After another night of meditating, I found my genius and Gao Mingcheng awakened.
Grandma Xixin and Gao Zhuang were still sleeping. He gently picked up the bamboo basket he had prepared and headed outside.
There were seven bottles of honey in the bamboo basket. Yesterday, he only sold one bottle at the Junling Old Market because the people who went to the market were all nearby villagers and did not have such strong purchasing power.
He carried the bamboo basket and walked towards Junling. Only Junling had a national highway leading to the county. If you wanted to enter the county, you had to follow the national highway or wait for the bus on the roadside.
There are shuttle buses running back and forth between the two adjacent counties every day. This section of Junling is exactly in the middle of the two counties. In this way, they can buy and sell things in their own county or in the next county. also.
Gao Mingcheng's current speed was different from what it used to be. At this time, there was no one on the road at all, so he didn't need to deliberately slow down. He walked quickly through the country road and soon arrived at Junling.
Yesterday was the market in Junling, and it would be very lively here early in the morning. However, today is not a market, so it is still quiet at this moment, and the surrounding residents have not yet gotten up.
Gao Mingcheng stopped for a while on the side of the national road. He looked around. Because he didn't have a watch, he couldn't accurately predict the time. But based on his experience, it was about half past five, and the first shuttle bus left at seven o'clock. It was about eight o'clock when we set off from the county seat and arrived at Junling.
Gao Mingcheng touched the money in his trouser pocket and felt that the money would probably not be used.
Forget it, he'd better run to the county seat!
They were about forty miles away from the county seat, but if they wanted to get to the center of the county, they had to walk another ten miles or so. His plan was to go to the farmer's market in the county seat, sell the honey, and then go to the Public Security Bureau to find Gao Guobing.
There was no one around, so Gao Mingcheng didn't have to worry. He ran very fast with the bamboo basket. Although he was fast, the bamboo basket was held very steadily, and the bottles and cans inside did not collide with each other.
The national highway is a cement road, but it also has some potholes and is not as easy to navigate as the asphalt roads of later generations.
Gao Mingcheng ran wildly all the way, feeling the cool morning wind blowing on his face and blowing his somewhat long hair back.
His speed was no slower than the shuttle bus, but after running for more than ten minutes, pedestrians began to appear on the road intermittently.
These pedestrians walked from their villages to the national highway, and then followed the national highway into the county town to attend the market.
Each of them carried a load full of vegetables. Each of these vegetables brought to the county town for sale was carefully selected and looked very beautiful.
In addition to vegetables, there were also people carrying a load of fish. Gao Mingcheng took a look and saw that most of them were crucian carp the size of an adult's palm. The crucian carp was still alive and lingering in the shallow water.
In addition to crucian carp, there are also three grass carp weighing about two pounds and a bucket of loach and eel.
Now that there were people on the road, Gao Mingcheng couldn't run too fast. He slowed down, but he still ran a little faster than ordinary people.
About half an hour later, Gao Mingcheng arrived at the county seat.
This was the first time he came to the county town after his rebirth. When he saw this slightly dilapidated city, he felt quite emotional.
In the previous life, their county seat was changed from a county to a district, and there were high-rise buildings everywhere, which looked very grand. Among them, he also contributed a lot. There were several communities, all of which were developed by him for real estate. Built by the company.
In this life, Gao Mingcheng no longer plans to run around, he plans to live a good life and get a piece of the pie when real estate starts to rise.
When he came to the farmer's market, it was crowded and already very lively.
But fortunately it was still early and there were still some empty seats. He found an empty seat, put down the bamboo basket, and started shouting.
Throughout the farmer's market, shouts and shouts were heard one after another. Along with the sound of bargaining, many voices gathered together and finally became a noise.
Following Gao Mingcheng's shouts, several people quickly gathered around.
When anyone asked about the price, Gao Mingcheng always said seven yuan per pound.
The price of honey has always been quite high. In the era when various kinds of tickets were used, honey did not require tickets, so it was in short supply.
"Is it wild honey from the mountains?" someone asked worriedly.
"If it's not wild honey from the mountains, what else could it be? I can't make it fake! Let's do this. I brought a bowl and you can taste a little." Gao Mingcheng opened a can and poured a little into the bowl. This time I brought a bowl and some neatly cut bamboo branches. The bamboo branches were only as long as the middle finger, like large toothpicks, and were used as spoons.
If you bring a spoon, the spoon can scoop up a lot of honey. If you use a bamboo branch, you can only stick some honey on it, not much, but it is enough to taste it.
He handed the bamboo branches to those who wanted to buy honey.
Although the man felt a little surprised, he knew what it was used for without asking.
The man put one end of the bamboo branch into the honey and turned it in a circle to get as much sticky honey as possible. When the bamboo branch moved away, the sticky honey on it naturally fell back into the bowl. He quickly poured it into the bowl. His mouth moved over and took in the sweet taste in his mouth.
It is also sweet, but the sweetness of honey and the sweetness of white sugar are still different. White sugar is just pure sweetness, but honey not only has sweetness, but also has a floral fragrance.
There are hundreds of flowers in the mountains, and this wild honey is also called hundreds of flowers honey.
"I'll try it too." The first person tried it, and the others also wanted to come over and have a taste.
This honey is amber in color and is particularly attractive in the early morning sunlight.
Even before you taste it yourself, you can already smell the unique sweet taste of honey.
Needless to say, this must be the best wild honey!
Gao Mingcheng was also generous. He brought a lot of bamboo branches and gave one to each person, but those who had tasted them were not allowed to taste them again.
You can taste it but not buy it, but you can’t always taste it.
This is not because Gao Mingcheng is stingy, but because repeated tastings will stain the honey in the bowl. Most people don't pay attention to this nowadays, but Gao Mingcheng does, and he doesn't want to lose customers because of this.
You know, people who can afford honey are people who are not short of money and live a good life, and this kind of people are more particular about cleanliness than ordinary people.
Gao Mingcheng's style attracted some people's admiration, so someone said: "I buy a bottle of honey. How much does your bottle of honey weigh? I mean minus the weight of the bottle."
Gao Mingcheng brought a scale today, and Grandma Xixi also has a scale at home. When she grows vegetables at home, Grandma Xixi will pick them out to sell at the market in Junling.
"There are seven taels in this bottle. Excluding the bottle, a bottle of honey is about one and a half pounds. I'll weigh it for you."
We have a customer! Gao Mingcheng was delighted and took out the scale.
