The next morning, after Zhang Dachuan got up, he saw Jiang Wantong cooking in the kitchen and greeted him as if nothing was wrong:
"Sister-in-law, good morning."
Jiang Wantong looked back at Zhang Dachuan and asked:
"I didn't see you all day yesterday. Where were you?"
Zhang Dachuan said hurriedly:
"I was busy working all day in Taoyuan yesterday. I fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, it was already dark."
Jiang Wantong didn't think much after hearing this, but sighed:
"It doesn't matter whether I go to Taoyuan or not. There is no water in that area. If it doesn't rain, I'm afraid there won't be any harvest this year."
Zhang Dachuan decided not to tell his sister-in-law about the changes in Taoyuan for the time being. He quickly finished his meal and said with a wipe of his lips:
"Sister-in-law, I went to the field to pick peaches. I plan to go to the county town to sell them in the afternoon."
Jiang Wantong heard this but didn't take it to heart.
She knew very well what her peach orchard looked like. She could eat the peaches she produced, but no one would buy them if she sold them for money.
What's more, Mingyue County is now depopulated and there are not many customers.
But she didn't want to dampen Zhang Dachuan's enthusiasm, so she nodded and agreed: "Well, you go ahead, don't force it, sell it if you can."
Zhang Dachuan nodded, went to Widow Wu's house to borrow an electric tricycle, and then went to the Taoyuan to pick peaches.
Although he was confident in his own peaches, it was his first time doing business and he was inevitably timid. In the end, he only picked two baskets of peaches, intending to try the water first.
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The road from Xiushan Village to the county seat is extremely rugged and difficult to walk. There is also a section of dirt road. Once it rains, it is impossible to walk on it.
Fortunately, the weather has been fine recently. Zhang Dachuan rode an old tricycle for more than an hour before arriving in Mingyue County.
It was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Dachuan went straight to the gate of the county hospital.
This is the place with the most stable passenger flow in the entire Mingyue County, and people entering and leaving the hospital also need to buy fruits, so a large number of fruit vendors gather.
Zhang Dachuan's appearance did not attract anyone else's attention.
But when he laid out the peaches in the basket one by one, the fruit vendors couldn't take their eyes away.
I saw that Zhang Dachuan's peaches were not only huge in appearance and ruddy in color, but also crystal clear and exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Not to mention the taste, the appearance and taste alone put it ahead of other fruit sellers.
Finally, a fruit merchant couldn't help but stepped forward and asked Zhang Dachuan:
"Brother, how do you sell this hairless peach? A new variety? Why haven't you seen it before?"
Zhang Dachuan smiled slightly:
"It is indeed a new variety. Today I put it on display for the first time, so it is not expensive at 41 pounds."
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of all the fruit sellers became extremely exciting.
"How much? Forty-one pounds? Are you kidding me?" the fruit merchant who first asked him said with eyes wide open.
Seeing this, another fruit merchant also kindly suggested:
"Brother, these are peaches, not gold. If you sell them for forty, do you think you are a fool?"
At this time, a seller next to him who was also selling hairless peaches laughed strangely:
"I think other people are not fools, he is! Haha, forty-one pounds, four yuan a pound is about the same!"
Others' ridicule was nothing, but Zhang Dachuan couldn't hear the word "fool".
It took him a long time to return to normal from a fool, and he was particularly sensitive to these two words.
Zhang Dachuan glanced at the guy who was laughing at him and said coldly:
"Four yuan a pound is an ordinary commodity. My peaches are top-quality peaches that have been carefully cultivated and grown. The nutritional value of one peach is worth your basket. If it sells for forty-one pounds, it is considered cheap. For those who don't know the difference. Just stop beeping.”
The triangular-eyed hawker was furious and stood up with his eyes wide open:
"Who do you think doesn't know the goods?"
Zhang Dachuan laughed:
"I'm telling you who's blind. Why are you taking the lead?"
Sanjiang's eyes were extremely angry. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over to teach Zhang Dachuan a lesson. However, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure walking towards them and immediately gave up the idea.
Other vendors also discovered the situation one after another and calmed down one after another, guarding their stalls obediently like little sheep.
A kind-hearted vendor even reminded Zhang Dachuan in a low voice:
"Brother, manager Liu Peng is here! Don't stir up trouble, be obedient and don't jump too much, you know!"
"Otherwise, you won't be able to do this! He's in charge of this!"
Upon seeing this, a companion immediately said to the vendor:
"Niu Zhuang, you are so kind again! You forgot so quickly about Liu Peng's fine you last time? What the hell does he do!"
The honest man named Niu Zhuang's face changed slightly, and he scratched his head in confusion. Although he returned to his stall, he couldn't help but remind Zhang Dachuan in a low voice:
"Brother, remember to hold back. The King of Hell is easy to meet, but the kid is difficult to deal with."
Zhang Dachuan stared at the middle-aged man who was walking over, his eyes lingered on the man's Mediterranean hairstyle, and asked strangely:
"Isn't this a public place? How can he control us?"
Niu Zhuang replied in a low voice:
"They have a relationship with the hospital leaders, so they occupy the sidewalk and parking space in front of the county hospital. The autonomous management of the enclosure collects stall fees from us, and they also share our profits. We live a comfortable life."
"If you want to set up a stall here, just listen to my advice and pay obediently when someone asks you to pay. Do you understand? Your arm can't twist your thigh!"
"If you build a good relationship with Liu Peng, you can set up a stall at the best location near the gate. That's a Feng Shui treasure!"
Zhang Dachuan nodded, and then noticed that the triangular eyes with which he was related happened to be the stall near the hospital gate. He immediately understood in his heart and couldn't help but grin:
It seems that setting up a stall is not an easy task.
Sure enough, as Liu Peng approached, the vendors selling fruit products stood up to greet him one after another, each showing a flattering smile, passing cigarettes to others, stuffing fruits to others, scrambling to fawn over each other.
Especially the peach seller with a shy face, he greeted his father with a shy face, shouting "Brother Liu" and "Brother Liu", and already stuffed a box of King Furong in his mouth.
Liu Peng accepted the triangular-eyed filial piety with satisfaction and patted this guy on the shoulder: "Xiao Li did a good job, keep up the good work, and I will keep this best stall brother for you in the future."
Triangle Eyes rubbed his hands, smiled ingratiatingly, and took the opportunity to say:
"Brother Liu, it doesn't matter whether there is a stall or not. The main thing is that I have to help you keep an eye on these guys. It's not easy for you to manage this place, but you can't sneak in and ruin your reputation by sneaking in. !”
