New Ways to Make Money

"No blame! Not at all! The village chief has always been well-planned in what he does, and we all understand!" Shen Tianyou stepped in front of the village chief with his long legs. He was as angry as he was just now, and his emotional value was at its maximum.

I wish I could worship the village chief and burn incense for him.

"You're quite talented, kid. Why didn't I see it before?" The village chief pinched Shen Tianyou's ear and moved closer to him. Their faces enlarged in each other's eyes.

The fourth brother was afraid that the village chief would see through his thoughts, so he covered his ears and stepped back, "What I said is not false, it comes from the bottom of my heart."

The village chief picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and jokingly said to Shen Tianyou with his chin raised: "You shouted well, I didn't expect you have such a good voice. Can you be hired for the village radio station in the future?"

"Village chief, you have also been to the market!" Shen Roujiao asked in surprise.

It turned out that the village chief, like Aunt Xu, had also been to the market and observed it from a distance for a long time.

The eldest brother Shen Tianhua pulled down the hand of the fourth brother who was rubbing his ear, pushed him in front of the village chief, and asked him to reply quickly.

In the era when television was not yet popular, people could only listen to cable radio or radio. Every household in the countryside had a radio box, and every village had a broadcaster who broadcast at a fixed time and location.

At that time, there was a saying that there were eight major members of the commune, and the first one was the broadcaster. This shows how popular the job status of the broadcaster was.

The village radio station was previously run by educated youth, but now that they have returned to the city, the few temporary staff have accents so heavy that they are unbearable to listen to.

The village chief was worried that he had no one to hire, and then he saw Shen Tianyou selling stinky tofu in the market with a bass voice and clear pronunciation. He immediately decided: hire him!

"Yes, yes. Village chief, I like listening to our village's radio the most. You can't make me happy. You have to keep your word." Shen Tianyou moved close to the village chief's face, looking into his eyes, fearing that the village chief would go back on his word.

He was kicked away by Shen's father, "Are you itchy? You are so disrespectful."

The village chief, who always did things in a planned way, certainly did not regret it. Shen Tianyou opened the door to his own destiny with a few shouts.

In fact, starting with tofu pudding, everyone's destiny has begun to develop in an incredible direction.

Many years later, looking back, I feel that it was a magical beginning. Just like modern society, looking back to 1979, it was also an epoch-making year, everything was changing suddenly.

Brave people enjoy the world first.

The Shen brothers and sisters have taken the first brave step. The future is not far away, and perhaps a turning point will come tomorrow.

After the village chief left, the Shen family decided that the eldest brother would apply for a business license, and the younger sister would accompany him to the town's Industrial and Commercial Bureau the next morning.

Before going to bed, Shen's father took out a yellowed booklet from the bottom of the cabinet in the main hall. The words "household registration book" were printed on it. The household registration of all the members of the Shen family was in this booklet, including Shen's mother, Tan Cuimei.

Because it would be used in applying for a business license, Shen's father repeatedly reminded Shen Tianhua to take good care of it, take good care of his younger sister on the way, go early and come back early, and pay attention to safety.

The bus to the town runs twice a day, at 9am and 2pm, and passes by the entrance of Hedong Village. The two got up early and washed up. The third brother cooked some noodles for them, and after eating, they stood at the entrance of the village waiting.

From a distance, I saw the rising dust and the bus was coming.

The car was packed, and the conductor waved a small flag, "Go inside, go inside, everyone is squeezed in, everyone is squeezed in." The heads of people moved slightly, making a small space. Shen Roujiao found the right spot and squeezed in, then turned around and pulled her brother into the car.

"Where are you two going?" The loud-voiced ticket seller was holding a small rectangular wooden board in his hand. It was not big and just fit at the forearm. On the board were a row of tickets of various colors and denominations.

"To the town." Shen Tianhua's voice passed over the little sister's head and floated in the carriage.

"Thirty-five cents, thirty-five cents, seventy cents in total."

Passing the money from hand to hand, seventy cents was handed to the conductor. She sorted the money and put it under the big iron clip on the left side of the wooden board. She then tore off seven green tickets with a face value of ten cents from a row on the right and handed them back.

The bus stopped and started, kicking up dust along the way, and finally arrived in town at 11:30.

When the brother and sister arrived, the town's Industrial and Commercial Bureau had already closed for business at noon and resumed work at 1 p.m.

The two decided to find a place to have lunch first. They wandered around the town for several rounds before they found a noodle shop. After asking around, they found out that it was a street vendor that only came out at night.

Each person gets a bowl of tomato egg noodles, and two bowls cost 15 cents.

Boil tomatoes into juice, add fried golden egg chops, make it into sauce, pour it on noodles, and it's a big bowl of fragrant food. It's as delicious as the one made by Grandma Shen Roujiao in her previous life.

After lunch, there was still some time before one o'clock, and Shen Roujiao wanted to go to the nearby supply and marketing cooperative to buy some brushes so that she could meet that important person on Sunday.

A few meters away from the supply and marketing cooperative, an old man was carrying a fertilizer bag, which was bulging with stuff. It wasn't heavy, and he didn't have much trouble holding it, but he looked anxious and didn't notice the bicycle behind him while walking.

With a "swish" sound, the handlebar of the bicycle got caught on the fertilizer bag, leaving a long hole, and the stuff inside leaked out and scattered all over the ground.

