"Thank you, Mom!"

A warm feeling rose in Wang Qian's heart.

No matter what, his parents will always stand behind him, becoming his strongest support.

In his previous life, however, he disregarded this family bond and abandoned his family to escape it all, ultimately causing his parents to die of depression under the torment of illness.

"It's cooked, let's eat!"

Lu Aihua handed him a bowl of white porridge.

As if afraid of burning him, she blew on it a few times before he reached out to take it.

"Mom, it's okay, I can do it myself!"

Suppressing the urge to burst into tears, Wang Qian forced a smile.

Just then, his father Wang Yuanguang's voice came from the other side, "Xiaoqian, you're carrying so many potatoes, you definitely can't carry them all by yourself. Let me go to the county town with you."

Wang Yuanguang seemed to have already packed his things, wearing a thick, patched cotton-padded coat and carrying a bamboo basket in his hand.

"Dad, no need, I can go by myself."

Wang Qian shook his head.

I was also somewhat moved.

He could tell that his parents were very opposed to his business.

But once he insisted on doing it, I was still willing to do everything I could to help him.

This is what makes parents so great!

"But with so many potatoes, you can't manage them all by yourself, can you?" Wang Yuanguang asked with a hint of doubt.

"Actually, I don't need to lift it myself; someone will help me carry it up and down!"

"Oh well!"

Since Wang Qian had already said that, Wang Yuanguang no longer insisted.

Next, he and Wang Qian worked together to lift their 300 jin (150 kg) of potatoes onto the tractor.

Adding the more than 900 jin we bought yesterday, we have a total of about 1,300 jin.

"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving now. Take your time digging the potatoes in the field, there's no rush!"

Not wanting his parents to be too tired, Wang Qian gave them this instruction before leaving.

After that, he finally drove the tractor to the county town.

Their village, Xieyang, is about 30 kilometers from the county seat. The provincial highway is still unpaved and is all dirt road. It takes more than an hour to get there by tractor.

If it rains or snows, it will only take even longer.

Fortunately, although the weather was cold, it hadn't rained in the past few days, so the roads weren't slippery. In an hour and a half, Wang Qian arrived in the county town with a truckload of potatoes.

The streets of the county town are bustling with vendors selling their wares, and people are coming and going.

They sell clothes and socks;

They sell all kinds of snacks;

They also sell various agricultural tools.

Among them, there are also many people selling potatoes at open-air stalls.

However, the quantities are all small, ranging from a few dozen kilograms to two hundred kilograms, and they are all sold in small quantities.

As for the price, it's basically two cents per pound.

This is the difference between county towns and townships.

In rural markets, people don't have to pay for transportation; they sell their goods by carrying them on their backs, and they usually sell them for only one cent per pound.

However, if the potatoes are transported to the county town by tractor, it will cost two yuan per person. If they are to carry an additional 200 jin of potatoes, an extra four yuan will be required for transportation.

Ultimately, whether they can sell out on the same day remains to be seen.

Therefore, in other people's eyes, someone like Wang Qian, who pulls over a thousand kilograms a day, is acting like a fool.

Of course, he wasn't bringing them in to sell in small quantities.

He found a spacious and conspicuous spot to stop, and immediately pulled out a sign that he had prepared beforehand, and stuck it above the carriage.

The sign reads:

Wholesale potatoes in bulk!

All he has to do now is wait patiently for the right person to come along.