No pain no gain

When he arrived in the town, Da Zhuang asked Er Zhuang to take care of San Niuer, and he and the fool sold things together. As expected, only a few were sold after noon.

Da Zhuang gritted his teeth, and said to Er Zhuang: "Take care of my sister and follow my brother closely, you know?"

Er Zhuang gave a "hmm" and took San Niu'er with one hand and Da Zhuang's clothes corner with the other to show that he knew.

Da Zhuang tidied up the dozens of small baskets on the ground, carried them with the idiot, and walked towards Nanshi.

There are two markets in this town, one is Beishi where Da Zhuang and other people from the village come to every time, there are some messy stalls selling everything, the other is relatively high-end and tidy Nanshi, that There are shops all around, and most of the people who go there are rich and powerful people in the town. Da Zhuang didn't plan to go there at first. What's more, in Nanshi, you will definitely meet dignitaries. Although the biggest official in this town is a county magistrate, even if it's just a small clerk in the yamen, Da Zhuang can't afford to provoke him now. Even in a society with sound laws, people still don't fight with officials, let alone a place where officials can cover the sky with one hand!

Da Zhuang took care of several children, and while walking slowly towards Nanshi, he was brewing an explanation in his heart.

Da Zhuang planned to find stores that might require such small baskets, such as grocery stores, and stores that might use small baskets, such as snack shops, etc., and only went in when there were no customers in the store.

"Go, who can catch such a thing..."

"Hey, you guys, be careful to drop ashes on my pastry..."

"Go away, go away, don't get in the way of our business..."

In the previous life, he grew up under the guidance of a pair of honest parents. In addition to his poor family background, even though Da Zhuang went to college, he seldom went out shopping or singing, so he didn't blend in with his classmates. So, even Coupled with the experience of the previous life, Da Zhuang is still an honest and somewhat dull person. In the face of a poor family, Da Zhuang learned to swallow his anger, but it does not mean that he has no principles. After being ridiculed by several shops, Da Zhuang came out. Zhuang felt very uncomfortable.

Originally, it was because of Er Zhuang who was excited to see the freshness when he arrived in Nanshi. After being pushed out of the second store, he never raised his head.

Da Zhuang closed his eyes, thinking of the children of the big family, and the spring sowing that is about to start... It costs money to eat, buy seeds, and make clothes... Pulling the old clothes on his body, Da Zhuang entered again. opened a dim sum shop.

"...Look, if a customer buys several snacks, you can use this small basket to help them pack them up. Isn't it more beautiful and convenient than oiled paper..." Da Zhuang tried his best to persuade the shopkeeper in the shop.

The fat boss lazily flipped through the big and strong back basket, picked up a simple flower-shaped small basket, looked around, and said slowly: "Fifty coins, two baskets!"

Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath: "Shopkeeper, your price is too low, we have hundreds of these two baskets, even if they are all calculated as two renminbi each, it will cost hundreds of renminbi!"

The boss shook his chin with three or four floors, squinted his eyes and said: "Sell it or not? If you don't sell it, get out, we don't necessarily want this thing in our store..."

Da Zhuang didn't say anything, turned around and left with the fool and Er Zhuang. Although he urgently needed money, he couldn't bear the fruits of his labor being trampled on like this.

"Brother, let's go back! We won't sell it anymore!" Er Zhuang said with red eyes and choked up.

San Niu'er was also twitching beside her, children are the best at reading people's faces.

"Er Zhuang, be good, take care of your sister. People in the world are like this. Now we only have some ridicule. You forgot when you didn't eat last winter?" Da Zhuang said while stroking Er Zhuang's head.

Er Zhuang wiped his eyes and nodded vigorously: "Brother, when I grow up and earn a lot of money in the future, we won't have to be kicked out by others, will we?"

"Hehe..." Da Zhuang smiled and nodded, even if he has made a lot of money, he still has times to judge people's faces, but now we don't want to discourage children's ambitions...

Da Zhuang took out a slice of dry steamed bun fried with salt from the small egg basket and gave it to San Niuer. San Niuer held it tightly in her hand and gnawed it slowly, but finally it didn't develop into crying.

Gathering his mind, Da Zhuang moved the cloth belt on the pannier that was hurting his shoulders, and went into the next shop where there were no customers.

This shop sells all kinds of gadgets. It looks much more refined than the previous ones, and the shop area is relatively large. There are two guys in the shop sorting things out.

"Hello, is the shopkeeper there?" Da Zhuang asked softly, slowing down his tone.

One of the older guys came to greet him, and he still looked kindly on his face, and replied politely: "Our shopkeeper doesn't come to the store very often, what's the matter, little guest officer? I can tell you !"

Da Zhuang shook his head, there is no need to say more since there is no one who can make the decision.

"What's the matter?" A crisp voice sounded from the door.

"Ah, Young Master, you're here! This little guest officer said he was looking for the shopkeeper..." The two clerks put down the clerks in their hands, and greeted them with smiles on their faces.

Before Da Zhuang had time to turn his head, he heard Er Zhuang shout:

"It's you, I remember you, last time you stepped on our little basket!"

Zhao Ziyang looked suspiciously at the four children in rough clothes in front of him, when did he have any interaction with such people!

"The last time we went to the market, in Beishi, my elder brother and I were selling baskets, and you kicked one of our baskets!" Er Zhuang continued.

Zhao Ziyang frowned, with an embarrassing look on his face. As the eldest son of a big family, he seldom indulged. Before the Chinese New Year, because his father dumped him in this small town, he was so angry that he ran out. , I did go around the chaotic Beishi at that time, but...

"I remember that I have already lost money!" Zhao Ziyang said as he walked into the shop.

"Yes, hello, we didn't come here today for that trivial matter!" Da Zhuang stopped Er Zhuang who was about to speak, and said respectfully and politely.

The two guys brought out a stool, wiped it again and again with their sleeves, and then asked Zhao Ziyang to sit down.

Da Zhuang took off the pannier, and told Zhao Ziyang about his plan in detail.

Zhao Ziyang didn't reply right away. He rummaged through the basket carefully, and took out some special and relatively small ones. He frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "How much do you want?"

Da Zhuang was overjoyed, pointed at the few in Zhao Ziyang's hands and replied: "These patterns are time-consuming to weave, and they cost four cents each, while ordinary small baskets cost two cents each!"

"Can you make it smaller? For example, it's this big!" Zhao Ziyang asked with a slap in the face.

"Yes, but that would be of no use." Da Zhuang replied affirmatively.

Zhao Ziyang smiled lightly, the things here are not meant to be useful or not!

"I want all of these patterns. I only want ten of the ordinary ones." Zhao Ziyang said, putting down a five-pointed star-shaped basket that he was playing with.