It's another morning, the same sun
Enjoying the good times like yesterday
The leaves are green again, winter has just passed...
Isn't this just nonsense? Winter has just begun, how can it be over?
Wan Feng walked out of his grandmother's house singing a song, but stopped singing when he realized that the song was a bit inappropriate for the season.
We walked to the brick factory and after a busy period, we drove the tractor out.
His classmates had been waiting for Wan Feng at the west wall of Luan Feng's house for a long time. As soon as they saw the tractor coming, they all crowded onto it.
It is really hard to fit so many people on the two-meter-wide and three-meter-long trailer of a 22-meter tractor. It would be much better if it were a 28-meter trailer.
An iron frame should be welded to cover the tarpaulin to block the wind and snow and increase the safety factor. Otherwise, it will be more than 20 days before the Chinese New Year, and the cold will be enough for these people to endure.
Yes, I will drive the car to Gushan tomorrow and ask Xiao Dexiang to weld a carport for me.
It doesn’t cost much anyway. Doesn’t having money mean you can do whatever you want?
Uncle is rich!
The road from Wahou to Qingshan was a bit difficult to choose. Wanfeng was a little unsure about crossing the Inna River from Shanhou. He didn't know whether the ice on the river could bear the weight of the tractor.
Although the water in the river is only one meter deep, it would be troublesome if the tractor fell into it.
Take the east road, go from Dapuzi to Xiapuzi, then to Shalingzi and then to Qingshan. It is said that the road is very difficult to travel on.
After much thought, I decided to take the main road around Warrior Commune, which would waste an extra twenty minutes.
It was more than 40 miles from Wahou to Qingshan. By the time they arrived at the Qingshan Town market, it was almost 8:30, which took them more than half an hour longer.
People have started to come to Qingshan Market.
Fortunately, the position they occupied was right at the entrance to the market, and the tractor drove past smoothly.
More than a dozen ferocious-looking young men were standing on the road on both sides of the intersection, and no one dared to take advantage of the land.
"Oh, brother, you are finally here. I thought you were not coming." Qi Guangli came out of a shop not far away when he saw Wan Feng coming.
This guy asked his men to watch the place but he ran into the house to take shelter.
"The road is too far. I walked for an hour and a half."
People on the bus jumped out and started setting up stalls.
"Where's Zhang Xian?"
"He's with two friends from out of town, and he probably just got up this time."
"Ah? Those two outsiders haven't left yet?"
"Hey, they wanted to see what kind of hero you are, so they didn't leave."
Look at what a hero I am. Do you want to pay me for doing nothing but watching me do this?
Wan Feng didn't have time to deal with Qi Guangli. He gave each student thirty sets of couplets and asked them to start setting up stalls.
Wan Feng also pulled up the clothes rack and hung up the clothes he brought.
Luan Feng prepared sixty sets of clothing for him and gave him a target: only one or none could be left.
The reward condition is that if you sell out, you can give him a sweet kiss.
Wan Feng curled his lips at that time. What's the point of a kiss? There is really no one like me who can bite my hand. It feels the same.
He no longer needs to worry about couplets. Although his classmates are not good at studying, they are very fast in learning to sell things. Basically, everyone can speak a few words now, and no one is pretending to be dumb.
He no longer worried about the couplets. His task this morning was to get rid of these clothes.
This task shouldn't be difficult.
"Big..." Just as Wan Feng hung up the clothes, two girls came over. According to the local people's greeting habits, young girls usually start their greetings with "Big Brother" when addressing men. As long as the age is not over 40, this title is generally used.
But when the two girls opened their mouths, they couldn't utter the word "brother" after seeing Wan Feng.
"Sisters, do you want to buy clothes?"
"Little brother, how much do you want for this dress?"
Little brother? Damn, can we please not use that term? Do you know what little brother means?
Although he was depressed, Wan Feng still had a smile on his face. He buried the pain deep in his heart and showed the smile to others. Look how great my personality is.
"Five dollars!"
Wan Feng directly raised the price by one dollar. If you dare to ask me, your little brother, to pay at least one dollar, you must use money to offset the humiliation I have suffered.
"Do you think I'd look good in it?"
Ask me? Of course it looks good, even if it doesn't. Would you buy it if it doesn't look good?
"Why doesn't it look good? This dress looks like it was tailor-made for you. Try it on and it's free."
Wan Feng took the clothes from the hanger and handed them to the girl.
Judging from the work clothes of these two girls, they are workers in a factory. Workers belong to the wealthy class, so it should be no problem for them to buy clothes.
The girl looked completely different after she put on the clothes.
Do people rely on clothes and girls rely on massages?
This time, Wan Feng learned from the experience of the Black Reef Commune. He brought a round mirror and handed it over at the right time.
The girl twisted her body in front of the mirror and asked, "Does it really look good?"
"You are beautiful, really beautiful, like the beauties in the New Year pictures. I am younger than you. If I were a few years older, I would definitely like you."
The girl blushed immediately and even felt a little shy.
Qi Guangli, who was still standing behind Wan Feng, felt a chill rising from his feet. How much courage did he have to say such nonsense? This girl was only of average appearance, and this guy actually praised her as the most beautiful girl in the painting. Does your mother know you are talking nonsense like this?
Qi Guangli didn't know whether Wan Feng's mother knew that her son was talking nonsense. He only knew that the girl really paid for the clothes.
Qi Guangli believed that if this product were to sell electronic watches, he could sell at least ten per day.
Qi Guangli quickly stood up when he thought of electronic watches. There were so many people at the market, wouldn't it be a waste of his youth if he didn't go to sell watches? He had just received fifty watches from Zhang Xian yesterday.
"Brother, I won't delay your fortune. I'm going to sell goods too."
Wan Feng just nodded. He no longer had time to deal with Qi Guangli as a group of people had already gathered in front of his stall.
The people of Qingshan finally saw the new clothes that were only sold in the streets and alleys of the county town at the Qingshan market.
Many of them go to the county town specifically to buy it, but they often can't find it, either because they can't find the vendors or they are out of stock.
This time, when I saw it at my doorstep, how could I not buy it? I just put on a set that was about the same size and paid for it directly, as if I had found it for free.
Wan Feng was busy and exhausted. When he turned around, he was surprised to see Zhang Xian and two other people leaning against the tractor behind him to watch the fun.
Wan Feng was furious at the time: "Damn Zhang Xian, why don't you come over to help? I'll tell Hao Qing when I get home that you were hanging out with two women in Qingshan."
The two people Zhang Xian was with were already in the mood to cry. How did we act like women?
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