My 1995 Small Farm Chapter 122

   Chapter 122 Susu Selling Vegetables II

   Wang Susu's voice just fell, and the wolf howls in the distance seemed to explode, one after another, coming one after another.

   "Ouch, ooh, ooh—"

   Immediately afterwards, the barking of dogs in the village also echoed from a distance, echoing the howling of wolves.

   "Don't be afraid, the sound is on the top of the hill west of our village, far away from us."

  Chen Ling caressed the back of his daughter-in-law and comforted.

   He was also frightened just now, and he didn't dare to let out the air.

   "Let's, let's go quickly. During this time, there are a lot of wolves on the mountain, and they all come out at night to find food. If they smell human, it will be troublesome."

  Wang Susu made her face pale with fright, hid in Chen Ling's arms, and hugged him tightly.

She grew up in the deep mountains and often heard stories about wolves from her elders. She had a better understanding of the habits of wolves. She knew that wolves have a keen sense of smell. They can smell the smell of prey several miles away at night, and they can even distinguish them clearly. The number of prey that came out was more or less, and now there were only two of them. If they were targeted by wolves at night, it would be difficult to escape.

   Even if it is a very long distance in the eyes of people, it is nothing to a wolf. As long as it keeps an eye on you, it will soon be able to catch up.

   "Well, let's hurry up, it's alright."

  Chen Ling said and looked back in the direction of the village, and then saw that the two dogs also relaxed, no longer as alert as before, thinking that there may be wolves around the village going down the mountain.

   It is estimated that Little King Kong is warning the dogs in the village.

   But this kind of thing is too mysterious, he couldn't explain too much to Wang Susu, so he let Xiaobai Niu speed up.

   This time, the little white ox performed well. He was not as timid as before when he heard the wolf bark, and he didn't even show much fear. After mooing twice, he spread his hoofs and pulled the car to run.

  The mountain road was difficult, and after the speed was increased, the bullock cart bumped even more.

   It will be better after another mountain ridge, Wang Susu is also relieved, not as nervous as before.

   "It's really scary. It's nothing to worry about in the future. I won't be in time for the morning market."

   "Well, it's fine to keep the rest of the dishes for two or three days. I can send them to the city twice a day during the day and they can be disposed of, so I don't have to worry about them much."

  Chen Ling wiped the cold sweat on his little daughter-in-law's face, smiled and comforted.

  The two hugged tightly just now, and Wang Susu was frightened again, sweating all over.

   At this time, the ox cart gradually slowed down, and the county seat was approaching soon.

   We set off at three in the morning and arrived at the farmers market in the western suburbs at 4:15.

  In the usual time, the market is already crowded with people at this time, and the lights are bright.

Now it is extremely deserted, the lights are not on, it is pitch black everywhere, only small stalls are set up every three or five steps away, most of them are carrying burdens, or leaning on bicycles, selling some mountain goods, wild fruits, mushrooms, etc. of.

There are no    trucks that pull vegetables and fruits. In the past, these trucks would come down from the city to collect fruits and vegetables, and they could make a lot of money in one trip, so they came very often.

   Actually earning more now.

   But after the flood, the fruit and vegetable farmers suffered, and there was nothing left to sell. When they came, they couldn't even pack the car. It was really not worth the trip, and no one was willing to come.

   On the contrary, there are a few hawkers walking back and forth with their hands behind their backs, walking up to those small stalls from time to time, look at this, look at that.

   Those who can negotiate will be weighed, and those who cannot agree will stand in front of the stall and haggle with me.

   When everything is in short supply, there is no need to worry about selling things.

   Someone like Chen Ling who is pulling a full truckload of goods is already a big business.

As soon as they drove their carts into the gate of the market, they were stared at by sharp-eyed hawkers. They kept asking questions behind the bullock cart, and some wanted to reach out to touch them, but two dogs came out and scared them. Too choking, dare not get too close.

   "Brother, what are you pulling on the car?"

