients are put in it. It's not good to use it without permission!" Zhang Cuihua was a little hesitant. In fact, she
I am also a little excited. After all, if I buy the main materials myself, I will earn more.
Are you doing business? Who doesn’t want to make more money?
"The fish is not just like that, as long as the taste is about the same. If you buy fish at my house, I will fillet the fish and give it to you, and I will also marinate it for you. After all, I also work with the boss of Taixiang House
I know him, and he knows a few tricks. How can a young man catch up with the level of the chef at Taixianglou? I won’t charge you a processing fee! I’ll deliver it directly to your home.”
"Then how did your bastard sell it?"
"If someone else weighs twelve pounds, how about giving it ten dollars to you? I can weigh it in front of you. If you are anxious, I will kill it for you later and have someone send it back to you."
"Well, let me take a look at the five items first!" Zhang Cuihua struggled in her heart and hesitated, but finally bought the five items.
Seeing that a big deal was concluded, the landlady was very happy and hurriedly went to catch fish.
...
"Dong Ting, it's already dawn! You haven't slept all night, so you'd better go get some sleep. Your body won't be able to bear it!"
Looking at Guo Dongting, who had cried all night and had swollen eyes, Yang Yunzhi felt uncomfortable in her heart.
Although I have only known the Guo brothers and sisters for a few days, I still like them very much. I also sincerely admire them for being able to support themselves at such a young age without relying on the help of others.
In today's society, children of their age are always looking to their parents for food and clothing, and they are even picky. But they are different.
"Sister Yunzhi, do I have a bad attitude towards my brother on weekdays? In order to keep me well fed and clothed, he still tries to find ways to make money every day. Not only do I not know how to cherish him, but I also often find fault with him.
It's my fault, I'm too willful." As she said that, Guo Dongting couldn't stop tears from flowing out of her eyes, and she kept hitting her mouth with her hands.
"Nothing will happen to Dongyin, he has his own destiny! He will be fine..."
I wanted to comfort Guo Dongting, but I really couldn't imagine what would happen if Guo Dongyin and the others went deep into the woods. I couldn't help but swallow a little harder, pulled Guo Dongting over, and hugged Guo Dongting into his arms, "Your brother too
I don’t want you to do this to yourself. He works hard every day and finds ways to make money. Isn’t it just to let you have a good life and a warm home? Even if your brother is not here, you have to continue to live, you know?”
"Meow"
Dahua also came to Guo Dongting's side and rubbed her furry head against Guo Dongting's body.
"I'll sleep with you for a while, maybe they'll be back soon!"
...
The sunlight shines through the glass into the house and shines on the faces of the five grown boys, making them warm and comfortable.
Stretching comfortably, Guo Dongyin sat up from the sofa with sleepy eyes. He couldn't remember when he fell asleep last night, but everything that happened last night was still vivid in his mind, as if he thought of something.
He quickly took out the pages of the manuscript he picked up last night from his arms.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar manuscript, Guo Dongyin sat there in a daze.
1.What is a life-changing agent?
2. Is the Journey to the West actually a big conspiracy?
3. Reiki practice is not the right path, but a path of no return?
4. Xu Baibai and Sugar Baby mentioned in the manuscript, and who actually wrote the manuscript?
His mind is filled with these questions. If it were not for the miraculous workmanship mentioned in the manuscript, Guo Dongyin would not care about these manuscripts and would only regard them as ordinary experimental manuscripts. But if there is mention of miraculous workmanship in them, then this manuscript is worthy of his own
To pay attention.
Now we can only wait for the other four people to wake up and ask them how much they know. After all, they are the natives of this world and they must know more than me, a sojourner who came here halfway.