Zhou Tiesheng was not surprised that he was recognized. His height was extremely conspicuous no matter where he was, and it was difficult for people not to recognize him.
"We, we are not here to cause you any trouble." Zhou Tiesheng was a little embarrassed.
Song Yun chuckled, "I know."
Zhou Tiesheng realized it later and laughed, "Why would we bother you? You're almost asking for death."
Song Yun smiled and said nothing, which was considered as her agreement.
Zhou Tiesheng took two sacks from behind him, which were full of things.
"This is what my second son Jingen and I picked in the mountains. I saw these herbs in your backpacks when I came up. After picking them, I asked the barefoot doctor in our village and learned how to prepare them from him. I have prepared them for you to see."
Song Yun took the sack, opened it and took a look. Wow, it was full of herbs. They were the most common and most used types. They seemed to be well prepared. She weighed them and found that the bag was at least thirty or forty kilograms.
"Are you planning to sell these herbs to us?" Song Yun asked.
Zhou Tiesheng quickly waved his hands. "No, no, no, I'm not selling this to you. This is a gift from us. First, we want to express our apologies for our previous mistakes, and second, we want to thank you for the pork you gave us last time. It helped us through a difficult time. These were picked from the mountains without much effort, and you could use them. This is our small token of our appreciation."
Song Yun looked at the old man.
The old man took another sack, opened it and took a look, then nodded, "It's well made and can be used."
Song Yun knew she wouldn't steal from others, so she did some math in her head and said, "These herbs are bought at the purchasing station. The ones you've prepared are at least 20 cents per pound. You have about 70 pounds here. Based on the purchasing station's price, I'll give you 14 yuan. Is that okay?"
When Zhou Tiesheng heard Song Yun say that she wanted to give him money, he was not moved at all and immediately waved his hand, "No, no, no, this is what the three of us brothers discussed. We picked it specially for you. No money is required, really no money."
Zhou Laoer and Zhou Jingen also waved their hands frantically, "Yes, yes, yes, we really don't want any money. We picked them specially from the mountains to give to you. Just don't blame us."
Song Yun and the old man exchanged a glance, and the old man said, "Well, for these two bags of herbs, we'll give you the money for one, and the other bag will be your token of appreciation. If you're okay with it, it's fine. If not, just take it. I don't want a single herb."
Zhou Tiesheng was a little afraid of the old man, afraid that he would really turn against him and leave, so he could only nod.
Song Yun gave the money and said to Zhou Tiesheng, "When you have time, you can pick more of these herbs, prepare them, and sell them to the purchasing station, or sell them to us. It's up to you. We'll pay you the market price."
Zhou Tiesheng hurriedly said, "I want to sell it to you." The people in the purchasing station would look at the customer's needs and treat them differently. If they sold it, a product that was clearly worth one dollar would only be given fifty cents, or even less.
Song Yun nodded. "Okay, we're not strangers to each other." She took out a few more herbs from her backpack and gave them to Zhou Tiesheng. "We need these too. Take as many as you can. Pick them according to the instructions and don't make any mistakes. We'll process them and send them to you. The price will be based on the market price. We won't treat you unfairly."
Song Yun gave the address and name of the military district family compound and asked him to deliver the goods directly to the compound and let the soldier at the guard post notify her.
It turned out to be a soldier from the military district. No wonder he was so skilled. Zhou Tiesheng's respect for him grew even stronger. He grabbed two sacks and said, "Let me pass some on to you. You have too much stuff. I won't take any."
Song Yun was about to say no, but Zhou Jingen quickly said, "We just rented a donkey cart today. It's more convenient to take a donkey cart."
Okay, it’s a nice gesture.
So the three of them got on the donkey cart again, traveling more than thirty miles from north to south. It was slower than the bus, but they were more confident. They didn't have to squeeze with the people on the cart, nor did they have to worry about those people on the cart reaching into their baskets.
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