That evening, Hu Zi used a borrowed farm tricycle to transport the mushrooms to the Wenhe Hotel in the city.
This restaurant used to be state-owned, but it became a privately owned restaurant after restructuring.
Because it used to be a place specifically for entertaining VIPs, and the chefs were also very skilled, the business was extremely prosperous.
The demand for all kinds of vegetables is also exceptionally high.
After Hu Zi brought the mushrooms to the kitchen door, he sent someone to inform them that they were delivering the goods on behalf of Li Weidong.
The waiter went in to deliver the message, but Tiger, left at the door, was so nervous that his heart was pounding.
"Mom, do you think they might not want our mushrooms? After all, we're not Li Weidong?"
"Shut your jinxed mouth, look at your pathetic coward! If he doesn't want it, we'll send it to another family, someone will always want it."
"But……"
Tiger opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
Just then, the waiter who had gone to deliver the message returned. Standing next to him was the restaurant owner, who was wearing a floral shirt, carrying a large handbag, and had a black leather bag tucked under his arm.
The restaurant owner's surname is Ji, and his name is Ji Dahai.
After glancing at the two of them, he said in a deep voice, "You two are the relatives who delivered mushrooms for Li Weidong?"
"Yes, yes, we are." Wang Dahua replied guiltily, "I am his maternal aunt."
“I’m his cousin, you can just call me Tiger.”
"But didn't Li Weidong always deliver them himself?" Ji Dahai asked in confusion.
"That's right, he's been busy with expansion lately, and he's put up three more sheds at home. He's really overwhelmed, so he asked us to fill in for him."
Ji Dahai nodded: "It's time to expand. I've almost eaten up all the produce from those three greenhouses. Okay, how about this, unload all of your mushrooms, I'll take them all."
"You want them all?" Wang Dahua and her son exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.
“This truckload weighs over 1,500 jin (750 kg),” Wang Dahua said.
“This is only a little bit. My shop is over a thousand square meters. There’s no bigger shop in our county. Even if you had another truckload, I could still eat it all.”
"Okay, okay, I'll take it off for you." Tiger quickly untied the rope.
Baskets of mushrooms were unloaded from the truck.
However, just then, a waiter who came to help spoke up: "Mr. Ji, should we check these mushrooms?"
Upon hearing this, Hu Zi and Wang Da Hua's hearts clenched, and they looked at Ji Da Hai with tense expressions.
They were worried that Boss Ji wouldn't be satisfied with their mushrooms.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm.
After pausing for a moment, Boss Ji chuckled and said, "No need, no need. I trust Li Weidong's products. They're not only clean, but they also taste great. You can just move them to the kitchen for me."
"Okay."
Ten minutes later, Tiger, panting heavily, carried all the mushrooms into the kitchen.
Then, after settling the bill with Boss Ji, I left the restaurant in high spirits.
...
On their way home, Wang Dahua and Hu Zi were both exceptionally happy.
The two hummed songs all the way, and the gloom from before was swept away.
Upon returning home, Zhao Shunqiang immediately came out of the mushroom shed to greet the two.
"How's it going? Have all the mushrooms been sold?"
"It's sold out. A big boss bought our whole truckload of mushrooms."
"And the price they offered was high," Tiger said.
"How much money did you give?"
“Bamao, this truckload weighs 1,500 jin in total, and you paid us 1,200 yuan.”
"So high?" Zhao Shunqiang's face lit up with joy: "That bastard Li Weidong really ripped us off. From now on, we'll sell them ourselves and never let that vampire suck our blood again."
"That's for sure. He says he's doing this for our own good, but he's really just taking advantage of us every day. Besides, these mushrooms aren't hard to sell. Tiger can sell them all by himself in the future," Tiger said confidently, patting his chest.
"Well done, my son!"
However, what the family of three didn't know was...
Just then, in the kitchen of the Wenhe Hotel, the head chef, who was about to finish his shift, heard that there were fresh mushrooms, so he opened a box and prepared to take some home.
But when he opened the box and saw the dirty, broken mushrooms inside, he couldn't help but frown.
...
The next day, Li Weidong was awakened by a chattering noise coming from the main room before he was fully awake.
When I got up, I found my younger sister, Li Xiaoli, leading a group of children in the house, playing on the phone.
Since the family became increasingly wealthy, my younger sister has become the leader of the village's children. No matter if they are older or younger, they all love to follow her around.
Li Weidong, with his hair in a messy, bird's nest-like state, entered the main room.
He said to Li Xiaoli, "Lili, you can play on the phone, but remember to unplug the internet cable, it costs six cents a minute."
In 1992, a landline phone cost 60 cents per minute, and both receiving and making calls were charged. In addition, there was a monthly fee of 20 yuan.
"I know, I'm not stupid!" Li Xiaoli felt a little embarrassed after being scolded by her brother in front of everyone.
"By the way, isn't today Tuesday? Why didn't you go to class?"
"School's out today!"
"A holiday? You don't get holidays unless it's a festival or holiday."
"The wheat is fake!"
Is the wheat fake?
Li Weidong was stunned for a long time before he realized what was going on.
It turned out that the school was on holiday, and the students were asked to go home and help their parents harvest wheat.
In this era, there were not only wheat holidays, but also peanut holidays, and holidays were also given during fairs.
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