Chapter 187: Grab business

"Dangdang--from south, from north, look at it, whether you are a archer, a sword-crossing, a cart, a load-car, a duck seller, an egg seller, a sesame cake, a fried dough stick, a sawn pot, a garlic, a garlic seller, a look at me, a look at me--"

The monkey-playing man beat the gong and returned to his old business. He still kept talking and shouting in a row.

Seeing many people surrounding him, they probably thought they were watching the monkey-playing. The fat man couldn't help laughing when he heard it, "Tell the topic, don't talk about it."

The monkey-playing man took out a sign from the carriage and stood on the ground: "Dear fellows, we are not monkey-playing man. The old man said, "What are you doing if you are not monkey-playing man? Please take a look. We are ducks and big gooses. Fatty, please give the notice to everyone."

Most of the farmers at that time were illiterate, so the fat man refused to refuse and shouted: "The purchase of live ducks and gooses is required to be this year's ducks and gooses, with preferential prices, fair transactions, and delivery of money in one hand. The big goose is 1 cent 81 pound and the duck is 1 cent 61 pound."

The advertisement was written in red paper and black ink, and it was written by the fat man himself. Two days ago, he returned from the county with a defeat. The fat man was unwilling to give up. After careful preparation, he mobilized ten large carriages, prepared money and goods, and led more than 20 people from Koushantun to the city.

Near the north gate, I chose an open space, placed the scale on the ground, and there were a row of large carriages behind them, and the cavities were woven with bamboo pieces surrounded the city in a circle, more than two feet high, and I was about to fill it with ducks and geese.

The fat man quarreled, and immediately attracted a lot of people to watch, and everyone was talking: "There is also this good thing, the price per catty is two cents higher than that of a food company."

"Eighty-mostly, we are cheating and tampering with scales. Let's go to the company to sell it, so we're more sure."

When they saw that everyone was leaving, the monkey-playing man became anxious. Dangdang dang dang dang beat the gong a few times: "Don't leave, everyone, our scale has been tested by the Measuring Bureau. I'm missing a pound to accompany you one pound!"

However, in that era, the people's concepts were deeply rooted and they believed in state-owned units. Therefore, although the monkey-playing people almost broke the gong, they still couldn't keep people.

This situation was long before the fat man expected, and he thought to himself: "It's not that I'm not kind to you, but mainly for everyone. I can really sell it for two more dollars."

So he shouted: "Don't leave, whoever has finished weighing at home can try it out here with me. You must ensure that you don't have errands. After selling it, pay immediately."

After saying that, I opened the school bun on my body, and there were suddenly RMB inside, some of which were both fixed and some of which were zero.

"Then I will sell this to you, I have weighed it at home." An old farmer wearing a dog-skin hat came up. He was carrying a dirt basket on his arm, and two goose heads stuck out from it, not making two thick chirpings.

The monkey-playing man was very happy and grabbed the basket beam: "Old webmaster, you weighed it and then peel it."

The old webmaster was wearing a yellow coat and wire gloves on his hands. He put the earth basket on the scale, and then stuffed a small flat weight into the scale hook.

He pulled it with his hands twice, and after the beam was leveled, he reported a number. The fat man wrote the number with a pen next to him. Two young men came up, grabbed the big goose on the carriage, and then weighed the earth basket, reduced the weight of the outer skin, and the rest was the net weight.

"Nineteen and a half pounds, twenty pounds are three yuan and six yuan, three yuan and six yuan to nine cents, three yuan and five cents per one." The fat man's small calculation was quite familiar.

The old farmer kept nodding: "One or two less than when he was at home. I guess he had two sucking shit on the road."

"Uncle, this is your money, check it out." The fat man handed over the money. The old farmer counted it happily, and then put it in close proximity: "Okay, you have to queue up when you go to the food company. I have sold it for another 40 cents. I will go back and tell the villagers that everyone comes to you." After that, he left happily with an empty basket on his shoulder.

The fat man looked at the old farmer's back and muttered to himself: "Uncle Boss, you don't have to call the people in the village anymore. They are all things from their own homes, so why are you trying to do it back and forth?"

That's right, the old farmer just now was disguised as a car owner, and it was a "support" arranged by the fat man. There was no way, the fat man was not trying to deceive people, but mainly wanted to change everyone's concepts.

It can be said that the geese factory in Kuangshantun is ready for everything, and only the big geese are needed. If you really can't get it, that would be dumbfounded.

Speaking of which, the power of role models is infinite. As soon as the car owner left, someone came up to sell gooses and ducks. Everyone was busy. The old revolutionary was responsible for weighing the weight. The fat man temporarily took on the role of accountants and cash officers. Cheng Lei organized everyone to queue up, and those who played monkeys really started to become "gee Bole". Any old ducks and geese that were too old were not accepted.

Gradually, the fat man saw a problem and hurriedly asked the old revolutionary to study: "There seems to be too many ducks and geese, accounting for about one-third."

This is indeed a problem. Generally speaking, male and female can account for half of each other. Relatively speaking, males should look older than females. Those who keep their own meat for their own home are usually males, and they want to have more meat.

But who would be willing to eat a few days ago, it would be good to keep one for the New Year. This led to the number of geese far exceeding the fat man's expectations. He originally planned to collect it at a ratio of 10 to 1.

"It's better to keep it first, it's good to have it." The old revolutionary replied in a low voice. The fat man thought it was the same. At worst, he could slaughter a group during the Chinese New Year.

