Chapter 98: Opportunities are left to kind people

Li Ye rode his bike around the county town for a while and felt that he had nowhere to go, so he simply left the city and drove to Shuangliu Town.

The bumpy township roads seriously restricted the Mercedes-Benz speed of Xingfu 250, and Li Ye rode the thirty or forty miles for half an hour.

Today is the day of the big market in Shuangliu Town. On the river beach outside the town government, thousands of people from all over the countryside gathered.

The day before yesterday, Li Ye asked Han Chunlan to come here to get the candy, but I don’t know where to set up a stall now.

Li Ye’s motorcycle was very eye-catching. Before he could reach the big market, he saw Jin Peng waving to him by the river.

Li Ye drove over and stopped, saying, "Are you here in person?"

Jin Peng joked: "How can I not come over and see what your boss Li Ye told me?"

Li Ye shook his head and said, "I told you that you don't have to be too concerned, just treat them as ordinary relationships."

Jin Peng said: "I know I know. I let Xiao Qiu stare at them and help you see their depth so that you won't be fooled."

Li Ye said unhappily: "How could I be fooled?"

Jin Peng smiled and said nothing. The Han family affairs were circulated in Qingshui County for several months, and it has only subsided now. Are you Li Ye remembering to eat or not?

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Han Chunlan got up very early today and pushed a cart with her husband Niu Dali to Shuangliu Town.

Although Li Ye said something very ridiculous the night before yesterday, the couple could only act as a living horse and believe it.

My father-in-law died early, and her husband Niu Dali was the only son whom the mother-in-law pulled and raised. All the burdens required for the couple to carry on themselves, without help from brothers and sisters.

When I got married, my father asked for a bride price, but the Niu family paid nothing. Just after the famine was over, I encountered this unlucky thing again.

She, Han Chunlan, doesn't want to let her two children eat braised vegetables?

Let's go out and make money.

When the couple arrived at the Shuangliu Town Market, it was only four or five o'clock. The genius was just dawn, but many people already occupied the land to set up stalls.

Han Chunlan walked around and found that there was only one young man selling candy.

He rode a very rare human tricycle with several large bags and two large sacks on it.

Outside the sack, there was a pinch of candy placed, and I looked around while eating it. No matter how I looked, I didn’t look like I was here to do business.

Han Chunlan came over and asked, "Brother, are you selling hemp candy?"

The young man glanced at Han Chunlan and asked directly: "What's your surname?"

Han Chunlan was stunned and replied, "My surname is Han, brother?"

"Don't have your surname Qiu."

After the young man finished speaking, he took out a large scale and said, "Come on, help me."

Han Chunlan hurriedly helped him lift the scale and weighed two large sacks on the ground.

"There are 202 kilograms in total, and you have two hundred kilograms, so sign it."

Xiao Qiu took out a note and asked Han Chunlan to sign on it.

Han Chunlan only went to elementary school and carefully read the words on the note twice before she confirmed that it was a credit note.

The two hundred kilograms of sesame candy were given to her on credit, and the price was 50 cents.

While taking out the handkerchief that he had wrapped the money, Han Chunlan said, "Brother, I don't plan to take credit, you count."

Xiao Qiu raised his head: "Do you want it?"

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Han Chunlan was stunned for a long time and had to lower her head and said, "Yes, yes."

She signed the credit note, called her husband Niu Dali over, put the candy on a cart and left.

Xiao Qiu stopped them: "Oh? Isn't there a stall? Where are you going?"

Han Chunlan smiled and said, "Brother, you set up a stall here. How can we still grab business here? Let's go somewhere else."

Xiao Qiu said, "No, this small business will be transferred to you in the future. I will change my career and sell something else."

"Small business?"

Han Chunlan was puzzled, but she soon saw what Xiao Qiu's "big business" was.

Xiao Qiu untied the burden on the tricycle and showed off his colorful skirt, as well as his flat shirt and pants.

In addition, Xiao Qiu took out a large photo and hung it in a conspicuous place in the stall. He looked like he was photographed with an official seal on it.

Niu Dali couldn't understand the official seal, but those floral skirts made him look confused. He only felt that if his wife could wear a floral skirt, it would definitely look good.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you open the stall and prepare to shout?"

Han Chunlan turned her head and ignored the flowery skirts, urging her husband to set up his own stall and wait for the customers to come.

She was very nervous, afraid that no one would be able to get involved soon, afraid that she would not make money, so she was busy working.

But the situation is better than she thought.

In the summer of 1982, people were still poor, but a few cents were no longer a huge amount.

In this era, sweets have strong lethality to foodies of all ages.

Many villagers who come to the market will spend 30 to 50 cents after selling their agricultural products and handmade products, bring a large bag of snacks to coax their children and be filial to the elderly.

Three or five cents may seem inconspicuous, but what the small business does is to accumulate and make a lot of money. When the market is about to disperse, Han Chunlan feels that she has a lot of money in her pocket.

Although most of them are terrible tickets and sell tickets, money is just a slurry and can give people a sense of peace of mind.

"Dayi, how many pounds have you sold?"

"I didn't count! I was too busy and didn't count."

"You stupid guy, won't you see how much sugar is left?"

"Oh, one bag left, add half a bag"

Han Chunlan quickly made up her mind. After several times, she realized that she had sold sixty or seventy kilograms of candy.

If this continues for a long time

[Li Ye is really not a lie. He said that he could earn a thousand a year, but he could earn a thousand a year!]

"Italy, what do you think if we are looking at?"

Han Chunlan happily shared her joy with her husband, but found that he always looked at the clothing stall next to her.

The couple made money today, but to Xiao Qiu's clothing stall next to them, it was simply a witch.

Xiao Qiu has never stopped trading since he opened his stall.

A group of people surrounded his stall. I wanted one piece and I wanted one piece, but I was so frustrated when I received the money.

At the busiest time, Han Chunlan even asked Niu Dali to help and help maintain order, otherwise she would feel like she would be robbed.

Now that Xiao Qiu is about to sell out, Niu Dali said it is fake that he is not jealous.

Han Chunlan kicked her husband hard.

"One is a good person, you must be down-to-earth. Don't look at the mountains and the mountains. We haven't understood the transaction of candy yet! What do you think of other things?"

"I'm not greedy, I don't have it. I just want to buy you a skirt. If you don't buy it, you'll be sold out."

Niu Dali explained embarrassedly, feeling wronged like a child who had made a mistake.

Han Chunlan said angrily: "What do I want to do with a skirt? Can I do work with that skirt? If you think about the useless things, hurry up and shout for me. After selling them out, we will pay the bill with them."

Han Chunlan is not at ease with her money, so she will pay back as much as she can today.

But when the market was over and she wanted to pay back some of the money first, Xiao Qiu refused.

"These two hundred kilograms are for you on credit, and you will pay cash when you purchase the goods next time, and in addition."

Xiao Qiu threw a skirt to Niu Dali: "Thank you, brother, for helping me just now. This is for my sister-in-law, don't dislike me."

"This can't, this can't."

Niu Dali took the skirt smoothly, but insisted on paying.

Three people pushed and pushed, and finally Xiao Qiu collected three or five yuan in capital.

"Brother, your skirt cost only three or five yuan?"

"What? Are you moved?"

Xiao Qiu vomited a cigarette ring and looked at Niu Dali with a smile.

Xiao Qiu sold a skirt just now, but it cost seven or eight yuan per piece.

It's really dark.

Niu Dali Qiu Mai re-stated: "No, I'm not greedy, brother, don't worry, I'll keep it secret for you."

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To be continued...