"vegetable."

   "What kind of dishes are they?"

   "Half the car is leeks, the rest are beans, eggplant, tomatoes, loofah..."

   "What price?"

  Chen Ling slowly parked the car in the open space and stretched out a slap.

   "I'll drop a mother, five dollars a pound, you really dare to ask for it."

  It was dark, and the lights in the market were not turned on recently. The hawkers looked in front of them, gasping for breath, their eyes staring like eggs.

   Not to mention the hawkers at this price, Wang Susu was frightened.

  Chen Ling still smiled softly, as steady as Mount Tai.

   The sky is full of asking prices, and you can exchange money on the ground. Now it is a seller's market. It is not about whether others buy it or not, but whether he is willing to sell it or not.

   "It's cheaper, as long as the things are not bad, each of us will unload a few more bags for you."

  Chen Ling shook his head and said nothing.

   Just took off the straw hat and handed it to Wang Susu, untied the ropes of the ox cart, and carried the vegetables in the bag down.

   Then open the bag and reveal the vegetables inside.

   He didn't want to take advantage of this special opportunity to make a fortune, but it was too easy to let go. These hawkers don't pay attention to these things, and I'm afraid they want to lower the price.

   At this time, the hawkers walked up to the front and flashed a flashlight to look at the vegetables in the bag, and their eyes lit up a little.

   "You little brother, are you trying to raise the price while the stock is low?"

   "Go to the side to find out, the old man selling mushrooms over there only gave him 1 yuan or 7 yuan, and this is because he is old, and it's not easy to get up early and get up in the dark, so he gave him 20 cents."

   "But you have a lot of goods, and the dishes are pretty good. If you can, I'll give you another 10 cents, one yuan or eight. We will share it with a few people, and I will take it away for you."

   "This way you can save your heart, and we can save you too. What do you think?"

  Chen Ling was still silent. The last time he came to sell it, people still robbed ordinary vegetables for two yuan a pound.

   More than half a month has passed, come to catch a morning market, the price has fallen?

   fooling the ghost.

   It's because he just bid five yuan, or else, I really don't know how low these hawkers will be.

   "Don't say a dollar and eighty-five cents, everyone, hurry up and give you a dollar and nine."

   "There was a disaster this year, everyone was poor, and there was not much money in their hands."

   "At this price, we are still taking a risk. We have to go out of town to sell it. In a hot day, the mountains are high and the road is far away. If you are not careful, you will have to smash it in your hand."

   These hawkers haggle around Chen Ling, saying everything to me.

   They are all old oilers, and they are very thieves, and they all have a tacit understanding. The price increase is a dime to a dime, in order to give Chen Ling an illusion that the price of vegetables is not too high at the moment.

In fact, at other times, bargaining for a few cents or even a few centi On the side of the road, those tomatoes and oranges that cost five yuan and seven or eight catties, and ten yuan, fifteen or sixteen catties, such as tomatoes and oranges, are all charged for a few cents a catty, or even lower prices. After throwing out the shipping costs, the cost is extremely low.

   But now the times are different, it is when the stock is out of stock, it becomes another situation.

   The more they refused to give the price, the less Chen Ling would let go.

   "Little brother, can you sell it for 19 yuan? You have a nice word."

  The hawkers are the best way to embody the saying that there is no business, no treason, and Chen Ling also understands that these people are the ones who can trick one another.

   He was too lazy to say more, sat on the ground, still stretched out his slap, and replied lightly: "Five yuan a pound, if it's less, I won't sell it."

   "Hey, you..."

  The hawkers were dumbfounded and angry.

   Then he couldn't help shouting again.

   "Five dollars a pound to steal money, where can I find this price?"

   "Let's go, let's go, this young man doesn't understand the market, and he is blindly bidding prices. How can he sell things like this, and it is not the way to make money by taking advantage of it."

   But he said walking, no one moved.

   Such a huge load of things, no one would let them give up like this, for fear of letting their peers get the first.

