Feng Yijia was puzzled: "What are Brother Xiao and the others pulling?"
It's no wonder she asked this question. Baishui County is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is beautiful, but there are really not many particularly valuable things worth shipping out.
Meng Sheng thought for a moment and replied in a pretentious manner, "A good thing left by our ancestors!"
Feng Yijia frowned and stared at the man: "Cultural relics?"
Hearing this, Meng Sheng looked as if he was not thinking straight and said, "Wife, why do you think so?
Brother Xiao and his men don’t even charge protection fees. They want to make money in an honest way. Why do you think they would think of transporting that thing to the south?
Besides, if there really is a truckload of that stuff, I'd have to get some back home to keep as a family heirloom, right? "
Being questioned and disdained, Feng Yijia narrowed his almond-shaped eyes, reached out and accurately pinched the soft flesh on the man's waist, twisting it in circles, and said unhappily, "Look at what you said. If I don't think this way, what should I think?"
His wife didn't use much force, and Meng Sheng, whose body was different from that of ordinary people, didn't feel much pain when his flesh was pinched. Instead, he felt a tingling sensation all over his body, which made him enjoy it very much.
He leaned forward to allow the pinch to be more comfortable, but on his face he pretended to be begging for mercy with his teeth bared in pain: "Wife, be gentle, be gentle.
It’s my fault, it’s all my fault!”
Feng Yijia glanced at the passers-by on the street who were staring at him. He snorted and let go of her hand awkwardly.
Emma, I pinched him so hard that I forgot to save face for the man in public.
The hand that was causing trouble on his waist was gone, and Meng Sheng felt a little regretful. He leaned forward and said pitifully, "Wife, have you pinched me enough?
If you haven't pinched me enough, I'll pinch you again, but just use a little less pressure."
Chen Hongxing and his wife, who had not walked far yet, saw their son's despicable look, looked at each other, shook their heads and left quickly.
Out of sight, out of mind.
From time to time, the son likes to tease his daughter-in-law to change her expression, and he only feels better after pinching her or scolding her.
When they first saw it, they felt a little uncomfortable and thought that their daughter-in-law was going a bit too far in bullying their son. But after observing her, they found that it was purely their son's own fault, and he was enjoying it.
I don’t know when my silly son developed such a bad habit.
If Meng Sheng knew what his parents were thinking, he would definitely tell them that his behavior is called beating is love, scolding is care, and he would feel uncomfortable without beating or scolding.
In Feng Yijia's words, this guy is just looking for trouble!
Anyway, no matter what others think, Meng Sheng felt relieved both physically and mentally after being pinched.
After arguing for a while, the young couple didn't delay any longer. They packed up their things, said goodbye to their parents, and drove their tricycle directly out of the city.
As for the oil used in the car, Meng Sheng had been trying to find a way to buy it through connections since the day he decided to buy the car.
Now there are several large buckets in the small cargo bed at the back of the truck, enough for him to run around the county every few days for several months.
It was Feng Yijia's first time riding a tricycle. After carefully feeling it for a while, he found nothing special about it except that the cab had glass and iron sheets to block the wind, so he didn't feel cold, and it was a little faster than a bicycle.
So the topic of what Brother Xiao and his team's car transported was brought up again.
The road was bumpy, and Meng Sheng drove carefully. This time he didn't feel uncomfortable and answered honestly, "They are transporting medicinal herbs.
Helping Uncle Tao earns a little freight, which is better than running an empty truck."
Feng Yijia lost interest immediately after hearing this.
Continue to watch the scenery passing by outside the window.
The three wheels burn fuel faster than the two wheels pedaled in the past.
The car rumbled along the way and soon arrived at Baishui Township.
Before Meng Sheng drove into the village street, he saw that the truck delivering cement, bricks and tiles had arrived at the agreed intersection. The young man who had received them in the store in the morning was leading a few men to unload the goods on the side of the road.
He stepped on the brakes and slowly pulled the car to the side of the road.
When the young man saw Meng Sheng, who was only a few years his age, coming with his wife in a brand new shiny tricycle, he felt jealous. But then he clenched his fists to encourage himself. He worked hard and it wouldn't be long before he could have a beautiful woman in his arms and a luxury car in his hands.
With his mind racing, he quickly stepped forward and greeted with a smile, "Brother Meng, the cargo will be unloaded soon.
It's just right that you're here to inspect the goods. If there's no problem, please sign for them!"
Meng Sheng felt that it was a good idea to find a shop run by an individual business owner.
Not only is the speed fast, but the attitude is also very warm and thoughtful.
If I go to a government-owned brick and tile building materials factory, I probably won’t get the goods for my small order for ten days or half a month.
Not to mention getting the salesperson to treat you well, it would be good enough if they don't ask you to pass them cigarettes or smile at them.
After parking the car and taking a casual look, Meng Sheng roughly estimated the amount and signed the final payment.
The money was counted here and the goods were almost unloaded over there.
The young man held the money in his hand and didn't leave in a hurry. He asked again, "Brother Sheng, I heard that you are from Mengjia Village.
The bed of your truck is a little small. You definitely can't pull thousands of bricks and tiles back at once.
This place is far from the village. Do you want us to leave someone to help you look after the materials?
Don't worry, there is no extra charge.
I just hope that next time Brother Sheng wants to buy bricks and tiles, he’ll remember to look for me, Zhang Erliang.”
Meng Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at Zhang Erliang who was standing in front of him. He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a rather immature face, but his eyes revealed a cleverness that ordinary people did not have.
It is still far from the time when there is an oversupply of goods, and it is rare for a salesperson to have such an idea and attitude.
Size will definitely be a big deal in the future.
Meng Sheng was worried about leaving Feng Yijia here alone, and since he didn't have to find anyone to help him look at the materials, he nodded and thanked him without hesitation: "Okay, thank you, Brother Zhang.
If my family needs building materials later, I will definitely come to you!"
Zhang Erliang was very happy to hear this. Although others didn't know, he knew it clearly because he often hung out on the streets. Although Meng Sheng didn't often show up in the county, he ran the most profitable electrical appliance store in the county.
My brothers and sisters are also running businesses. If I serve them well, they will definitely be big customers in the future.
He called on others to help Meng Sheng fill the truck bed, then left one person behind to give him some instructions, and drove away with the others.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
