After drinking the spiritual spring water, she became sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, and could clearly hear the faint crying coming from Lu Rong's room. She was also muttering something like "I'm sorry".
From her few words, Qiao Wanyue extracted a name.
Star, I'm sorry.
Qiao Wanyue thought of what her older brother had said during the day, and then recalled how her mother-in-law had asked her older brother to buy a gift that night, and how her older brother's face had darkened. She realized that Lu Xingxing's situation was very bad, and that her mother-in-law had personally sent her into a pit of fire.
Qiao Wanyue sighed.
This was beyond her control, so she pulled the covers up and closed her eyes.
Day 2
The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner, and the mooncakes are due for delivery.
Early in the morning, Secretary Guo carefully arranged all the gift boxes and placed them on the oxcart. The oxcart was lined with soft hay to prevent the boxes from being bumped or damaged. The bright red boxes were wrapped with distinctive paper-cut designs and tied with a Chinese knot using red cloth strips.
It looks very festive.
Secretary Guo led Qiao Wanyue and Bai Hongjun to the town to deliver the goods.
Bai Hongjun was an educated youth who came to Xiahe Village in 1973. He was generous and unpretentious. The young man had neat features and, most importantly, a silver tongue. He was a college graduate with a wealth of knowledge.
He was the young man who accompanied the brigade leader to discuss business.
The three of them rode bicycles. Bai Hongjun's bicycle was borrowed from the brigade leader's family. The educated youth were short of money and did not have enough to buy bicycles.
Old Yang's carriage followed behind.
The first supplier we delivered to was a supply and marketing cooperative in a nearby town; we negotiated a deal for five boxes.
When Bai Hongjun arrived, the sales clerk at the supply and marketing cooperative recognized him at a glance, her eyes practically glued to him.
Today, the young man specially changed into a black Zhongshan suit and wore a pair of cloth shoes made by an old woman in the village. Without any embellishment, his features were rugged, and he attracted the attention of a large group of young wives and girls just by standing there.
Bai Hongjun openly stated his purpose.
He was also holding a small wooden box, which Qiao Wanyue had cut out in advance for customers to try.
"Mooncake gift box?"
When a customer heard that Bai Hongjun was a deliveryman, he asked him a question.
Bai Hongjun generously handed over the wooden box in his hand, and also gave the customer a small stick he had whittled with his fingers, so that the customer could eat it by sticking it on his finger.
The customer had never seen such a sales pitch before, so he took it, cut off a small piece, and put it in his mouth.
Their eyes lit up immediately.
"How much is one box?"
Bai Hongjun looked at the sales clerk.
The sales clerk immediately understood, "Ma'am, this is a holiday gift box that we have launched in our store, it costs ten yuan."
"We have ten different flavors of mooncakes. The leaders of Xiahe Village have collected mooncakes from all over the country and innovated on them to create ten different flavors. Each one uses fresh and expensive ingredients."
"Ten yuan? You're robbing me!"
Her salary is only thirty yuan a month!
A box of mooncakes costs ten yuan; are they trying to rob us?
Bai Hongjun laughed and said, "Sister, that's not how it works. You can't afford it now, but you can afford it later. Your salary will always increase. Besides, these gift boxes are for giving as gifts."
If you're going to eat it, just buy a single piece.
As he spoke, he pointed to the oxcart outside, "We're from Xiahe Village Brigade. I'm Bai Hongjun, a youth sent to the countryside. That pretty young girl you see is our village's messenger, the one leading the research on mooncakes. And that old man is our Party Secretary."
We're just here to test the waters. If we can sell them, our village will really focus on developing mooncake production, and in less than five days, you'll be able to afford them."
"Really?" The older sister was skeptical.
"certainly"
The older sister asked, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to eat it tomorrow."
Bai Hongjun blinked and said honestly, "I won't change."
Hahahahahaha
Everyone laughed.
The manager also noticed the young man; he really had a good ability to control the situation.
He came out from backstage and said, "Red Army, the delivery has arrived."
Bai Hongjun smiled and said, "Manager, I'm here. These are the five boxes you ordered. Please settle the bill with our Party Secretary here."
The manager gestured to the sales clerk to bring out the items, saying, "Young man, do you think I would owe you money?"
Bai Hongjun chuckled, "Of course you can. A manager as big as you, how could you owe money to a poor educated youth like me?"
"Secretary Guo, time to collect the money."
"You rascal," the manager said, laughing and patting him twice.
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