Chapter 30 This rice is not bad
No matter how unprofessional Shi Qingqing is, she still has eyes.
This is the 30% new appearance...
This area is considered a fishing village. Even if it is a small unpowered boat, if it is worth the price, the locals can find professionals to modify it, provided that the boat is durable and worth the modification.
So, she felt that she was still too hasty, because the other person ran a shop, and deep down she blindly thought that what he said should be reliable.
When the old man saw Shi Qingqing really turned around and left, he raised his hand and said, "This can be used. If you don't believe me, I'll take you out."
Shi Qingqing shook her head. Even if she could, one thousand yuan was beyond her budget.
The appearance alone is worth the discount.
The old man followed Shi Qingqing's footsteps and said persistently: "Since we are here, it must be fate. How about this, I'll give you nine hundred and fifty."
Shi Qingqing continued walking.
When we arrived at Lao Chen's house, the old man finally gritted his teeth and said eight hundred and fifty.
Shi Qingqing didn't dare to buy it anymore.
"Eight hundred! Eight hundred is the minimum. I won't sell it for less."
Shi Qingqing stepped into the door.
"Seven hundred and eight!"
Lao Chen was originally talking to his woman, but when he heard the number, he looked over in surprise.
This cheap uncle is willing to lower the price to seven hundred and eighty?
He had seen the boat before. It could be rowed out and back. After a little repair, it would definitely be able to be used for three to five years.
As for the things in the sea, it’s no problem to catch a few hundred kilograms.
The storage bin on the wooden board can also hold one or two hundred kilograms of fish and shrimp.
It’s okay to just earn enough to live on, and if you’re lucky you can make your money back in about half a year.
Shi Qingqing came to say goodbye. She had seen a country bus passing by here before. It cost three dollars to go outside the town, so there was no need to trouble others to drive her.
But you should tell them before you leave.
"I'll take you there." Old Chen said this, but he didn't move towards the shoe room.
"No, no, I have to meet a friend on the way back. Thank you for troubling you today, Mr. Chen. I'll leave first." When Shi Qingqing was talking to Old Chen, the uncle didn't say a word.
When Shi Qingqing left the courtyard, the uncle grumbled unhappily, "You don't buy anything but come to bother an old man like me. Whose child are you to be so ignorant?"
Shi Qingqing thought to herself, it’s okay, just think of it as you saying that my mother doesn’t know how to teach children.
I successfully found a country bus. It was not a bus from a big city, but one that had been used for more than ten or twenty years and had been modified and repaired countless times. It looked old and was covered with notes about where it had passed.
The carriage was also full of dirt. The conductor on the train would at most use a mop that was almost shedding its hair to scrape the floor, leaving a few water stains to indicate that it had been cleaned.
Such cars will be planned to run along a route between the previous city and the next city, passing through villages and areas where demand for cars is relatively high. They will stop when you wave at them and charge varying fees.
When Shi Qingqing got on the bus, the seats in the front were already full.
There was a person in the back seat holding a crying child. The child's legs and feet kept kicking the arm of the person sitting next to him, and the empty seat between them was the only available space.
"Go sit in the back. Where are you going? Pay first."
"Shiqiao Town."
"Three."
"Okay." Shi Qingqing gave the money but didn't want to sit in the back.
The conductor was impatiently preparing to ask her to sit down when another conflict occurred at the back seat.
The child started crying and vomiting. Because of his struggling posture, the mother with her weak arms could hardly hold the child, and most of the child's body was pressed against nearby passengers.
Naturally, he vomited next to the passenger.
The arm and outer thigh on that side were affected.
Shi Qingqing almost vomited when she saw it.
When a child vomits, the smell is sour and milky, and it is quite aggressive.
The conductor cursed as he took the tools to clean up, and asked Shi Qingqing to sit in her previous seat.
Shi Qingqing sat down and opened the window a little, allowing the cool wind that blew in to somewhat mitigate the strange smell.
The car stopped and the station arrived ahead.
Shi Qingqing couldn't wait to get out of the car.
That speed is the same as that of someone who evades the ticket.
After returning home, Shi Qingqing simply bought some oranges, peeled them and smelled them.
The smell made her feel soothed.
When she was stimulated by the scene just now, she was thinking about oranges.
The orange peel was sniffed repeatedly before the flesh was slowly eaten.
The sweet and sour juice slowly penetrates every corner of the mouth while chewing. The aroma seems to come out from the nasal cavity, filling the mouth and nose with the fresh fragrance of fruit.
I ate two oranges and considered it a meal.
In the afternoon, she wanted to take advantage of the flow of people before dark and sell the things she had exchanged for points for a while.
As a result, I encountered a fee for the first time.
Three dollars a day for sanitation fees.
That is to say, she did not go to a good location, otherwise she would have to pay an additional stall management fee ranging from 10 to 50 yuan.
Of course, if you can pay 50 yuan for the stall fee, that's the best spot, and there's a cement platform to put your things on.
Unlike others that can only use plastic sheets.
These were mentioned by the owner of the small shop behind him during casual conversation. Shi Qingqing had only been out a few times and had never encountered the person collecting fees before.
The vegetable market was not formed by itself. It was built through urban planning. It is a covered market covering a large area and surrounded by a circle of shops.
Generally, grains, oils and the like are sold in shops, and it is rare for someone to set up a stall alone like Shi Qingqing.
Shi Qingqing felt a little distressed as she had to pay the fee suddenly.
The shop owner laughed and said that the rules for scattered stalls were not so strict, people would just close them up when they saw them, and sometimes no one would come for several days.
Shi Qingqing sold her vegetables for more than an hour, but fewer people came to buy them.
When she was about to close the stall, Shi Caihong appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of her.
Looking down at her.
This is a vegetable market, so it’s not surprising to meet her.
After all, she had a lot of money in her hands, and she came to the town to buy meat every now and then.
Shi Qingqing glanced at her goods and found that there were not many left.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Shi Qingqing despised herself.
Why do I have to count how much of my stuff is left? Do I subconsciously feel that these things will definitely go to my mother's house?
Even though I experienced such a real dream, it almost previewed my future.
Is she still like this subconsciously?
"Qingqing, why are you here? These things are all yours?" Shi Caihong asked knowingly. She paused, her hand already reaching out to the bag and grabbing a handful of rice to check.
This rice is good.
Although we grew some at home, it is not enough for several people.
"This candy is pretty good. It must be purchased through legitimate channels. Can it be kept until the New Year?" Shi Caihong hadn't even finished her words when she saw that the bags were tied tightly. Shi Qingqing had actually packed up everything and put it on the cart.
Shi Caihong felt helpless for a moment.
Maybe it's embarrassing.
Wasn't her words just now obvious enough?
Or is Shi Qingqing's madness not over yet?
"Shi Qingqing, I'll just take these back for Mom to eat. You don't have to make a trip."
After Shi Caihong finished speaking, she grabbed the two bags and glared at Shi Qingqing impatiently.
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