The cave is still the same cave, and even the firewood scattered inside is still there.
It was just seven o'clock when Lin Nianhe got here. Today she was not wearing sportswear, she was still wearing the same outfit she wore when she went to work.
She collected all the things scattered on the ground into the space, then walked to the cave and threw the garbage out at once.
Simple and neat.
The regular apples stocked in her space come in sacks. No living things can enter her space, and there is no pressure. Stacking like this saves space compared to packing in cardboard boxes.
A sack weighs one hundred pounds, which is what the fruit farmers say when selling it.
Lin Nianhe took out twenty bags of apples and piled them up. Looking at the slightly clean sacks, she clicked her tongue.
I was so busy that I almost ignored it.
She casually took out a small utility knife, picked out a few lucky sacks, and randomly made innocuous small openings, tearing up the openings.
He also sprinkled some sand and soil in the space onto the sacks until they were all dirty.
Finally, she placed a few mouse traps near the apple to prevent her beloved little apple from being harmed by blind animals.
After doing this, she wiped her hands with wet wipes, took out the pulleys and twine ropes that she had tortured for two nights, put on her headlamp and gloves, and went out to install the cargo equipment for them.
This technical task was somewhat difficult, and Lin Nianhe had to climb more than ten trees to complete it.
Fortunately, she had a ladder and no shortage of installation tools, so she returned to the educated youth center before nine o'clock.
She packed herself up under the wall and then climbed over the wall into the backyard.
Sure enough, she saw Wang Shumei as soon as she climbed up the wall.
Lin Nianhe jumped down calmly, waved to Wang Shumei, and then opened the door of the hut.
Wang Shumei followed her in, unable to hide her surprise: "Looking at how delicate and frail you are, you are quite capable of climbing over the wall."
Lin Nianhe seemed to be thirsty. He raised his head and drank a tea jar of boiled water before saying, "When I was a kid, I practiced running around with my brother and the others... Where are the things? When will your cousin come?"
"It's about ten o'clock," Wang Shumei whispered, "I'll pick him up later."
"Yeah, okay."
Lin Nianhe sat down, took out a pen and paper and said, "Just in time, let me tell you..."
"The apples are packed in a sack, with a mouse trap next to it. There is a hook on the rope connected to the pulley, and it hangs on the sack and slides down..."
Lin Nianhe was talking and drawing, telling Wang Shumei how to use the pulley.
Wang Shumei listened very carefully and asked questions repeatedly until she understood everything.
Lin Nianhe tore off the paper on which the pulley was drawn and handed it to her: "Take this. If you don't understand something, just look at it again."
Wang Shumei looked at the piece of paper with complicated eyes and shook her head: "Forget it, to be honest... Nian He, in fact, if you don't draw at the beginning, I can understand it after you speak once."
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
Suddenly she didn't want to make money anymore.
It is impossible not to make money, absolutely impossible.
Wang Shumei also climbed over the wall at ten o'clock and left, taking with her twenty kilograms of red dates and Lin Nianhe's flashlight.
After seeing her climb over the wall, Lin Nianhe began to worry.
Wang Shumei is different from her. She has no ability to protect herself.
Nothing will happen in the middle of the night...
Lin Nianhe frowned slightly and wanted to follow up and take a look.
At this moment, there was the sound of the door opening in the front yard, and the footsteps were lazily heading towards the latrine.
Lin Nianhe quickly turned around and returned to the house.
Wang Shumei was not here, so she had to be there, so that even if it was discovered that Wang Shumei was not in the house, she could still help cover it up.
After struggling for three nights, Lin Nianhe felt severe pain in his waist and legs.
But she didn't feel sleepy at all. The slightest sound from outside made her think that maybe Wang Shumei was back.
Looking at the dark curtains, Lin Nianhe sighed: "My mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles..."
"Ah sneeze——"
On the dark roadside, Wang Shumei squatted in the ditch and sneezed.
She rubbed her arms and couldn't help but mutter: "It's cold in the Black Province. It's already June and it's still freezing."
She didn't feel at all that maybe someone was talking about her at this moment.
Above her head was the hemp rope and pulley that Lin Nianhe mentioned. She had walked three times before finding it. It was really inconspicuous, hidden in the canopy of the tree. If Lin Nianhe hadn't told her there was a red rope on the branch, she would have missed it.
After more than twenty minutes, there was finally light on the road.
A large truck was moving from far to near at a slow speed.
Wang Shumei did not rush out directly. She waited until the truck drove closer and saw the hands on the window, then she stood up straight.
Holding a piece of red cloth in that hand, shake it three times, pause for two seconds, and shake it three times again.
"Brother Zhuzi!"
Wang Shumei climbed out of the ditch and waved at the truck.
The truck stopped in front of her, and two strong young men jumped out of the truck.
Qian Guozhu, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked at Wang Shumei with a smile and nodded: "It's not bad, I'm fat."
It's good to be fat. Being fat means you don't have to endure hardship.
Wang Shumei smiled and greeted another person: "Brother Cangzi."
"Hey, sister." Sun Mancang is short and lean, and he looks like a well-rounded master.
Wang Shumei dragged the basket out of the ditch and said to them: "I collected this. The black market here is tightly controlled, so I won't be able to go there next time. But I found another way -"
Wang Shumei looked slightly excited and pointed behind her: "On the mountain, there are two thousand catties of apples."
Qian Guozhu and Sun Mancang were a little disappointed when they saw that there were only about twenty kilograms of red dates. Now when they heard about two thousand kilograms of apples, they both widened their eyes and looked at Wang Shumei in disbelief.
"Sister, what are you talking about?" Qian Guozhu rubbed his ears, "How many apples?"
"Two thousand catties." Wang Shumei raised her chin unconsciously.
"Hey, girls are capable, this is a hot commodity," Sun Mancang swallowed, "How much did it cost?"
Wang Shumei stretched out four fingers: "Four hairs!"
Qian Guozhu felt his head buzzing, and he couldn't even say a single word.
Sun Mancang also opened his mouth wide and was shocked.
Wang Shumei admired their shocked expressions for a while and said: "Forget it, Apple has gone up too much and it's hard to sell. Brother Zhuzhu, if you throw out fifty-five cents, the three of us can earn three hundred!"
If you go out in pieces, you can make more money, but Qian Guozhu and the others have tasks. They can't set up stalls in the black market and can only resell to the boss of the black market.
Qian Guozhu was still in a daze, but when he thought about the money, he immediately became energetic: "Where is it? Sister, you look at the car, Cangzi and I will go up and move it!"
Just two thousand catties of apples, he can move them!
But Wang Shumei said: "No need to move, they have installed pulleys, and -"
"The person said that this is the first time we cooperate and we can't give too much. If we cooperate well in the future, we will have more things!"
Qian Guozhu and Sun Mancang turned into two stone men.
They really couldn't believe their ears.
The moon poked its head out at some point, quietly watching the people under the silver light and snickering.
Qian Guozhu suddenly grabbed Wang Shumei, and his originally dark face was now even darker: "Sister, tell the truth, what have you been doing these days?"
Wang Shumei: "...?"
