Chapter 252 Drunk
Yang Liansheng, who was thousands of miles away, had no idea that someone had tripped him up.
This time I gained a lot.
In addition to the originally ordered 2,000 kilograms of rice and 1,000 kilograms of sorghum rice, he also used his connections to sell a batch of refined flour to the account of the flour mill.
Although I earn less than working outside.
But at least the route is safe, fast and reliable.
After contacting the transport vehicle.
Yang Liansheng took the opportunity to rush to the northwest.
It’s a nice name but it still contains some useful information.
This task was completed early and no one in the factory urged him to finish it.
It was almost evening when Yang Liansheng arrived at Majia Village.
Night falls and the frost is severe.
Chen Yuanzhi was carrying firewood for the winter to the backyard, as it would always get damp if left in front.
A piece of firewood as thick as a wrist slipped through the gap.
Chen Yuanzhi didn't have time to look down.
A big hand caught it steadily.
The body is well-defined, fair and slender.
Chen Yuanzhi looked up along the hand and was immediately happy.
"Why are you back again, kid?"
Yang Liansheng stuffed the apple he was carrying into Chen Yuanzhi's arms, and took Chai Quan over with him.
"Isn't this a business trip? I'm still short of useful information, so I'll go to your village and take a look..."
"Good! The village doesn't have anything else, but it has a lot of dry goods!"
The summer sun was scorching, so they picked up a lot of dried mushrooms and bamboo shoots to dry in the sun, and every household had quite a bit of stock.
"Well, it's too late today. I'll go to the village and ask tomorrow..."
"Grandpa will ask for you tomorrow..."
Chen Yuanzhi looked at the dark blue in his grandson's eyes and knew that he hadn't rested well. He hurriedly urged him, "Hurry up, put the firewood in and go rest. Grandpa knows how to handle the rest, so he won't bother you..."
"Hmm..." Yang Liansheng yawned and responded vaguely.
I really didn't get enough rest after being on the road.
I can finally sleep soundly tonight.
…
"Mom, where are they going in such a hurry?" Zhang Beibei watched her neighbor Aunt Ge rushing out with a basket in her hand, looking excited.
asked curiously.
Fang Meilan rarely gets a rest.
She hung all the washed clothes on the pole and frowned when she heard that.
He wiped the water on his hands on his pocket.
"I'll go and take a look..." Is he going to pick up money?
Fang Meilan grabbed Sister Ge's arm.
Before she could ask.
The other party said excitedly, "Meilan, hurry up and take out the dried goods we dried in the summer. Mr. Chen's student is here. He is a buyer for the food factory and he really wants these things. At least he can sell them for a few dollars. You better hurry, otherwise there will be nothing left after they have collected them all..."
Fang Meilan was stunned.
He murmured, "Is it the kid with fair skin?"
"Yes, yes, it's him..."
"I won't talk to you anymore. I'll go first..." The neighbor aunt left in a hurry.
I’m afraid that if it’s too late I’ll lose out on the benefits.
Fang Meilan used to think that Yang Liansheng was just a good-looking man with a good family background, but she never thought that he was so capable.
He is also a buyer for a food factory.
This is a lucrative job.
What kind of extraordinary person must their family have missed?
Fang Meilan showed regret on her face, and as soon as she turned around, she was met with the stunned face of her little daughter.
"Yang Lian was born in the village?"
Fang Meilan nodded and said, "Hmm..."
The daughter had finally put the man down, and she didn't want to bring bad luck to him.
"You're collecting dry goods, right? I saved a lot last summer, let's sell them too..."
Zhang Beibei's attitude was no different from usual.
Only her pale fingertips could reveal the unrest in her heart.
It's been a long time since we last met.
It seems as if there is a gap between us.
Yang Liansheng stood in the bustling crowd.
The cold eyebrows and eyes glow like jade in the sunlight.
Red lips and white teeth.
Occasionally showing a little smile.
Just one glance and you'll be the focus of the crowd.
Zhang Beibei carried over a sack of dried bamboo shoots.
The strength on my shoulders suddenly loosened.
Yang Liansheng took over her goods.
He was stunned for a moment when he saw the girl's slightly red face.
He glanced at the weight on the scale and said, "Twelve pounds, one dollar and eighty cents..."
A stack of banknotes was handed over.
The man pressed his white fingertips on it and quickly pulled away when Zhang Beibei took it.
The girl said in a mosquito-like voice, "Thank you."
Yang Liansheng's profile was indifferent, and he said in a self-deprecating tone, "Next..."
She is no different from others.
Zhang Beibei felt bitter and unhappy.
The captain of Majia Village looked at the joyous villagers.
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