Chapter 352 Small team

"Okay, I've caught you here!" In front of a candy seller's stall, the fat man grabbed Qiqi and threw it on his shoulder.

"Uncle Fat, this was bought for you." Qiqi handed a candy man to the fat man's eyes like a treasure. The fat man took it to his hand and saw that it was a Zhu Bajie who was quite similar.

"You little girl is a little conscientious." The fat man licked Zhu Bajie's body, and then reacted: "Hey, what do you mean that the fat uncle looks like Zhu Bajie!"

Big Braided Face smiled and said, "Brother Huang, pay for money quickly, buy more, and go home to give Maomao and Benben to eat."

The sugar seller was very happy: "Yes, yes, yes, kids like this thing the most - fat brother, how many children in the family, I can check it for you."

The fat man became annoyed when he heard this: "I won't buy it."

Big Braided Smilingly took out the money, bought a handful of candy man, and then stuffed it to the fat man: "Brother Huang, please keep it."

I carried Qiqi and walked around the place that specializes in food and drink. The fat man bought a few kilograms of peanuts and a kilogram of sesame seeds, and even bought a bottle of sesame paste. This thing is best to dip in the pot when shabu.

With the recovery of the market, many old skills have also emerged, such as those who blow sugar, as well as small grinding sesame oil, including those who sell large pieces of candy (Kanto candy, which is the kind you eat during the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month every year), all appeared in the market.

"Okay, the more prosperous the market, the faster everyone's living standards will improve. Look, Bigfoot Sister-in-law is selling eggs there." The fat man's eyes are so good. He carried Qiqi and pulled his big braid over. There was no way, there were too many people, and if he didn't pull a little, he would be thrown away in a while.

My sister-in-law was bargaining with a vendor who collected eggs: "We are from Kuoshantun. Eggs are famous in Beijing, only one cent or two. Do you like to collect them?" After saying that, she shouted in a loud voice: "There are eggs, the eggs from Kuoshantun and the wild hazel mushrooms in the mountains, if you don't buy them, there will be no one--"

"I'm going to make a fortune!" The fat man yelled and joked with his sister-in-law Bigfoot. There were only a hundred eggs in this basket. The bigfoot sister-in-law's house was more than ten chickens, which was enough to save more than half a month. However, what the fat man was most satisfied with was the shouting of his sister-in-law Bigfoot, which is the brand effect. Listen, the eggs from Kuoshantun.

Unexpectedly, the hawker who collected eggs grabbed the basket beam and said, "I have ordered all this, I have not come first and then come."

The fat man scratched the back of his head and said in his heart: Hehe, I didn't pay attention and acted as a support again.

Qiqi suddenly lay in the fat man's ear: "Fat uncle, we can't just buy it. Take out some inventory and we can also sell some pocket money."

"Yes, I can't come in vain. I have to make some contribution to the prosperous market." After being reminded by the little girl, the fat man was also excited.

After finding a place with few people, Dapianzi and Qiqi took up space here, the fat man walked out of the market and went to the small college opposite, and then came back after fiddling for a while.

"Haha, so many things!" Qiqi saw a flower basket behind her back, holding a basket in her hands, and hurried forward to pick it up. She helped the fat man carry the basket with a whisper. The little guy had some financial brains, just to have fun.

"There's more, I'll take it again." The fat man put everything on the ground and ran back. When he came back, he couldn't find Qiqi's big braid, and the two of them had long been surrounded by the crowd.

"Come on, it's all shining, we're here again-" The fat man shouted, and the crowd made way for a passage. The fat man came up with a large wooden basin, full of more than half a pound of crucian melon seeds.

"Oh, Fat Uncle, you're back and almost asked someone to rob it-" Qiqi wiped the sweat beads from her face. Just now, a basket of red pears, and a basket of mountain persimmons attracted a large number of customers, surrounded Qiqi and Dapizi and started shouting: "How did it sell?" "How much does it cost per pound?"...

The two of them had never seen this situation. They were extremely immense, without scales and no household items, so they could not sell them at all.

The fat man put the big wooden basin on the ground, and the crucian melon seeds inside swelled: "Don't worry, everyone, we are from Shantou. We will come to every market in the future, and we will definitely be real."

A little kid in the crowd shouted, "Fatty uncle, I know you. You sold Shanli Red with a hood at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative last year. My father's surname is Tang. I went to your village to buy Shanli Red."

When the fat man saw that it was Tang Fengshan's son. So he laughed: "Go, get a plate of scale for Uncle Fat." After that, a big snow pear was thrown over, and the little kid spread his hands to catch it, then ran away and disappeared.

After a while, Tang Fengshan carried a scale and ran over with his son: "Fat brother, why don't you come to my house when you come? Let's sell the goods first. My brother is from Shantou, so there is nothing to say about the things. You can eat it when you go home."

The fat man quoted the price, Qiqi and Dabizi settled the accounts and collected the money, the fat man was responsible for putting things into the scale, Tang Fengshan helped weigh the weight, so he was busy with work."

