Chapter 57 Selling Oranges



Hua Qingping came back, washed his face, and was about to go to work:

“…”

"Mom, what happened?"

"Did you see the oranges on the ground?"

Hua Qingping glanced down.

I couldn't help but wonder, "Wow, where did all these oranges come from? They look so beautiful!"

Wan Qingliu said, "Pack two baskets of fruit and send them to your uncle's house! One basket of pears and one basket of oranges. Hurry up and don't delay work!"

Hua Qingping was caught off guard by this urging and shuddered. He quickly packed up two baskets of fruit and placed them on both sides of the back seat of the bicycle like Hua Xuguo.

Hua Qingping rode his bicycle to the commune with difficulty, thinking that he had to deliver something to Erniu's house when he returned in the evening.

As soon as Hua Qingping left, Hua Xuguo arrived home.

The sound of bicycle tires crunching the ground reached the next door, provoking a curse.

"What are you arguing about so early in the morning? It seems you have two bicycles at home, right?"

Hua Xuguo shouted proudly:

"You don't even have one at home!"

The relationship between the two families has always been bad, so Hua Xuguo was too lazy to give face and even rang a bell to show off.

Regardless of the other party's cursing, Hua Xuguo walked straight in and shouted.

"I'm back!"

Wan Qingliu came out and asked:

"Did you send any of your pears to your eldest brother and niece?"

Hua Xuguo forgot, but he quickly realized it, scratched his head and smiled:

"Isn't it because they haven't gotten up yet so early? I was planning to send them off tonight."

Wan Qingliu was finally satisfied.

"Oh, by the way, please deliver these oranges tonight!"

Hua Xuguo walked in and saw oranges all over the floor, and exclaimed.

"Where did all these oranges come from?"

Seeing Wan Qingliu's mysterious expression, Hua Xuguo understood.

God really favors their family. When autumn comes, he sends them either pears or oranges, and they come in large baskets, as if he is afraid that their family will not have enough to eat.

Thank God!

Wu Muxiang was also saying this at this time.

When his points were a little more sufficient, Wu Muxiang exchanged ten kilograms of rice and brought a few kilograms of oranges and knocked on the door of the team leader's house.

When Aunt Zhang, the captain's wife, opened the door and saw Wu Muxiang, her face immediately looked a little bad.

She asked in a nasty tone, "Widow Wu, what's the matter? We don't have any extra food at home!"

Wu Muxiang smiled and said:

"Aunt Zhang, thank you for your care. I'm here to return the food. I also have some sweet oranges for you to eat."

When Aunt Zhang saw the two cloth bags in her hands, her expression became much better.

She wasn't such a bad person, it's just that everyone's life was difficult, and Wu Muxiang was a widow, and no one was happy when she kept coming to borrow food.

Seeing the other party come to pay it back, she thought that she was a person who knew what was good for her. After all, no one expected a widow to pay back the grain once it was lent out.

No matter whether it is more or less, this attitude makes people feel at ease.

Aunt Zhang picked up the cloth bag of rice and shook it, and she knew what was going on.

"Oh, this must be ten kilograms. You brought so much, is it enough for your family?"

Wu Muxiang nodded: "We have enough at home, you can take the oranges too."

Without saying much, Wu Muxiang turned around and left.

When Wu Muxiang first got the mall, the points she had couldn’t even guarantee how long she and her daughter could eat, so how could she care about paying back others?

But she had a good harvest at the scrap yard in the morning, and when she saw the basket on Hua Xuguo's bicycle, she was immediately inspired. She felt that she should not have to worry for the time being.

She had been in the village for a long time and didn't expect this to happen.

The villagers have no source of income, so many farmers will pick their own vegetables in the morning and sell them at people's doorsteps in the county town.

You can earn a few cents at a time. Although it is not as much as the salary of people in the city, it is still an income.

Although private transactions are not allowed now, this is tacitly approved by the higher-ups.

Farmers have income, and city dwellers can also buy cheap vegetables easily.

She saw the basket on Hua Xuguo's bicycle and guessed that he was also here to sell vegetables.

It just so happened that the mall had cheap oranges. Wu Muxiang couldn't bear the risk and didn't want to go down the path of speculation, but she thought it should be feasible to sell oranges by herself.

It is the time when oranges are ripe, so they are sold at a reasonable price.

She sells it for five cents a pound, so ten pounds is fifty cents, and twenty pounds is one dollar.

Even if I sell it for half a month, I can still make more than ten yuan, and I can also go to the scrap yard to buy Taobao.

When the orange season is over, I can go to the villagers' homes to exchange them for some vegetables and sell them in the city.

At least I have the money to send my daughter to school, and I don’t have to worry about food and clothing in the future.

Although the situation of scholars is not very good nowadays and there are few people studying seriously in school, who doesn’t know this?

If studying is useless, why do factories in the county still require academic qualifications when recruiting workers?

At least, her daughter went to school and would not be illiterate.

Seeing that the oranges were being harvested more and more, the oranges in the Golden Finger Mall were no longer selling, so Hua Wanchi simply raised the price.

One point is worth two kilograms!

She just didn't believe that Widow Wu wouldn't be moved!

Widow Wu was a little surprised when she saw that the price of oranges in the mall had dropped.

Thank God!

"Merit +1, Gratitude +2."

Question marks slowly emerged in Hua Wanchi's mind.

Is this okay?

The next morning, Wu Muxiang carried two baskets of oranges on a shoulder pole to the county town.

As for her daughter, she left her at her aunt's house and left a pound of rice there as food for her daughter.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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