The cyclist not only did not stop, but also cursed, "How could you not have eyes when crossing the road!", and then pedaled away.

Shen Tianhua quickly ran over to help the old man up and asked him if he was injured. The old man shook his head, pointed at the grass and leaves on the ground, and anxiously repeated: "Help me, help me!"

"Uncle, don't worry." Shen Roujiao hurriedly picked up the fertilizer bag, knelt on the ground, and stuffed the things that had fallen out back into the bag one by one.

But the gap was too big, and if I plugged it on one side, it would fall out on the other side.

"Uncle, do you have another bag? This one really can't fit in." Shen Roujiao pointed at the big hole, with a large section of grass inside exposed.

The uncle stood up, rubbing his knees, and pulled out a bag from his waist, "Yes, this!" He handed it to Shen Roujiao and was about to pick up the torn big fertilizer bag.

Shen Tianhua grabbed his hand and said, "Uncle, you can't hold it like this, it will be torn." As he spoke, the eldest brother helped him to sit down in the shade of a tree by the roadside, and then went back to help the younger sister.

After the items were divided into two bags, the broken part was tied up with a rope, and the problem was solved. The brother and sister each carried a bag and brought it to the uncle.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Uncle, why are you carrying so much grass?" Shen Roujiao felt very strange when she just picked up the things scattered on the ground.

The man looked at the sweaty little girl and laughed, "Girl, this is not grass, it can be exchanged for money."

"Money?" Upon hearing this word, Shen Roujiao instantly perked up, her eyes gleaming with a desire to learn.

"Uncle, this is herbal medicine!" Shen Tianhua heard from other workers in the factory that his family often went up the mountain to dig medicinal herbs and took them to the town to sell.

The man pulled out a handful of purple rhizomes with mud on the roots, broad leaves, and wheat-like tops from his pocket, and said to Shen Roujiao, who was eager to learn, "This is fresh plantain, it clears away heat and promotes diuresis, removes phlegm and detoxifies, and one piece of wet goods is one pound."

"A piece?" This is not grass, this is money.

Shen Roujiao looked down at the uncle's two pockets and estimated that there were at least a hundred yuan in them.

"Medicinal herbs are so expensive." Shen Tianhua was also stunned. He didn't expect that this thing was so valuable.

"It's hard work." The uncle patted the dirt off his body and stood up, tying two bags together. "Not only do you need to know the locals, but you also need to dig around in the mountains. You also need to know how to dig to find the herbs. Some herbs are only available after the rain."

It is a technical job that allows you to make money based on your knowledge and abilities, and the most important thing is that it has zero cost.

Zero cost!

For this reason, this thing can be done.

Moreover, in the original text, a serious epidemic broke out in Xiaonanchuan City after the Spring Festival, and Shen's father and third brother died in this disaster.

She couldn't just watch her loved ones die of the disease and watch so many families be wiped out by the virus.

She doesn't want to be a savior, but she really wants to save many people; it is a mission from heaven and a responsibility that cannot be shirked!

"Uncle, who should I find to buy them?" In Shen Roujiao's mind, identifying medicinal herbs, digging medicinal herbs, and selling medicinal herbs have already become a line.

The man glanced around and whispered in a low voice, "I wouldn't tell anyone. Today, you brothers and sisters helped me and asked me this question, so I told you. You are a smart girl."

He raised his hand and pointed to the window across the street. "See? There's something different."

Shen Roujiao looked in the direction he pointed. It was a very ordinary window with a small blackboard hanging next to it with today's date written on it. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

"Blackboard?" the eldest brother asked doubtfully.

"Date?" Shen Roujiao followed her elder brother's line of thought and made a blind guess.

"right!"

!

This is too easy to guess!

The uncle looked at the two siblings and continued, "The date written on the blackboard means someone is there to receive the goods. If there is nothing written on it, it means no one is there. There are only a few of these in town. School is about to start, and I need to exchange some money for the children's tuition."

He slung the two bags over his shoulders, waved to them, crossed the street and knocked on the closed door opposite.

Looking at the man's back, Shen Roujiao's face was full of excitement, and a few words jumped in her mind: "We can do it! We can do it!"

"Brother, do we have any medicinal herbs on the mountain?"

"If I say no, will you hit me?" Seeing how eager she was to make money, the eldest brother was a little afraid to speak.

"Brother, do you know any medicinal herbs?"

"Don't mention me. There aren't many people in our village who know him. Otherwise, I would have followed him to dig herbs."

"That's right! There must be some on our mountain."

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"How can you be so sure?" Shen Tianhua frowned. How did his younger sister come up with this reverse reasoning?

"We have the same climate and the same soil. Why do they have it on their mountain but not on ours? This is unscientific!" Shen Roujiao's little eyes showed her dissatisfaction.

!

This reverse reasoning of emotions is so scientific.

But my sister's reasoning was correct. Just because the worker's family had dug up this much, it meant that there must be medicinal herbs on the hill behind their village.

"Let's go! Let's buy a pen! I know someone who knows about medicinal herbs, and I can tell you by just asking." Shen Roujiao seemed to have seen the road to wealth, and she was full of energy and walked with the wind.

"Who understands?" the eldest brother asked loudly, chasing after him.