In the Jiapigou area, there are many legends related to weasels, such as why Huang Daxian is charming, and why Huangpizi is asking for a title, etc.

In short, in the minds of ordinary people, the weasel is a very evil animal.

Liu Qingshan didn't believe it at first, but what happened today really overturned his original understanding.

I guess this weasel must be the one he let go. Does he really know that he has come back to repay his kindness?

Some of the behaviors of animals are so confusing that even zoologists can't understand them, so Liu Qingshan didn't waste his brain cells, as long as he didn't come to steal chickens.

Liu Jinfeng was about to use a shovel to scoop up the big vole and throw it outside the gate.

Liu Qingshan patted the big yellow dog, and the guy happily ran away with the dead mouse in his mouth. Looking at it like that, he might have gone to find a place to have a good meal.

It is said that a dog that picks up mice is a nosy person. Dogs of this era eat mice.

In the big pot in the courtyard, the old hen was stewed, and more hazelnut mushrooms were put in it. When it was almost cooked, some vermicelli was added, and it was a delicious meal.

Liu Qingshan squatted in front of the stove pit, lighting the fire and chatting with Fei Ge and Gangzi.

Since these two brothers want to do business, it's not bad. They should exercise first and accumulate some experience. When the border trade opens, they can go out and try it out.

But now that they are in the clothing business, they get the goods directly from Spring City, so there is basically no big profit.

If you can't sell it and keep it in your hands, you might have to lose money.

So Liu Qingshan pointed out a clear path for them: go directly to the wholesale market in Yangcheng to get the goods.

After seeing that the quality of Liu Qingshan's jeans was better than what he was wearing, Gangzi was completely tempted: a pair of them would make a profit of more than ten yuan.

However, he was a bit timid going to Yangcheng, a place he was unfamiliar with, and his mentality was similar to that of rural people entering the city.

And there is another big problem: all the hundreds of dollars he has on hand have been put into the goods, and there is no capital turnover.

Liu Qingshan went into the house and rummaged in the cabinet for a while, and found two business cards. They were obtained from the small boss of the wholesale market when he was wandering around Yangcheng. Unexpectedly, they would come in handy.

Gangzi held the beautiful business card and couldn't help but praise it: "The people there are still very good. Look at the printing on this thing. You can tell he is a big boss."

In their area, business cards have not yet become popular.

As for the funds, Liu Qingshan also helped to solve part of the problem. He still had two thousand yuan in spare money and planned to give Fei Ge one thousand and fifty yuan.

"Then we become a partnership. You contribute the money and we contribute the effort. We will earn half and half by then."

Of course, Brother Fei would not take advantage of this little brother, so he came up with this idea.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Don't worry too much about your losses and gains. Just treat it as a practice. Now it's just a small matter. The days of making big money will be later."

"Is this a small deal? One thousand five hundred yuan is enough to buy more than a hundred pairs of jeans!"

Gangzi felt that Brother Qingshan was good at everything, knowledgeable and capable, but he spoke too loudly.

Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes at him: "It's winter, what kind of jeans do you have to buy? Who is wearing a big cotton-padded jacket and two cotton trousers, and a pair of jeans outside?"

"Then what are you getting?"

When Gangzi thought about this, he suddenly felt worried again.

"Let's buy some Chinese tunic suits. Here, this year is the year when the guaranteed income is transferred to the account. Everyone has some spare money on hand, and there are many people getting married in winter."

Liu Qingshan remembered that in the past few years, Chinese tunic suits had been sold like crazy, and almost all the men in the family had one.

I sell tunic suits in winter and jeans in other seasons, so at least I can’t make a loss.

When they first came here, Fei Ge and Gangzi were still worried. They were in a period of confusion in starting a business and could not find their goals and direction.

As a result, after talking to Liu Qingshan, they suddenly became enlightened. They did not dare to say that they would definitely succeed. At least they could feel that success was not far away, waving to them.

It was indeed a worthwhile trip!

Wu Jianjun patted Liu Qingshan hard on the shoulder: "Good brother!"

Gangzi was also in a good mood, sniffing with a playful smile: "This chicken stewed with mushrooms is so delicious."

Beep beep beep!

