The happy little days of the Ye family

After dinner, Father Ye began to pack things for tomorrow.

Father Ye’s previous idea was to set up a stall on North Street one day and sell goods as a peddler the other day, taking turns.

Unexpectedly, the business on Beijie Street has been good during this period, and Father Ye has been setting up a stall on Beijie Street.

But as time went by, most of the things on the stall that were in need were bought, and recently another stall selling groceries appeared to compete with Ye's father for business.

Although the stall's business was good yesterday, the bulk of it was embroidery and honey, and other groceries on the stall were not selling well.

Ye's father has a strong sense of worry and feels that this is not going to work and he should continue to be a salesman.

Firstly, you can sell more things, and secondly, you can collect more special things from each village and sell them at the stalls.

This is not the first time that Father Ye has been a salesman. He has already known which items are easy to sell and which items are profitable.

Although the profit is not high for practical things such as good-looking fabrics, rags, needlework, and farm tools, more people buy them.

On the contrary, although not many people buy the things used for women's dressing, the profits are high.

Father Ye planned to bring more of these two types of things.

Father Ye plans to go to three villages tomorrow, Fangjia Village, Xiaoling Village and Dashan Village.

Fangjia Village is right next door to Taohua Village. Fangjia Village has opened up a lot of fields in recent years, and life is still good. If you have money, you will naturally be willing to spend it to buy things.

Xiaoling Village is not far from Dashan Village. It is also a village close to the mountains, where there are many mountains and little land.

Although Xiaoling Village is not rich, the mountains are rich in products. Many people in the village are good at tanning leather, so they can collect a batch of leather.

As for Dashan Village, Father Ye couldn't be more familiar with it. The village is very remote and there are very few salesmen. Every time he goes to Dashan Village, he always makes the most money.

Father Ye had ordered a batch of farm tools and kitchen utensils from Fang Blacksmith in Fujia Village a few days ago.

Scissors, sickles, hoes, machetes, axes, kitchen knives and large iron pots are all available.

Father Ye put all the iron supplies into a large basket, and finally placed two large iron pots on top of the basket.

In addition to iron products, Ye's father also ordered a batch of wooden items from the carpenter in the village.

Uncle Tang is getting older now and has stopped doing carpentry in the past two years. Now the carpenter in the village is Uncle Tang's second grandson Tang Xiaoqiang.

Tang Xiaoqiang is the same age as Ye Donglin. Although he is not very old, he is very talented in carpentry, and what he makes is no worse than Uncle Tang.

Father Ye packed up a few wooden basins, buckets, wooden hairpins and wooden combs and put them aside.

As far as Father Ye knows, there are no carpenters or blacksmiths in Xiaoling Village and Dashan Village. In the past few years, these items were the best sellers in the two villages.

Going to these two villages tomorrow, Father Ye specially packed up a lot of wood products and iron products.

In addition, there are things for women to dress up. Father Ye picked out 10 hairbands and hairbands each.

Because they were sold in the village, Father Ye did not choose those expensive silk headbands, but some cheap and affordable ones.

Rouge, gouache, hand balm, facial balm, and hair oil are indispensable. These little things are the most profitable.

Father Ye put all the things used by these women for dressing up in a backpack.

Then I picked out a few pieces of linen with fresh colors, suitable for little girls and little wives. Also available in black and gray, these are work-friendly burlaps.

He also packed many bundles of large pieces of cloth and rags, and finally Father Ye packed some cheap needlework.

Father Ye thought that both Xiaoling Village and Dashan Village had more mountains and less land, so he quickly went down to the cellar and brought up two sacks of corn cobs and half a sack of rice.

Early the next morning, Mr. Ye went out to sell goods with a cart full of goods.

There is a huge banyan tree at the head of Taohua Village, and there are several leafy peach trees beside it.

The autumn harvest has ended at this time, and there is no farm work at home. People in the village are idle, and it is very lively under the trees.

Seven or eight older ladies were sitting together, picking up the soles of their shoes while gossiping about various gossips that had recently happened in the village.

The younger women sat in a group under the peach tree.

There were those who mended clothes, those who embroidered handkerchiefs, and those who stitched shoe soles. They chatted about all kinds of gossip and interesting things, and they did not forget to work on their hands.

Not far away, there were three or five idle men sitting together bragging and chatting.

There were seven or eight naughty children running around.

Seeing that there were many people in the village, Father Ye simply stopped the donkey cart and moved all the groceries out of the cart.

Father Ye packed all the things on the donkey cart into categories and put them in baskets. He quickly moved seven or eight baskets and placed them in front of the donkey cart.

There is no need for Father Ye to shout, the donkey cart is too conspicuous, and many people will pay attention to it as soon as it stops.

People in the village have known for a long time that Ye's father's braised pork shop cannot continue to operate and is rented out. These people sitting at the head of the village often discuss the affairs of the Ye family.

Everyone in the village knew that Ye's father set up a stall on North Street to sell things, but they didn't expect that Ye's father would become a salesman again.

The autumn harvest had just been sold, and everyone had some money, so they crowded around the stall.

"Good harvest, I want these two large bundles of cloth."

Ye Qingmei's mother saw that the large pieces of cloth on the stall were not bad, so she quickly picked two bundles of similar colors. If I go back and work hard, I can make two small outfits for my children.

"Okay, a bundle of large pieces of cloth costs five cents. Two bundles total ten cents."

"These rags are not worth much, so give a bundle to my aunt."

"Okay, Auntie, you can pick a bundle yourself."

Ye Qingmei's mother, with quick eyes and quick hands, immediately took the largest bundle.

Father Ye shouted loudly: "Everyone, come over and take a look and choose. If you buy more than 10 yuan of things, you will get a bundle of rags for free."

"It's a good harvest and the atmosphere is bright. I want these two bundles of large pieces of cloth." Aunt Wang from the village has several children at home, and these large pieces of cloth are also used to make clothes for the children.

"I have 20 yuan worth of stuff here. Can I get two bundles of cloth?" an unfamiliar young woman asked loudly.

"Okay, okay, 10 cents will give you one bundle of rags, 20 cents will give you two bundles, and 30 cents will give you three bundles." Father Ye's voice was so loud that people nearby heard it, and there were even more people at the stall.

These rags were all given by shopkeeper Chen when he went to Chenjia Cloth Store to purchase goods.

Moreover, it was the unsightly colors that Mrs. Ye and Wang Chunyu picked out, so Father Ye didn't feel bad at all when giving them to him.

The aunts and ladies, who were very careful about their budget, were very excited to know that there was something for them. Father Ye made up for everything they lacked at home.

As soon as the aunts left, several young women came to the stall.

Compared to her aunt who is very economical, the young woman prefers the rouge and gouache on the stall.

Yang Xinghua's daughter-in-law, who had just sold embroidery some time ago, generously asked for a box of hand grease and a wooden hairpin.

The other women were just looking around, and not many people actually wanted to buy anything.

Apart from hand grease and wooden hairpins, Father Ye only sold a box of cheap rouge and some needlework.

After selling a few more candies for a few pennies, Father Ye packed up and prepared to go to the next village.