In the morning, the ten taels of horse-drawn carriages were full. The fat man counted the data and found that there were more than 500 ducks and big geese.

So I asked everyone to drive the car to transport it back first, come home, and then ask other carriages to deliver it to the Tencent Factory. Before leaving, I told you to come to another ten more carriages next time.

The carriages lined up and left the acquisition point. Before they could walk out of the street, the car owner came out of the alley, took the big whip from the monkey-showing hands, threw a crisp whip flower, and ran away. The two hats of the dog-skin hat were still slapping the ears.

The remaining staff continued to acquire, circled a piece of ground with holes on the ground, and then put it inside first.

After noon, more and more people came to sell ducks and geese. It seemed that the news spread more and more, but the fat guys and the others were so busy that they didn't even have time to eat.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, my eyes were already dark and there was no light for the acquisition, so I had to suspend the acquisition. After the fat man calculated, he collected more than 800 more, and the results were gratifying.

However, the money in the fat man's schoolbag was like flowing water, and he had already paid more than 2,500 yuan so far. Fortunately, he saved some money by selling fresh eggs and wild fruits in autumn, otherwise the fat man would have to owe a lot of debts again.

"Why is this money not enough to spend it?" The fat man couldn't help but sigh, and then he heard a rumbling sound from his stomach.

The fat man took out two great union photos and sent them to the old revolutionary: "You lead everyone to dinner first, I'll be here to guard it, don't forget to give me two steamed buns first."

"I have money to pay." Old Geng just refused, and his eyes were quick and quick to take over twenty yuan in one hand: "This is business, how can you spend your own money?"

"Fatty, go and eat first, and come and change me after you finish eating." The old Gengming knew that the fat man was a big belly.

"No, I'll feel at ease." The fat man pushed the old revolution away, then picked up a big front door and took a sip of happiness. This guy was busy just now and didn't even have to smoke.

After a while, Cheng Lei brought three hot steamed buns: "Fatty, you can put the bottom first, and I'll exchange you later."

The fat man killed a steamed bun in three or five mouthfuls, and then felt a little thirsty, so he took out a green kettle from the wooden box and gulped two mouthfuls.

When I put down the kettle, I felt the front headlights flashing because the acquisition point was on the side of the road, and my eyes were so shaking that I couldn't open. The fat man couldn't help but mutter: "What awesome?"

After the car passed, the fat man saw clearly that it turned out to be a jeep. Moreover, with the help of his super vision, the fat man saw that the license plate looked familiar, which was the car of County Mayor Zhao Wanshan.

"I guess this guy will know about this when he goes to a food company. Nowadays, no one dares to compete with state-owned units for business. It seems that he has to be more careful." The fat man thought about it and decided that it would be better to transport these big geese back as soon as possible.

So while it was dark, they put all the big goose ducks into the wooden box. When he finished his work, the old revolutionaries and the others had already returned. The monkeys were so drunk that their faces were red, like monkeys' butts.

"Fatty, the big goose, what do you think of, it's gone!" The monkey-playing man was more concerned about these future "subjects", so he took a look and found that the hole was empty.

"What a joke? I just happened to come to the food company's great liberation. I was going to go to the commune to pick up goods, so I asked them to take them back. You will live here tonight. I will arrange it. I will come back tomorrow. You will continue to receive it." After that, he handed the Qian Duozi to Lao Jie, rode his bicycle and ran away.

"Don't go back, the captain and the others are at home anyway!" The old revolutionary shouted, and the fat man was gone.

Speaking of which, when County Magistrate Zhao arrived at the food company, the gate was blocked by a carriage, so he got off the car outside the door and walked in. He heard a group of people discussing: "I would have known that I would have come this morning. There is a duck and geese in the north gate, which is two cents more expensive than this catty."

"It's true or false, how can this be a good thing?"...

Zhao Wanshan frowned as soon as he heard this: "Who is collecting ducks and geese?"

"I don't know a large group of people, but there is a big fat man inside. That guy is so strong." An old farmer next to him replied casually.

County Magistrate Zhao understood as soon as he heard this, and a sneer flashed through his eyes: "Fatty, you should be unlucky this time."

At this moment, the fat man he said had already ridden his bicycle and ran towards Koshantun. Half of the crescent moon was pulled down from the sky, reflected on the snow, bright and bright. The fat man followed the slid road, and became more and more vigorous, and he was speeding all the way. As soon as the sky was dawn, he arrived outside the village.

The fat man jumped out of the car, supported the big national defense on the roadside, and then sprinkled ducks and geese from the wooden box. A large area was laid and discharged dozens of meters on the avenue.

These guys flapped their wings, and a lot of water droplets splashed onto the fat man. It turned out that they were all taking a bath in the pond in the space.

"Fortunately, winter is just now. If it is winter, I will freeze your paws." The fat man raised his arms, opened his voice, and began to thrust along the avenue.

However, the duck and goose had never come here, and they were a little jealous and didn't recognize each other. They screamed and squeezed around, but they just refused to move forward, making the fat man sweat all over, and the entire team only advanced two or three meters.

At this moment, carriages drove over in front, and it was the car owner and the others. The fat man quickly shouted: "Stop the car, come down to catch ducks!"

The owner of the car saw that there was a bright white and bright spot in front of him, and there was a small team of black ones, and he was also a little stunned: "Fatty, how did you get it back? You couldn't have rushed from the county town to our village, right?"

The fat man felt chills: The duck's two short legs, walking, pulling and pulling, can't walk for more than a hundred miles even if he is tired and broken. Do you think it's a wild duck!
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