"I can't get the goods here for you. In half an hour, you can pull the cart to the alley in front. My goods are over there."
"Okay, it's not far."
"Okay then, these fruits?"
"Yes, we want fruit too."
"Okay, last time I sold apples for four for ten cents, now I'll give you five for ten cents. Lychees are five cents a pound, and the same goes for goat milk pot. Red dates are ten cents a pound."
"Big sister, let me tell you the truth, we want these to sell to others, if you give me a little discount, it will be easier for me to sell them."
Ying Han paused, then said with embarrassment, "This also has its costs. If it's any lower, I'll lose money."
"How about this, six apples for ten cents, and I won't bargain with you for the rest, okay?"
Ying Han looked at the two baskets of fruit and nodded in agreement.
Everyone took out their own scales and weighed each item. The total price of these fruits was 2 yuan.
"Hey, little girl, these lychees you picked up are not the same ones you took from my house last time."
Ying Han smiled silently, which was considered as his agreement.
"You're doing a good job growing it. It's bearing fruit right after you planted it. I've been growing it for so long and haven't gotten any fruit yet."
"My family knows a little about growing fruit trees."
"Oh, I see."
"Sister, I'm going to help you contact the goods. Let's meet in the alley for the party."
"Okay, okay, we'll go with enough money."
"Why."
After Ying Han left, the older sister quickly closed the door and started to laugh with her husband, "Dad, these fruits are so sweet. We can make double the money if we sell them."
"I can't make double the money, but I can still make a little difference. It's probably more than a month's salary."
"Uh-huh"
After leaving the small street, Ying Han returned to the alley and took out two baskets of fruit. This time, he went to another street and knocked on every door. Some people ignored him, and when he saw that they were selling things, he closed the door directly.
Some people were very enthusiastic and bought a lot.
Ying Han didn't weigh the goods, but just estimated the price. Both baskets were sold in a short time.
It’s one dollar more than what I sold it to that lady.
Seeing that the time was almost up, he hurried back to the alley and got out a large sack of rice and half a sack of millet.
When Ying Han moved things out of the space, he only needed to think about it and pick it up with his hands, and it would come out, but once it was outside, it had real weight.
After getting it out, she could only wait here.
About ten minutes later, the elder sister and her husband came pushing a flatbed cart with a quilt on it.
"Comrade, here we come."
"Sister, the things are here, but I didn't weigh them."
"We have it, we have it, we brought it."
The older sister held a scale and a thick stick, and the three of them lifted it and weighed it.
A bag of rice weighs exactly 200 kilograms, and millet weighs 80 kilograms.
"Eighty kilograms is eighty kilograms, so let's take these away."
"Okay, rice is 40 cents, millet is 60 cents."
The eldest sister said in embarrassment, "Sister, look, we are also going to sell it for money. We want a lot. Can you give us a discount?"
"Comrade Sister, I don't need tickets for these. The prices are even cheaper than those at the grain and oil store. I can't get any lower. If you don't want them, I can sell them for more than you. I don't have this much food every day."
When the older sister heard that she was going to sell it to someone else, she immediately became anxious and said, "Okay, okay, I'll do it your way."
After the elder sister finished speaking, she gestured to her man, who took out a handkerchief from his pocket, which was full of money.
The man spat on his fingers and started counting the money.
Ying Han looked at the money stained with his saliva and frowned subconsciously.
"Rice is eighty, millet is forty-eight, a total of one hundred and twenty-eight yuan. Here, big sister, you count it." The male comrade counted it twice, and then the elder sister comrade counted it again.
When it came to Ying Han's hand, Ying Han took a quick look at it perfunctorily, because when they were counting the money, she had checked it three times. One hundred and twenty-eight yuan, that's right. "Sister, that's perfect. I'll take this money."
"Okay, big sister, let's go. Next time you have something good, you must come to my house."
"I'm not getting enough food. If I have any, I'll definitely come to you."
Ying Han took the money and happily went to the supply and marketing cooperative. She was now a wealthy woman with more than 300 yuan in savings, so she had to reward herself well.
It was called a reward, but it was just buying two kilograms of brown sugar from the supply and marketing cooperative.
Ying Han arrived at the place he had agreed to meet with the uncle and waited for about half an hour before the two men came back driving their donkeys.
"Ying Zhiqing, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. We didn't buy something and were delayed for a while." The uncle saw Ying Han and explained.
"Uncle, it's okay. I just waited for a while."
"Okay, get in the car. We have to go to the neighboring village to buy some fish."
"Why."
After Ying Han got in the car, he took two apples out of the basket for the two of them.
"Uncle, comrade, this is the fruit I just bought, please try it."
The uncle quickly waved his hand and said, "Hey, fruit is expensive, please put it away and keep it for yourself."
"I met an old farmer today. He grew them on his own and only charged me ten cents for them. He gave me a dozen of them. Eat them. You can't keep them."
Ying Han forced one on each of them. The three of them chatted casually while chewing apples. This uncle was a prestigious person in the village and clan, the third oldest, and everyone in the village called him Uncle Wang.
The man following him was Wang Ershuan, the son of Wang Laowu in the village. He was seventeen years old this year and had just gotten married in the spring.
Ying Han was surprised to hear that he was married, but then he thought about how in rural areas at that time, people did get married at the age of sixteen or seventeen.
"Ying Zhiqing, it's not good to have such a spot on your face at such a young age. It will delay your marriage plans in the future. You should see a doctor."
"Uncle, I came to see the doctor today. The doctor said that this thing is not easy to eliminate and it will probably take one to two years."
"Oh, it's been so long. Why are you so unlucky?"
"Hey, who says it's not?"
Ying Han is also very good at telling lies.
"Ying Zhiqing, if you have any difficulties in life in the future, just tell us. It is a kind of fate that you can come to our village."
"Yeah, thank you uncle, thank you Ershuan brother."
When the three people passed by a village, the village chief let Ershuan enter the village. After a while, two people followed Ershuan.
Two men came carrying two buckets of fish. "Big brother, today's fish are all very evenly sized. We picked them especially for you."
"Thank you, old man. How much is it in total?"
"One dollar."
"Classification."
"Uncle, do you have any extra fish at home? I want to buy two."
"Who is this?" The uncle glanced at Ying Han, and was stunned when he saw the red spots on her face. Then he turned his head and looked at Uncle Wang inquiringly.
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