   Just look at me, I look at you, and froze in front of the ox cart.

  Chen Lingzhi was amused when he saw it.

At this time, Wang Susu also saw some signs, and was extremely surprised. Good guy, these hawkers are reluctant to leave for five yuan a pound. That is to say, even if the price of their own vegetables is less than five yuan, it will definitely be higher than what they paid before. One dollar nine is too high.

   Looking at Chen Ling's calm appearance from beginning to end, she suddenly stopped worrying.

   So the young couple held the kettle and drank the water one by one, teasing the two dogs from time to time, looking very leisurely.

   This made the hawkers depressed.

  Just now they saw that Chen Ling and his wife were young and had new faces, so they thought it would be easy to deal with.

   Who knows that if you insist on five yuan a pound, you won't let go, what else is there to talk about.

   "Lord Ge, in this broken year, the one who has the goods in his hand has become a grandfather, and we have all become grandsons."

   "It's **** hard to take advantage of this opportunity to make some money."

   "Well, it's not easy to return, but right now there's nothing missing, no matter what it is, whether it's good or bad, as long as you get it, you'll have to make money."

   "That's true."

  The hawker refused to leave, so he moved not far away, and while discussing it, he couldn't help cursing.

  No way, this ox cart full of vegetables is really eye-catching.

  There are several mining farms in the neighboring county to the north, and there are many rich people. If you can get melons, fruits and vegetables, and sell them over two hills, you can earn several times more than in the local area.

   In their opinion, this carp is a treasure.

   "Little brother, give it a little cheaper, we really want it, let's not play tricks, can we give a fair price."

   "Don't shout five yuan, five yuan a pound is really old."

   "Then a dime less, four nine."

   "Oh, you, there's no such thing, I'll give you half, two yuan for one, will you?"

   "No, no, it's too hard to fold it in half. Where did you get the two yuan and one? Four yuan and eight."

   They paid Chen Ling up by 10 cents before, but now Chen Ling is counter-offering at 10 cents.

   It wasn't him who was anxious anyway.

   The two sides were pulling and pulling for a while, and finally the price fell to three dollars. The hawkers refused to give more, and Chen Ling knew that this was the bottom line.

   And the three dollars a pound is the price excluding the leeks. The leeks are as high as two yuan or two. After all, no one is stupid and knows that this stuff can't be stored for a long time.

  After the price is negotiated, the next step is to go to the scale.

Wang Susu is like a small tail, carrying a flower cloth bag, and follows Chen Ling closely. Every time she passes the scale with a hawker, she carefully writes down the weight and price with pen and paper. This is the first time for her. Selling vegetables in this way seems extremely serious, and it has to be counted back and forth on the paper several times.

   Finally, after the confirmation is correct, we will pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand.

  Chen Ling also informed Chen Yingqiang in advance, and let the hawkers carry the vegetables and bags away.

   Just buy some new snakeskin bags.

   After the vegetables are sold, these new snakeskin bags are small coins.

The    dishes are sold out and the money is in hand.

   The young couple drove the bullock cart away from the market, and it was past five in the morning.

  In summer, it is early in the morning, and you can see things clearly at this time.

  Wang Susu sat on the ox cart, leaning against Chen Ling's shoulder with a flower cloth bag, and kept counting money.

   After counting over and over again, over and over again, and finally excitedly said to Chen Ling: "A Ling, 6,784 yuan, almost 7,000 yuan, let's save it."

  Chen Ling smiled and pecked her face: "No hurry, let's find a place to eat first."

   Recently, there are few people, and the food stalls in the market are not open, so it is not very convenient to eat.

   "Okay, then let's buy some bags after dinner, and a few feet of red cloth, as well as sugar and firecrackers, so we can use them to build a new house."

  Wang Susu was very happy. Seeing no one around, she didn't care about being shy, so she kissed him back on the face, and then grinned and pinched her fingers to figure out what to buy.

   (end of this chapter)

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