Ying Han was just looking forward to it. They arrived at the county town around ten o'clock in the morning. After getting off the car, Ying Han separated from them without saying a word. He found a secluded place, moved the lychees, apples and red dates out, put them in two baskets, and covered them with cloth.

Ying Han didn't know where to go, so he wandered around with two heavy baskets, thinking of going door to door to sell his goods like he did in town.

Because it was too heavy, she didn't walk far and just squatted down on an inconspicuous roadside.

Most of the people passing by were wearing workers' clothes. On their chest pockets were printed the words "factory", which made it clear which factory they worked for.

There are also many city dwellers who are not workers who wear clothes without patches. No matter what kind of clothes they wear, there is visible pride on their faces.

She didn't know how many people had passed by her, but Ying Han finally put aside her pride and looked at the polite person coming from a distance. She thought he should be easy to talk to. She cleared her throat and said with a smile, "Comrade, I have some fresh fruit here. Do you want any?"

Ying Han didn't know that he suddenly appeared, with such a big red spot on his face and his voice was so soft, which scared the person so much that he almost fell down.

Fortunately, Ying Han was quick-witted and quickly helped the man, saying sorry repeatedly.

"Oh, I was so scared, you...ugly girl, what did you want to do? You scared me so much that I became sick. You are responsible for it."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The gay man glared at her, snorted disdainfully and walked away.

He hit a wall as soon as he opened his mouth. Ying Han sighed and prepared to change places.

"Hey, little comrade, is this fruit from your own garden?"

Ying Han, who was about to leave, looked around but didn't see anyone, thinking he was hallucinating.

"Hey, the red-faced comrade, I'm talking about you."

Blushing? Isn't that her? Ying Han stared for a long time, but the people passing by didn't even bother to look at her.

"Look up, I'm behind you."

As a result, Ying Han turned around and looked up. It was a residential building in the community behind her. A boy was smiling at her from outside the window.

"Are you calling me?"

"Yes, I asked you if those fruits were grown at home?"

Ying Han nodded slowly, I guess so.

"Wait for me."

The boy said something and ran to her side in less than two minutes.

He was wearing a light blue T-shirt and black trousers.

I came up and rummaged through her two baskets. "Well, it looks good."

After saying that, he smiled at her and said, "Little comrade, you are quite brave. You dare to sell things on the street in broad daylight."

When Ying Han heard this, he thought he was..., and quickly picked up the basket and tried to run away, but the man grabbed the basket and said, "Hey, why are you running? I'm not one of those people."

"What...what do you want to do?"

"I'm from the supply and marketing cooperative down the street. I think your stuff is good. Would you like to sell it to me?"

Ying Han was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't believe it and said, "You said you want to buy my fruit?"

"Well, if the price is reasonable, I'll take it." The man said nonchalantly.

"Lychees and apples are five cents, and red dates are ten cents."

"There are too many lychees on the fork. Please weigh them. Please give me some. I'm going to take them all from you at once. This is all you have. If there were more, I could take a hundred pounds at a time."

When Ying Han heard this, his eyes lit up. "Comrade, can you really ask for a hundred pounds?"

"Bang, you still can't do it?"

"I have it. Once we agree on a price, I'll go get it for you."

"You really have it?"

"Yes, I have not only fruits, but also rice and millet."

When the man heard this, he was stunned. He didn't expect to meet such a big boss today.

He looked around, then walked forward, holding a basket in one hand and pulling Ying Han with the other.

Seeing this, Ying Han quickly picked up the other one and followed him.

"Red-faced comrade, do you really have it?"

Ying Han frowned and said, "I'm not Red Face. Please just call me Comrade."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, comrade, I wanted to ask you, is there really rice?"

"Yes, how much do you want?"

"One thousand pounds, right?"

"Yes, I have 2,000 kilograms of rice and 3,000 kilograms of millet."

The man was stunned. "When will it be available? I want them all."

"It's available today, but you have to wait for me for half an hour. Go get it yourself by the woods at the intersection ahead. I can't bring it to you."

"Okay, no problem. I'll give you 100 kilograms of each of these fruits."

The man said this and took her into the supply and marketing cooperative where he worked.

It turned out that the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was his father, who also worked here. He happened to be on vacation today, so he glanced out the window and happened to see the things in Ying Han's two baskets.

I thought she grew the crops herself, but it turns out there is a way.

Ying Han sold two baskets of fruit to the supply and marketing cooperative. Lychees and apples were sold for four cents per pound, and red dates for eight cents.

After coming out, Ying Han hurriedly picked up the basket and trotted to the place where she got the things, entered the space, and moved out the rice and millet that had been recently milled.

She obtained these thousands of kilograms of food through hard work, which was not easy.

Although grinding is not tiring, sorting the rice bran is also very tiring.

It would be great if this man was not cheating on her, but she also said that money comes in return for goods.

After waiting anxiously for more than twenty minutes, the man came with two people in a tricycle.

"Comrade, let's inspect the goods first."

"Okay, you guys take a look."

Ying Han didn't expect them to be so professional. He used the long poke to poke the sack. After bringing out some rice, the man showed it to the visitor, who nodded.

She has passed the test.

The sack weighed about 200 kilograms. They were moving very fast, probably because they were afraid of being discovered.

"Comrade, count the money. Rice is 600, millet is 1800, and fruit is 16 yuan."

They were given 30 cents for rice and 60 cents for millet, and they didn't make much money at all from fruit.

Ying Han looked at all the fruits and felt it was such a pity that he only sold them for so little money.

Ying Han counted the large stack of money twice, and when he was sure it was correct, he nodded.

The man smiled and said, "Young comrade, I can sell all this fruit in two or three days. Whenever you come, you can go directly to the supply and marketing cooperative. I guarantee that I can still get you all this supply. Also, don't take this food to H Market. H Market will not only charge you a head fee, but if they catch you, you might be put in jail. They caught quite a few people there a few days ago."

Ying Han blinked and thought to herself that this man must be afraid that if she went to H City, she would no longer be able to do business with her and that he would lose such a good product.

Ying Han smiled silently and nodded.

After this business is done, she won't come back a second time. The mark on her face is too obvious. If she is accidentally reported, it will be no joke.

After taking the money, Ying Han quickly moved her "position", fearing that someone with bad intentions would follow her, so she walked very fast.