"Okay, then it's settled. Welcome to take care of my business in the future."
"Okay, sure!"
After the two of them exchanged money and goods, Brother Qiao enthusiastically found a hemp rope and helped Shen Xiaobei tie the backpack to the back seat of the bicycle.
Shen Xiaobei pushed his bicycle and rushed to the farmers' market.
She used white sugar, rock sugar, cloth and other things to barter and successfully bought three hens. She also bought a small bamboo cage that could hold the three hens.
Because this time, she needed to take out a lot of things from the space and pretend that they were all bought during this trip to the county town.
So it is not convenient to carry it in one backpack.
After buying the hens, she also bought alkali and scales needed to make preserved eggs and sell cold dishes. After buying everything, she prepared to ride her bicycle back.
When he was in middle school and high school, Shen Xiaobei always rode a bicycle to and from school, and his cycling skills were quite good.
She hadn't ridden a bicycle for many years, and this bicycle was a 28-bar model, larger than the ones she had ridden when she was in school, so she practiced for a while on a less crowded and flatter road in the county town before officially riding back to the commune.
There were many bumpy sections along the way to the commune, and the three hens in the bamboo cage were so shaken that they cried several times.
Judging from the sun, Shen Xiaobei arrived at the commune around noon.
She stopped on purpose and pushed her bicycle around the two streets of the commune. At this time, there were still a few people selling vegetables and fruits in the hot sun.
She looked around, then walked over to a watermelon stall and asked, "Auntie, are your watermelons sweet? How much are they?"
"Girl, my watermelons are only 5 cents a pound, and I guarantee they're all sweet!"
"5 cents a pound, I'll buy two!"
Shen Xiaobei then parked his bicycle nearby and squatted down to pick a watermelon.
While choosing, she pretended to chat casually with the stall owner: "Auntie, I heard that there are more stalls in our commune in the morning, right?"
"Yes, there are more in the morning. I came out to set up the stalls once this morning. I have to go to work in the fields in the morning, and now I am here to set up the stalls again after work."
"Oh, Auntie, you have to work and set up a stall at the same time, don't you think it's hard?"
"What's so hard about earning a little money? Farmers aren't afraid of hard work! The only thing I'm afraid of is working hard in the fields for a year and still not having enough to eat or earn enough to pay for my children's tuition. That's what I call hardship!"
"Auntie is right. It's fun to earn some money even if it's hard work!"
"you do not say!"
"Auntie, you're going to work in the fields this afternoon, right?"
"Yes, I just come here to eat and rest. Luckily, I live nearby, so the trip doesn't interfere with my work points in the fields."
"Haha, that's great, I've taken care of everything!"
Shen Xiaobei picked out two watermelons and asked the aunt to weigh them. Then he took out a total of 65 cents for the watermelons from the space and handed them to her.
I set up my stall twice a day and it’s open both times.
When the aunt received the money, she smiled with wrinkles on her face and asked Shen Xiaobei to come and patronize her next time.
On the way back to Baiju Brigade from the commune, Shen Xiaobei found a deserted place and took out a bottle of soda, a pancake and a bowl of spicy hot pot from his space for lunch.
After eating and drinking her fill, she took out another 300 duck eggs from the space and put them in her backpack, preparing to start making preserved eggs in the evening.
Then he took out some meat and vegetables to make cold dishes, as well as the necessary seasonings. Finally, he did not forget to take out some tableware, sorted them out, and put them all into the backpack.
When we returned to the educated youth site with these supplies, everyone was still taking a nap in their rooms.
"Ding-ling-ling—ding-ling-ling—"
Shen Xiaobei had a mischievous smile on his face and deliberately pressed the bicycle bell several times in front of the main hall. This kind of crisp and sharp sound had never appeared in the educated youth point.
Fan Huifang and the others were all woken up and came out of the room one after another with some curiosity.
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