A sound of car horns came suddenly, and even Liu Qingshan stood up and looked towards the road.

A white car drove slowly to the west end of the village, followed by a group of three- and five-year-old children, running and screaming. They had never even been to a car in their eight lifetimes.

"Qingshan, take a look. I don't know where the big cadre came from. Isn't he looking for our family?"

Liu Jinfeng temporarily acted as a fire girl, and Liu Qingshan and the others went out together.

"Damn it, it's Lao Maozi's Volga. This car is quite high-end!"

Gangzi was shouting loudly.

Yes, in those days, a Volga was considered a luxury car.

Looking at the man getting out of the car, Liu Qingshan clenched his fists silently: Does this guy really have the nerve to come back?

He was a man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

There was a pair of brown mirrors on the bridge of his nose and he was wearing a windbreaker. In this small mountain village, he looked so elegant, like a person from another world.

"He Jiakang!"

It was Gao Wenxue's voice that came over, and it sounded like he was extremely excited.

The man in the trench coat followed the call and raised his right hand to wave: "Literature, you are still here. Look at you, you are looking more and more like a farmer."

When Gao Wenxue rushed forward, the man in the trench coat opened his arms gracefully, ready to hug Gao Wenxue. After all, they were educated youths who once lived together.

Snap!

A loud slap hit the unprepared man in the trench coat on the cheek.

"He Jiakang, you bastard, you still have the nerve to come back!"

Gao Wenxue roared, hugged each other like crazy, and started fighting.

What's going on? Do you want help?

Brother Fei and Gangzi looked at Liu Qingshan at the same time. They could see that Xiaoshanzi's eldest brother-in-law had never fought in a war before and was really a novice.

"The Five Principles and Four Beauties are being advocated now. It's wrong to fight. Please hold back!"

Liu Qingshan had never seen his eldest brother-in-law fight before, and he was obviously very angry today.

All because of this man who got out of the car.

He Jiakang, one of the three educated youths in Jiapigou, the scumbag who took Qian Yuzhen's place back to the city, and Shan Xing's biological father!

Just as Gangzi was about to go over to start a fight, he saw Liu Qingshan directly hugging the arm of the man named He Jiakang, and let Gao Wenxue in front of him punch and kick him.

I get it, I get it, isn't that just being biased?

Gangzi also jumped over, stretched out his hand and grabbed He Jiakang's other arm, and kept shouting: "Stop hitting, don't hit the eyes, otherwise the eyes will become black and blue, and you can't hit the nose."

, all have nosebleeds..."

With his prompts, Gao Wenxue's punches gradually became clear-cut.

And He Jiakang's screams were like killing a New Year pig in Jiapigou during the twelfth lunar month.

He Jiakang, who was well-dressed and elegant just now, suddenly became extremely embarrassed:

His eyes were swollen, his nose was bleeding, and his beige windbreaker was covered in spots with blood.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Another woman got out of the car, shouting.

The driver of the car also got out, and the woman immediately shouted: "Xiao Wang, fire the gun!"

Liu Qingshan's eyes couldn't help but twitch: He was actually equipped with a gun!

"I want to see who the hell dares to shoot in Jiapigou!"

An old and domineering voice also sounded.

The young driver looked around, seeing several shotguns, foreign cannons and so on. He could only raise his hands helplessly, cursing in his heart: Who are these people? They are too cool!

After the old party secretary roared, he walked over step by step. Seeing this, Gao Wenxue also pushed up his glasses and stopped his fists while panting.

Only then did he feel that his fists were burning, a little painful, and even swollen!

"Party secretary, your boss is finally here!"

He Jiakang recognized the old party secretary at a glance. He was indeed the same one now. The other one was swollen as if he had been stung by a wasp.

"You're back!"

The old branch secretary went up to him, slapped him hard, and slapped He Jiakang hard, cursing:

"You bastard, you still have the nerve to come back. Don't come out of Jiapigou today!"

Well played!

Liu Qingshan also secretly applauded, unexpectedly, the old branch secretary who usually always smiles has such a domineering side.

"Stop fighting, why are you like this!"

The woman threw herself in front of He Jiakang, opened her arms, and protected him behind her.
To be continued...