After visiting three villages, there were still more than ten kilograms of fish left unsold.
Wan Feng couldn't help but sigh that people's living standards were still too low. He only sold fifty or sixty kilograms of fish to several villages and still hadn't sold them all.
Wan Feng was not going to sell it. Now that he had recovered his capital and made a profit of more than two yuan, he wanted to take the remaining fish back to eat.
We arrived at the last village of Huangjialing Brigade. After crossing this village, we reached the territory of Huanghui Brigade.
Once you reach the Huanghui Battalion, you will be not far from the Jiangwei Battalion.
"What are you selling, kid?"
Under a big tree by the roadside, Mrs. Yong saw Wan Feng's bicycle with two flat baskets on the back and asked.
"Green skin fish, one pound per hair, would you like it?"
"Come here and let me see."
Wan Feng pushed the car over. Shang Rao's instinct was that if the product could be sold, it had to be sold.
Several women gathered around.
"Is that all?"
"That's all I have left, maybe 14 or 15 pounds."
"A little bit, kid, you can pack it with a few of us."
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "Well, I guarantee there are fourteen or fifteen of these fish. I'll sell them to you for one yuan, and I can go home easily."
The transaction is completed, and the remaining steps are to collect the money and deliver the goods.
Wan Feng had already transferred all the fish in the basket onto the scale plate.
But just then, a bearded man in his forties staggered over from somewhere, reeking of alcohol.
He walked up to Wan Feng's bicycle and looked down, then casually opened the popsicle box to take a look, reached in, took out a cantaloupe and started to eat it without any hesitation.
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