I rode my bicycle to the county town!
"Brother Lin, you've finally arrived."
"I've already set up the stall for you!"
Around 11 a.m., when Lin Sen, Lin Jianguo, and Zhang Daniu arrived at the temple fair, Feng Zhiqiang, who had been waiting there, immediately greeted them with a smile.
He pointed to the tables, chairs, benches, the heated pot, and the filled pot of water that he had arranged.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Lin Sen chuckled and patted Feng Zhiqiang on the shoulder, then rubbed his sore bottom.
It's nearly 20 miles from Hewan Village to the county seat.
There are also many mountain roads.
So, carrying crayfish, crabs, and yellow croakers, Lin Sen truly transformed into Odebiao along the way.
"When I make money in the future, I must buy a motorcycle."
"Of course, buying a Santana is the best choice!"
As he glanced around the temple fair, he noticed several conspicuous Jiangling motorcycles and muttered to himself.
Now he only dares to think about it.
After all, in 1984, even the cheapest motorcycle cost three to five thousand.
As for cars, they start at over 100,000 yuan!
Moreover, it's not something you can buy just because you have money.
In 1984, it didn't matter, you simply couldn't buy a motorcycle or a car!
"Let's make money first."
"Let's set up our stall!"
Seeing the large crowd that had gathered, Lin Sen stretched and, prioritizing making money, immediately heated the pan and oil to cook spicy crayfish!
"Brother Zhao, this is the spicy crayfish I was talking about."
"They sell like hotcakes at the temple fair."
"You should try it!"
Just as Lin Sen was selling his wares with great enthusiasm, two young men quickly walked toward his stall.
One of them was none other than the eldest son of the Shen family.
Shen Zhao!
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