A few minutes later, Chen Jiayan and I were already waiting in the yard.
Dawu was wearing a light gray sweatshirt and lazy cloth shoes, and he locked the door slowly.
He picked up a bulging sack in the corner and pointed at the door with his chin: "Let's go."
On the way, I deliberately asked, "Fifth brother, have you found the things that were lost in the village?"
"Hi!" Da Wuyi curled his lips: "How can it be so easy to find?"
"Didn't the village chief say to close the door? If you take us out, there won't be any problems, right?"
Dawu chuckled a few times: "Last night, the village chief temporarily unsealed the door just because there was a big market today."
"In the market, you can use my food to exchange for your hoes, and you can also use money to buy things."
As he spoke, he pointed his hand forward, and I could already vaguely see some crowds of people.
"see that?"
Dawu slowly put down his hand: "This place is where the common people eat. If you don't let the common people eat, why don't you eat them alive?"
I quickly asked, "In addition to making ends meet, can I also make some money?"
There was a hint of pride on Dawu's face: "It didn't work before, but it's different now."
"Even the house you live in, I earned it at the market."
After saying that, he didn't forget to pat the sack on his shoulder.
If you want to build a tile-roofed house in a rural area, it will cost tens of thousands of yuan.
According to Lu Dashan, villagers in the past could only earn several thousand yuan a year.
This house is equivalent to several years of income.
From this point of view, the villagers of Navel Village really made a fortune.
I pretended not to know: "Isn't it just rice, flour, grains and oils that are being bought and sold?"
"Can you still make a fortune?"
Dawu grinned and was about to speak, but immediately closed his mouth.
This rural man was not particularly good at pretending, and a trace of panic clearly crossed his face.
"You'll know in a minute."
For a few seconds, he held back a sentence with little gold content, which was considered an answer to me.
At the market, people had already put up shelves and secured a good spot in advance.
It's said to be a shelf, but it's actually just a few pieces of paper shells, and what's more, they have their own panels carried over.
Bicycles and unicycles were driving cattle on the narrow road, so much so that this small market had a tendency to become a traffic jam.
The shouts of sellers mixed with laughter and curses filled the sky above the market. It was a bit noisy, but also lively.
Although Da Wu was carrying a sack, he was like a fish swimming in the crowd, passing through the gaps in the crowd in twos and twos.
Finally, he stopped in a clearing.
"Wow"
The sacks were shaken open, and pieces of brooms were used for washing dishes.
This thing is made of old loofah flesh. It looks ordinary, but in fact it has extremely high technical content.
The big five sacks are his stall.
I looked at the piece of cooking broom and asked suspiciously, "How much can this piece sell for?"
"Five dollars."
"Damn it!" I quickly gave a thumbs up: "You can build a tile-roofed house with a broom, fifth brother is awesome!"
Da Wu picked up a cooking broom and couldn't hide his pride: "As long as I can make this thing in the whole village, I won't have to worry about selling it."
"Old Li's family has a restaurant, and all weddings and weddings in the village are held at his house. As long as his restaurant is not dirty, I can earn several tile-roofed houses!"
I can only sigh silently: if I just focus on making money, I will die on money sooner or later.
After a while, Dawu suddenly stood up, waved his hands and shouted excitedly.
"Brother Li, I'm here!"
I followed his gaze and saw an old man wearing white short-sleeved shirts looking around through the crowd.
I guess this is the Great God of Wealth, right?
Lao Li sideways squeezed through the crowd, stood in front of the stall, picked up a piece of cooking broom, and Da Wu handed it over with a smile.
"I brought enough this time. Do you want to count the points?"
"Points? Forget it!"
Lao Li had very deep wrinkles on his forehead, and three furrows formed on his forehead whenever he spoke.
The smile on Da Wu's face immediately froze, and his hand dangling in the air had nowhere to put it.
"This, we all agreed, brother, please don't play with me!"
Lao Li threw the broom away and sighed: "Someone is playing tricks on your brother!"
"Previously, several people had reserved tables at the restaurant. When I went to the kitchen in the morning, I saw that the vegetables and meat were smelly!"
After saying that, he spread his hands towards Dawu: "Don't talk about making money, this time, you have to pay me to death!"
I listened silently and breathed a long sigh of relief for him: Good apology!
This kind of evil wealth obtained through magic must be paid back sooner or later.
It is better to pay with money than with life!
