In the front yard, Zhao Huifang and Zhang Xiuxiang were sorting red mushrooms with Jiang Yu and Wu Qiufang, while Yang Chunyan and Zhou Huaian were settling the bills and paying the bills.
The two saw the villagers who came to sell mushrooms picking the mushrooms and wood ears that they were interested in, such as green barberry, shiitake mushrooms, chanterelles, and morels, and they also collected them.
The villagers who received the money happily left with the remaining red mushrooms on their backs.
The villagers who had sold first-class red mushrooms to the Xiong family also came at this time, entered the yard, looked ahead, and waited for the weighing.
After a while, I saw a few fellow villagers coming out to sell mushrooms, so I hurriedly called them and whispered, "The first-class goods below are 5.5 cents per pound."
"You won't sell the first-rate stuff, will you?"
"Sell it! I picked up more than 20 kilograms of first-class goods today, and I sold one more piece..."
"Alas!" The man looked at him speechlessly, "You are such a person! You have always been greedy for small gains. When we arrived, they said that from today on, if you don't bring first-class goods, they will not accept second-class goods!"
The villagers who had sold their goods were dumbfounded. "Ah! I still have more than 30 kilograms of second-class goods here! What should I do?"
"What to do? Take it back, dry it and eat it yourself!" The villager who sold the goods shook his head and walked away.
Zhou Huaian had already noticed the movement over there. After settling the bill, he stood up and said to the villagers waiting in the yard: "Several villagers asked me today whether the price would increase?
I have already said it, but the villagers who came later may not have heard it. I will say it again now. There are people in the village who are willing to pay a higher price than I do for red mushrooms.
If you think other places are more cost-effective, you can go there to sell, but one thing must be made clear: if you sell first-class goods to the villagers of Lao Xiong's family, don't send second-class goods to my house. Even if you send them to me, I will not accept them. "
The middle-aged woman who sold the first-class goods said, "Zhou Laoyao, just accept our red mushrooms this time. We promise not to sell them to the Xiong family next time."
"Yeah! We just wanted to get a few more bucks, so we sold it to the Xiong family!"
"Buying and selling are free. You have the right to choose to sell, and I also have the right to choose to buy!" Zhou Huaian glanced at them calmly, "I'm sorry, I'll have to wait until you pick the mushrooms tomorrow and send them to me together with the first-class ones, and then I will take them!"
He felt that the youngest Xiong had a mental problem. If it were him, he would rather pull the cart and walk a little further to the mountains to collect the goods. Not only would the price be cheaper than in the village, but he would also not have to engage in a price war with others.
Those people looked at the second-grade red mushrooms in their baskets and regretted it so much. They sold them for more than one dollar, but ended up losing five or six dollars. Next time, the Xiong family would not accept second-grade goods, and they could no longer sell first-grade goods.
"You too, you clearly knew that the Zhou family and the Xiong family had a feud, but the second oldest Xiong even blocked the way and robbed the youngest of the Zhou family, and even sold the goods to his family. It would be strange if they would accept your goods."
"That's right. Don't you think about it? You might have to sell truffles to Zhou Laoyao's family at the end of the year. Why offend others for a few bucks?"
After hearing this, they remembered that they still had to sell truffles at the end of the year, so they had to go out dejectedly with their baskets.
As soon as I walked into the grove, I met a few villagers who were selling mushrooms. Seeing that they were still carrying mushrooms on their backs, I asked in surprise, "The Zhou family doesn't accept them anymore?"
"Collect! Collect both first and second grade. We sold the first grade to the youngest bear."
"Oh no, I sold it too."
"I didn't sell it. I hate the Xiong family the most. I heard that he went to Ning'an to find Doctor Wang's family and asked him to give us the truffle business. They would only give us a few cents per pound at most."
"Don't go if you have sold your things. Zhou Laoyao won't buy from you." Finally, there were still people who liked to take advantage of small bargains like them, and those people felt a little better.
At the foot of the mountain, the youngest bear shouted until his throat was hoarse but he only collected about 200 kilograms of red mushrooms, which was still far from 1,000 kilograms.
Just when he was getting anxious, he heard that Zhou Huaian would not accept the red mushrooms from the villagers who sold first-class goods. He was so angry that he cursed, "Fuck you, do you think I can't accept the goods just like this?"
He walked back angrily, and suddenly he heard a "thump thump thump" noise getting closer. When he saw the tractor driven by Xu Laosan and the ox cart driven by the Zhou Huaiqing brothers, loaded with full bamboo baskets heading towards the Zhou family, an idea came to his mind.
"The red mushrooms on that tractor of Xu Laosan are more than a thousand kilograms of the first-class ones. As long as I get the Xu family's goods here, I will have more than enough for a day's purchase."
At this time, Xu Hongbing and Li Wu also drove the ox cart over. They saw Xiong Laoya standing on the edge of the field, staring at Xu's tractor. They looked at each other, waved their whips, and drove the old ox over.
By the time the Zhou family had finished their meal and sorted out the goods delivered by Xu Laosan and piled them up in the wine cellar, it was almost nine o'clock.
Xu Laosan took the money and drove the tractor towards the road with a smile on his face. Not long after they got on the road, Xiong Laoya came out from the corn field.
He walked to the front of the tractor and waved to stop Xu Laosan, "Laosan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Come to my house for a drink!"
Xu Laosan said with a smile: "I've eaten it. I'll drink it next time when I'm free!" Zhou Laoyao said that this bastard offered a high price to buy first-class red mushrooms. Could it be that he stopped me and wanted to ask me to accept the goods?
