Rebirth of Chu Wan

At 4:30 in the morning on the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, Bai Zhixi got up to start a fire and cook. It is best to eat something warm in the morning, otherwise the road will freeze.

After all, Wan Chuer was sixteen years old, she was at the age of snooze. When she thought about getting up early, she got up at five o'clock. After washing a little, she was just in time for breakfast.

After a quick meal, the mother and daughter took the pile of things that had been packed up to the tricycle, and then hurried to the freight station.

When I arrived at the freight station, the person in charge of the freight station I had seen before was busy dispatching vehicles, and when he saw their mother and daughter, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Big sister, you are here. There is a car going to Wanzhou just about to leave. There is still a place on the car. If you are ready, follow this car."

Bai Zhi smiled and thanked him, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed it to the person in charge, and said, "Then I will listen to your arrangements and it will cause you trouble."

After the mother and daughter had discussed it, Bai Zhi came to care when dealing with the people at the freight station. After all, Wan Chuer was a teenage girl, and others would always take it lightly.

The person in charge glanced at the cigarette. It was not a bargain. He felt that although Bai Zhixi was a woman, she was better than some old men.

A smile appeared on his face, and he said: "What trouble is not troublesome, but it's just a way." After speaking, he opened the cigarette and called a driver.

"Xiao Sun, come here, come here."

A young man shivered and ran over, and asked with a breath: "Boss, what's the matter?"

The person in charge of the freight station took out four cigarettes from the cigarette box and threw them directly at him, "I'll give you a job."

When Xiao Sun saw the smoke, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly caught the thrown smoke, and said with a smile: "What work?"

The person in charge of the freight station pointed to Bai Zhixi and Wan Chuer standing next to them, "Take this eldest sister and her daughter to Wanzhou, and then load their goods."

Bai Zhi smiled and said, "Little brother, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Xiao Sun glanced at Bai Zhixi's mother and daughter, then looked at the tricycle behind them, and said happily: "Okay, come here now."

Bai Zhixi said with some embarrassment to the freight station boss: "Boss, can I put this tricycle here for a while? I will push it away when I come back at night."

"Won't the tricycle be taken away together?" the freight station owner was taken aback and asked.

Upon hearing this, Wan Chuer quickly asked, "Can we take the tricycle with me?" If the tricycle can be transported to Wanzhou, it will be much more convenient. It will save them by hiring a car there.

Xiao Sun turned around and said with a smile: "But a small tricycle, you can take it with you if you want, it won't take up much space."

Bai Zhixi also reacted, and said quickly: "Then take it, thank you little brother."

The people involved in freight transportation are rough lords. Everyone talks casually. When I suddenly met someone like Bai Zhixi, the little grandson was a little embarrassed and said, "No thanks, no thanks, on the way. thing."

So with the help of a few people at the freight station, the tricycle brought all the goods into the truck, and Bai Zhixi and Wan Chuer sat in the front cab of the truck.

There was nothing all the way, and I arrived in Wanzhou smoothly in my three childhood. Xiao Sun helped to move the things down. Bai Zhixi gave Xiao Sun ten yuan according to what he had asked before.

Xiao Sun was not hypocritical. After taking the money, he grinned and asked, "Sister, when will you be back? I'll be back to Wutong at six o'clock in the evening. If you can catch up, wait for me here."

Bai Zhi said regretfully: "Okay, if you don't see us here, you don't have to wait." She was afraid that people would wait.

Xiao Sun is very happy to be able to earn extra money with ease. You can buy a good pack of cigarettes for ten dollars, and there is a talker on the road. What a great thing.

It's already ten o'clock. Bai Zhi is pulling a cart of goods, and Wan Chuer insists on pushing it behind. There are a lot of things in a cart of goods. After inquiring clearly with passers-by, he went to the place where he sold Chinese New Year goods.

The market was crowded, the mountain products they brought were indeed popular, and many people came to ask, because Wan Chuer's price was high, and many people finally bought some pickles and left.

At two or three in the afternoon, the eight wild rabbits and five pheasants they brought were all sold out. The pecans were also rounded up by an old lady, and half of the pine nuts were sold.

Bai Zhixi's spirit is very good, she probably has the final say, these mountain products have made at least 300, and the things have not been sold out, and she has already planned where to go and collect some mountain products after returning.

Wan Chu'er was not particularly happy. In her previous life, when Jiang's mother bought something, the price was higher than what they wanted.

But here is Wanzhou, and there is still a certain gap between it and Beijing.

There are only a few pine nuts left. Wan Chuer suggested selling pickles door to door. Selling mountain products is a short-term business, and pickles are their long-term interests.

Like in Wutong, they look for a restaurant first. Many restaurants hear that they are from Wutong County, so they are reluctant to ask for it.

Wan Chuer thought for a while, discussed with Bai Zhixi, and adjusted the countermeasures.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they didn't say anything about cooperation or non-cooperation. They directly gave a pound of pickles for free, saying that they would come again in two days. If they feel delicious, they will buy it again.

People in Wanzhou also knew that Wutong pickles were famous, and they happily accepted the things that were given away for free.

There are two or three restaurant owners who have a low face and feel that it is not easy for mothers and daughters to come so far to do business, but I am embarrassed to really get a catty of pickles for free. After tasting them on the spot, they felt that the taste was good, so they bought two Three catties.

They also met a kind boss, and the boss mentioned them: "There are various kinds of pickles in the vegetable market, and ordinary people will go to the vegetable market to buy them when they want to eat pickles. Anyway, those who sell pickles are also bought elsewhere. You might as well go talk."

So the mother and daughter hurried to the largest vegetable market in Wanzhou, which is worthy of being the vegetable market in the provincial capital. It is several times larger than that of Wutong. It also sells a wide range of vegetables. You can't see Wutong in winter. , Here is very complete.

Sure enough, they found a stall that specializes in selling pickles, and Wan Chuer offered their pickles to explain their intentions. The pickle seller was a real businessman, and he laughed three minutes at the sight of people.

He didn't directly say whether he wanted or refused, but chatted with Bai Zhixi and Wan Chuer. Although the mother and daughter of Bai Zhixi were anxious, they had to catch a ride at six o'clock, but the man laughed at Yan Yan, and it was not disgusting. , On the contrary, it makes people feel that there is not enough time, otherwise they should sit down and talk.

Looking down at the watch, half an hour passed, but she didn't say anything serious. Wan Chuer couldn't help being vigilant, thinking carefully about what the pickle boss said, observing the interaction between him and the guy at the stall. After a while, I didn't find any problems, but I benefited a lot.

She couldn't help thinking that if she changed to this person and went to a restaurant to promote their pickles, the success rate would be high.

Sure enough, it is a three-person line, there must be my teacher Yan.