The train wasn't very big, but the back was packed full of radios, and their seats were similarly crammed with all sorts of clothes.
Everyone was excited as they looked at the overflowing goods.
Zhou Mingli gave the order, "Go back."
Brother Yu drove away from Guang City in high spirits.
Although their destination was Beijing, they had a lot of goods and Guangshi was far from Beijing, so they sold them as they went.
Looking for crowded markets, or temples that have just reopened and are packed with people.
These jeans cost a dozen yuan a pair wholesale, and you want to buy them? Forty yuan a pair!
Too expensive?
It's not expensive at all! These jeans would cost fifty or sixty yuan a pair in big cities!
Look at the stitching and pattern of this shirt, it's just so-so even with Dacron! Twenty-five for one, I'll give you a discount if you buy two.
Xu San was eloquent and quick-witted, and when it came to setting up a stall, he was very efficient.
He had already honed his skills by selling college entrance exam review materials.
Cheng Shaojun was also a shrewd man. At first, he couldn't do the hawking business, but as more and more people gathered around, he loosened up and learned Xu San's sales techniques. He was no slower than Xu San when it came to selling things.
Who told him to be a bit more handsome than Xu San, thus attracting more women's attention?
Zhou Mingli was selling radios.
His business is naturally not as good as clothing, but he still has a lot of customers.
People are not as poor as they used to be. They have money in their hands, and they can listen to the news and songs on the radio. Before television, this was the best home appliance.
One hundred and fifty-one units.
If you have a radio ticket, I can sell it to you for 130.
Brother, look at the stamp on this. It's from a big factory. Whether it's part of your dowry or betrothal gifts, this is one of the three essential items. It's very valuable.
Do you need two?
You have two sons? You're lucky, buddy.
Brother Yu kept an eye on the goods on the truck, listening to Zhou Mingli sell things and chat. His accounting skills were also quite good, and in no time, he sold about ten radios.
Brother Yu thought to himself, "I used to think that the second brother was taciturn and shrewd, but he never stood out."
I didn't expect him to be so talkative when it comes to selling things.
They set up their stall at the market for three hours and sold out all the goods they had brought. Brother Yu told them to wait while he went to buy eight lunch boxes.
Four people, two lunchboxes each, ate everything.
They each gulped down a large bottle of water before they felt alive again.
The three of them slumped into the car, and Brother Yu started the engine, saying, "Shall we continue?"
"good."
Brother Yu isn't good at selling things, and he's not good with words. He knows his shortcomings, so he just drives the car, watches the goods, and does whatever he can for them.
They sold along the way, and before the goods even reached Beijing, more than half of them had been sold.
The money bag went from one to two, containing ten-yuan and five-yuan notes. Every time they set up their stall, they would record how much they sold. Only after they sold everything would Zhou Mingli gather the money together, calculate how much he had earned that day, record it, and then tie the money together with a yellow rubber band and put it in the bag.
Seeing the money increase, everyone was happy even though they were tired.
No wonder everyone wants to set up a street stall!
It's so profitable!!!
As they traveled into the night, Zhou Mingli and the others took turns guarding the radios at the back.
It was Zhou Mingli's turn in the middle of the night.
He switched shifts with Cheng Shaojun, straightened his clothes, and sat in the car.
The further north you go, the colder it gets. It's already April, and the nights are still quite chilly.
He wasn't sleepy at all, realizing that almost three months had passed since he left home after the Lunar New Year.
I don't know how things are at home.
The surrounding wilderness was very quiet; even the slightest sound would be amplified.
Zhou Mingli was preoccupied with his own thoughts, but he was also keenly aware of his surroundings.
There was the sound of someone walking beside the car.
They installed a rain shelter in the back cargo area to prevent the radio from getting wet and damaged when they returned.
Only the rear of the car can get up now; the sides are blocked by canopies, so you can't see what's going on outside.
His eyes immediately turned cold, and he touched the knife and steel rod beside him, gripping the knife tightly.
But then they heard something cutting against the awning.
Zhou Mingli crouched low and held his breath as he walked toward the source of the noise.
Sure enough, I saw someone cutting the awning with a knife!
A large hole was cut in the awning, and someone reached their hand inside!
Zhou Mingli remained expressionless, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed down directly!
In a flash, blood spurted out!
"Ahhh!!!"
A scream!
The hand was quickly withdrawn, and the person cutting the awning had a huge wound on the back of their hand, exposing the white bone, with blood gushing out!
"Damn it! We've been spotted!"
"Xu San! Brother Yu! There's a thief!" Zhou Mingli's voice was louder than the other person's!
The people who were still sleeping in front were woken up by the scream. Hearing Zhou Mingli's words, Xu San cursed and was about to get off the bus when he heard Brother Yu say, "Don't get off!"
He started the car immediately.
Zhou Mingli didn't get out of the car. Since there was a thief, he might as well just leave!
Cheng Shaojun immediately looked outside and then gasped!
There must be eight or nine people outside!
"Can Second Brother manage with just one person in the back?!"
Brother Yu's face darkened. He didn't say anything, quickly shifted gears, released the clutch, stepped on the gas, shifted gears again, accelerated, and drove off.
Those people were still not satisfied and rushed to block the car, but Brother Yu not only did not stop, he sped up instead.
Those who are afraid of death naturally swerved to avoid the car, which sped up and quickly drove away into the distance.
Cheng Shaojun suddenly heard a noise behind him. He quickly tore off the piece of cloth that was in the way, picked up the flashlight next to him, and shone it over!
But then two more people got on from behind!
"Oh no! Second Brother is taking on two by himself!"
"What...what do we do?!"
"I'll drive the car a little further away, so they can't catch up, and then we'll go help Lao Er!" Brother Yu said decisively.
Cheng Shaojun immediately shouted to the back, "Second Brother, hold on!!"
"Second brother! You have to hold on!"
Zhou Mingli was getting annoyed to death by this person.
Why are you talking so much?
The two men were both holding sticks, and they attacked Zhou Mingli from both sides, striking him as if in a sneak attack.
One of the two accomplices lowered his voice and said, "As long as we kill him, we'll throw the stuff out of the car, and our men can pick it up!"
"good!"
The two men headed towards Zhou Mingli together, because he had a knife in his hand, and their first thought was to take the knife from Zhou Mingli's hand.
Before their hands even touched the knife, a blinding light shone on their faces, and both of them froze in their tracks—
Zhou Mingli seized the opportunity and kicked one of the men in the groin, causing the man to scream in pain and drop the stick in his hand to cover the man's most vulnerable area.
Seeing this, his accomplice immediately reached for his groin with his other free hand.
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