In a short while, all the guys were empty. There were still many people who squeezed for a long time, but they didn't catch them. They kept muttering. Qiqi comforted the people: "It's okay, we'll come next week."

Finally, Qiqi and Dabianzi checked the whole change and found that they had more than 30 yuan, which was a big or small income.

"Tsk tsk, this is the monthly salary of a worker. You can rely on the mountains to earn the mountains. This is indeed true." Tang Fengshan looked envious.

Seeing that he was very skilled in weighing the pole just now, the fat man couldn't help but feel moved: "Haha, Brother Tang, does this market have it in every commune?"

Tang Fengshan has been doing small business, and the news is of course more informative than fat people: "Yes, the 28 communes in our county have established farmers' markets, and they are all arranged from Monday to Sunday. Brother, do you ask this, do you also have to go to the market everywhere?"

The fat man yelled: "It's not me who went to the market. I thought that we will set up a market team for Kushantun to sell mountain goods. We can just wander around these communes to the east of the county town. The farthest place is only a hundred miles away."

"This idea is good, it's still fat, your brain." Tang Fengshan also applauded repeatedly, and then pondered for a moment: "But at least a small four-wheeler is needed to be completed. The carriage is too slow."

"It just so happened that the boss of our village bought a small four-wheeler, but there is no expert in this area in the village. If you have nothing to do, just follow the car. Why is it better than selling candied haws on a bicycle?" The fat man started to recruit talents again.

"Hehe, if the fat guys look down on me, of course there is no problem!" Tang Fengshan patted his chest hard.

"Then let's settle down. When you go back later, brother, you can ride your bike with us and let's make a good idea." The fat man did things neatly and made the decision on the spot.

Tang Fengshan happily went home to get his bicycle first, and told the old woman by the way. The fat man packed up all the houses, then led Qiqi and Dabizi to leave the market reluctantly. Their donkeys came as the slowest means of transportation, so they had to rush back early.

I found the electric pole to tie the donkey, and the donkey was still tied there, but another yelled donkey was tied to it. The two guys were ate the grass on the ground while rubbing their heads and hooking up, which was very happy.

The fat man untied the reins: "I'm sorry, we're going home. Let's be warm again when we come back next time."

When he was leading the donkey away, the yelling donkey opened its mouth wide, revealing its back teeth, and screaming hard, as if protesting against the fat man.

As soon as he passed by the post office, the fat man gathered the subscribed books and newspapers and the People's Liberation Army letters from the radar station, thinking in his mind: Uncle San seems to have to enter the mountain again. This time, he can't ask him to go no matter what he said, so as not to see the red pine forests growing back. If he yelled in a fuss, he would have to reveal his stuff.

Qiqi sat on the back of the donkey, holding the candy man in her hand, looking around happily, licking her mouth from time to time. The fat man held the little donkey in front, and also holding the candy man in her hand. From time to time, he reached to the mouth of the big braid and asked her to lick her.

The trees on both sides of the road have begun to fall, and red and yellow leaves hang on the branches, rendering the color of late autumn. A gust of wind blows, and a few pieces fall slowly, as if they have sent a business card for autumn.

The fat man and Da Braida walked side by side and chatted quietly. Qiqi was a little confused: Is there anything to say? I haven't seen Sister Xiaoyu say so much.

After walking a few miles, the owner of the car caught up with the four wheels. When Master Li Wu saw it, he hurriedly arranged: "Everyone is crowded and asked Teacher Xiaoyu to get in the car."

Big Braidae was unwilling to take the bus, but Master Li Wu was so kind that he couldn't refuse, so he squeezed onto the four wheels. When Qiqi saw it, she slipped out of the donkey's back and sat on Big Braidae's legs.

"What about me?" The fat man was a little frustrated: Old man, why are you using authority at this time?

"Fatty, just ride a donkey!" As soon as the car owner stepped up, the four wheels ran away. The fat man stomped his feet twice: "Uncle Boss, aren't you willing to go to the market? You'll ask you to run every day in the future!"

He glanced at the little donkey and the fat man discussed with it: "Or, I will ride you for a while. If it really doesn't work, I will carry you again after finishing my business?"

The little donkey sniffed twice, and ran, looking at the fat man dizzy. The fat man turned around and looked at him, and his heart was secretly ruthless: "I'll just walk slowly, I must catch the second fat man and the others and tell them to lead the donkey."

However, it was not until the entrance of the wild vegetable factory that he saw Erfeizi holding an iron pillar and speeding from behind. The fat man jumped over with a sneer and stood in the middle of the road: "Ha! This road is my driving, this tree is my plant. If you want to pass by now, you can buy wealth. If you want to say a word, you will kill or bury it. Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Erfeizi and Tiezhuzi were so scared that they jumped off the national defense: "Good man, please spare me, let me have this bicycle, I will give it to you." After that, he jumped into the trench, abandoned his car and ran back to the village.

"Little bastard, this is my car!" The fat man grabbed his hair and muttered. There was no way, so he had to tie the donkey behind the car, then rode on the car, pedaled slowly, and wandered to the village.
Chapter completed!