Two days later, Chu Yue's home welcomed a new guest.
Song Dashun was carrying a large bamboo backpack on his back and two baskets on his shoulders, both of which were filled with things. There were more than 100 kilograms of the freshest bamboo shoots in spring.
He was not from the compound, and the sentry wouldn't let him in.
Chu Yue walked out of the compound to pick him up and saw Song Dashun, a burly man, standing next to the sentry box, looking at a younger soldier at a loss.
Only after Chu Yue walked over and called him did Song Dashun relax a little.
"Comrade Chu, please register here." said the sentry, being quite respectful to Captain Lu's lover.
Chu Yue filled in Song Dashun's personal information. She was the one who would take him there. "Dashun, come with me."
Song Dashun said nervously, "Is this all right? Can I go in?"
Before Chu Yue could speak, the sentry at the side said, "Comrade Chu is the wife of our Captain Lu. She will be the one to take us in. Of course, you can go in."
Lu...Lu...Captain Lu?
Song Dashun's face was full of surprise. He was nervous even when he saw a small sentry. The highest military rank he had ever seen in his life was squad leader. He dared not even think about being a regimental commander.
So he never expected that Chu Yue, who had such a friendly aura, was actually the captain's lover.
"Doctor Chu, you are really...really not an ordinary person! Really extraordinary!" Song Dashun carried a shoulder pole and followed Chu Yue.
Chu Yue smiled and asked, "Du Juan didn't come with you?"
"She wanted to come, but the journey is too far. Her legs are delicate and she can't stand walking on the mountain roads for a long time, so I won't let her come with us." The rough man didn't feel embarrassed and told Chu Yue everything.
While the two were talking, they arrived at Chu Yue's yard.
Chu Yue opened the door and let Song Dashun walk in. "We're here. This is it."
It was Song Dashun’s first time to come to the compound and also his first time to see the houses in the compound.
These houses were newly built after the troops arrived. Unlike the yellow mud and wooden houses in the village, they not only look new but also solid.
Song Dashun looked at it carefully, without even putting down the carrying pole on his shoulder. His eyes were full of curiosity, but not envy.
Because as long as he works hard to make money, he will definitely be able to have such a beautiful house.
Chu Yue reminded him, "Dashun, put your things down, just put them in the yard."
"Okay." Song Dashun nodded repeatedly, noticing the small vegetable patch next to him, and asked curiously, "Doctor Chu, do you still grow your own vegetables?"
"The land is empty anyway, so it's a waste if we don't grow any vegetables. The vegetables we grow ourselves are fresh and can be eaten anytime, and they taste good."
"You're right! The ones you grow yourself are fresh and delicious."
Song Dashun nodded in agreement, very happy to find that he and Chu Yue had the same idea.
Chu Yue invited Song Dashun to sit in the house, drink a cup of tea and take a rest.
Song Dashun felt that he was covered in dirt and dust, and was afraid that he would dirty Chu Yue's furniture. Chu Yue knew that he was still nervous, especially after hearing that her lover was the head of the group.
In that case, I won't force it.
As Song Dashun came more often, he naturally became familiar with the place.
Chu Yue walked into the house and came out with a bamboo basket carrying a bunch of fluffy chicks. They were all white-feathered broiler chickens that had just hatched a week ago, and their chirping sounds were particularly loud.
"Dashun, this is the new breed of chicken I promised you."
Song Dashun could not stop smiling. He happily took the bamboo backpack and saw clusters of pale yellow chicks, like balls of fur. There were too many of them and there was not enough space for the chicks, so they were squeezed together inside.
Even a rough man can show his tenderness when he sees a furry little animal.
Song Dashun wanted to reach out and touch the chick, but when his fingers touched the chick, he pulled his hand back.
"Forget it, I won't touch them anymore. I'm very strong and it would be bad if I hurt them." Song Dashun grinned, and he became happier and happier as he looked at the chicks.
How can I not be happy?
The pale yellow furry little chick will turn into gold in the future.
Song Dashun also discovered a problem, "Doctor Chu, why are there so many? ... We agreed to have ten, but now there are already twenty."
"It's twenty," Chu Yue explained seriously, "When I asked my friend to buy them from the city, I accidentally bought too many. Now that I've bought them, I'll give them all to you."
"Give it all to me?" Song Dashun immediately reached into his pocket and said, "Doctor Chu, just tell me how much it is. I don't have much money with me today. If it's not enough, I will definitely make up for it later."
"No money required. I promised to give it to you, so it's yours."
Chu Yue didn't care about the small amount of money. Once the grocery store opened, making money would be easy.
Not only did she not accept the money, she even gave money to Song Dashun, "Dashun, how much did you spend on these mountain products?"
Song Dashun replied, "Not much, only three dollars and fifty cents."
After hearing this, Chu Yue was still shocked by the low prices in the mountains even though she was mentally prepared.
A bamboo backpack plus a load, with at least two or three hundred kilograms of things in it, only costs three dollars and fifty cents. No one would dare to think so.
Chu Yue went back to the house to get the money and handed it to Song Dashun, "Dashun, here's the money."
Song Dashun didn't dare to take it because it was a five-dollar bill. "Doctor Chu, it's too much.
Chu Yue said, "The three dollars and a half is your cost, and the other one and a half is your hard-earned money from the purchase and carrying it over so many mountain roads."
"No no no... no no no... You already didn't charge me for these chickens, so why should I charge you for this?" Song Dashun waved his hands repeatedly, and the burly man kept backing away.
Chu Yue simply stuffed the money into his hand, "You should earn this money. Look at those bamboo shoots, there is no soil on the roots, you cleaned them in advance, it's not like this when you collect them from the villagers, right? And those wild mushrooms, not only are they neatly arranged, but they are also padded with leaves underneath to prevent them from getting damaged. Are these all made by Du Juan?"
Song Dashun scratched the back of his head and said, "My wife said that if the wild mushrooms are flattened or broken, they won't sell for a good price and you'll lose money, so she told me to be careful on the road."
It was true. Only Dujuan could think of such a thoughtful thing.
"So this money is what you deserve. From now on, you collect one price from the villagers, sell it to me at another price, and I sell it in the city at another price. Everyone of us can make money. This is a virtuous cycle."
What Chu Yue said was so profound that Song Dashun only half understood it. However, he had no way of returning the last five dollars to Chu Yue.
The transaction between the two was completed smoothly.
After Song Dashun left, Chu Yue immediately put all the heavy mountain products into her personal space. It was light and would not spoil. She could go to the city early tomorrow morning and take them out when she arrived at the store. Even Ye Zhaodi would not notice it.
When Song Dashun left, his steps were particularly brisk. He did not carry the bamboo basket on his back but held it against his chest. Every step he took, every glance he took, and every listen to the chirping of the chicks was pleasant to the ears.
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