"Third brother!" The youngest Xiong walked to the driving platform and sat next to him. "I want to discuss a deal with you!"
Here they come! Xu Laosan pretended to be confused, even though he knew the truth. "What business can I have with you?"
The youngest Xiong smiled and said, "My family has also started to harvest red mushrooms today. If you sell them to me, you can earn dozens of dollars more at a time!"
Xu Laosan smiled and said, "I have already agreed with Zhou Laoyao, so it's not a good idea to sell it to you. Besides, you don't accept the second-class ones. If I sell the first-class ones to you, who can I sell the second-class ones to?"
"Zhou Laoyao dares not accept other people's second-rate goods, so how can he not accept yours?"
"Why not? I am no longer the brigade secretary."
"Hey! We're from the same village, so who doesn't know who?" The youngest Xiong patted him on the shoulder. "As long as your second uncle is here, the youngest Zhou won't dare not accept your goods."
Xu Laosan smiled complacently and said, "I will go back and discuss it with my old man. I will get back to you tomorrow."
"Hey!" The youngest bear said hurriedly, "We don't need to discuss a profitable business. Just bring it back, unload the goods and give it to me directly."
Xu Laosan squinted at him and said, "It's not impossible to sell it to you. How much do you want per kilogram?"
The youngest Xiong laughed and said, "5.3 cents, one pound is three cents more than Zhou's, that's quite generous, isn't it?"
"You buy ten or twenty kilograms, and I'll give you 5.5 cents per kilogram. Give me 5.3 cents. You should just buy the bulk goods!" After saying this, Xu Laosan reached out to pull the brake.
"Okay!" The youngest bear hurriedly grabbed his hand, "5.5 cents a pound, that's all!"
"Okay, tomorrow you pull the cart to Guanyin Mountain to transport goods!" Xu Laosan thought that he could sell 1,300 kilograms of goods for more than 60 yuan. More than 60 yuan for one trip, and more than 600 yuan for ten trips. After a few months, the account is really hard to calculate.
The youngest bear asked in confusion: "Why?"
Xu Laosan glanced at him and said, "I can't just bring the goods to your doorstep. I still have to be careful about what others see. Otherwise, what kind of person would I be if they saw me?"
"Okay, Guanyin Mountain is Guanyin Mountain." The youngest Bear jumped off the tractor happily and walked towards home with brisk steps.
At Zhou Huaian's house, everyone was busy sorting the goods from Zhou Huaiqing and Xu Hongbing's families. After weighing, the two men moved the bamboo baskets onto the cart and prepared to go back.
When Xu Hongbing left, he told Zhou Huaian that the youngest Xiong was eyeing the Xu family's tractor, and warned him to be careful about the youngest Xiong trying to steal his girl.
Zhou Huaian nodded, "I know what's going on."
He had never met Xu Laosan before, and he had no idea what kind of person he was, but he felt that Secretary Xu was not the kind of person who would forget his principles for the sake of profit.
"Okay, then we'll go back first!" Xu Hongbing ran out, climbed onto the cart and went away with Li Wu.
The two men went out before dawn every day and walked towards the mountains in the southeast. They did not receive any goods the first time, but they taught many mountain people how to pick red mushrooms and sell them to them, and they earned more than 100 yuan a day.
Before Zhou Huaian went to sleep, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. "This rain has come at a good time. I will go to the bamboo forest tomorrow to see if I can find bamboo fungus."
After hearing this, the old man said, "If you want to find bamboo fungus, you have to go early. By the time you get there at dawn, some of them will have withered."
Zhou Huaian looked at Zhou Huairong and said, "Big brother, can you and second brother drive the tractor to harvest tomorrow?"
Zhou Huairong also knew that the provincial capital wanted to buy bamboo fungus. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll bring Jiaming with me. He can also help with the selection!"
"Okay! I'll put the shotgun under the seat. Be careful on the road."
"It's okay. Xu Laosan and Huai Qing will go that way tomorrow morning. Let's go together. There's nothing to be afraid of with so many people!"
Zhou Huaian thought about it and went to take a shower and go to bed.
When he returned to the room, Yang Chunyan had already coaxed the child to sleep. She looked at him sleepily and said, "Go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow."
Zhou Huaian came forward and hugged her from behind, smelling the milky fragrance emanating from her body, and said in a soft voice: "Wife."
Yang Chunyan subconsciously turned her head to look at him, but as soon as she turned her head, her lips were captured accurately, and her nose was invaded by his warm breath: "Hey..."
All the sounds were swallowed up in an instant.
Yang Chunyan was woken up by Xiao Jiuer in the middle of the night. After feeding him, she fell asleep again. When she woke up the next day, Zhou Huaian was already up.
Little Jiuer was lying on the bed, playing with himself. She picked up the child and saw that his diaper had been changed. She looked at the time and hurriedly carried him out. She spread his legs and started to coax him to poop.
"Shhhhhhhh, Xiao Jiuer, wo daddy, shhhhhhhhh..."
When the child is older, he will urinate and poop on time, and rarely poop on himself. When the child is a little older, he will whimper and make a fuss as long as his diaper is wet.
At this time, the old man came out from the kitchen and said, "Chunyan, the youngest one has taken Wangcai to the bamboo forest in the back mountain to pick bamboo fungi."
"Oh! Grandpa, have you had breakfast?" Yang Chunyan asked.
"Eat it. I cooked noodles and porridge, and I left some eggs for you." After saying this, the old man picked up his basket and walked outside.
Yang Chunyan waited until Xiao Jiuer finished pooping, put him in the cradle, shoveled some wood ash, swept the floor clean, and poured it into the compost pit outside the yard. (End of this chapter)
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