Chapter 95 On the Way of Selling Vegetables (More Power Generation)

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(An additional chapter will be added after generating one thousand electricity. Everyone has three opportunities to generate electricity every day. Princess, please generate electricity~)

Mrs. Xu did not live a good life. In the past, when Xu Ling's father was still alive, Xu Ling's grandparents passed away. There was only one uncle who died of illness not long after Xu Ling's father passed away.

Aunt Xu Ling remarried with her children, and they haven't seen each other again for five or six years.

Xu had no relatives to support her, so she worked hard to raise her three children.

Although the original owner was a bit of a bastard, Xu and her younger siblings were not allowed to starve to death.

I don't know if it was because she had lived too many hard times in those years. Xu's mind was a bit neurotic, and sometimes she was very stubborn. She couldn't listen to anyone except Xu Ling's advice.

Sometimes Xu Ling was a little impatient listening to his mother's words, but when he saw Mrs. Xu making clothes and shoes for him, she knew that he was going on a long journey, so she had to make the shoes overnight.

I don’t know how many needle holes there were in my hands.

The human heart is made of flesh.

The family took Xu Ling to the entrance of the village. Xu Ling pulled the cart and told them to go back quickly. "I won't go far this time. I'll be back in two or three days!"

Gu Litian said with a straight face: "Go quickly and come back early!"

Xu Ling said goodbye to his family. The cold wind was howling outside, making it difficult for anyone to open their eyes. No one could think of going out in this weather. Xu Ling took advantage of no one to put the cart into the space, put on his hat and tightly wrapped his clothes, and huddled up. Advance with your neck against the wind.

He had perfected his foot strength. He did not pull the cart or take anyone with him, and he concentrated on the journey. It only took him more than four hours to reach the vicinity of Lijiazhuang.

Then put the cart out, load the cabbage, tie it tightly with hemp rope, and take it to Mrs. Li's home in Lijiazhuang.

When Xu Ling arrived, Li Dayong was chopping firewood in the yard. He looked much better than when Xu Ling came last time.

"Brother Li, I've brought you food!"

"Why are you here at this time!"

Li Dayong quickly put down his axe, trotted over and unlocked the fence gate, allowing Xu Ling to pull the cart in.

"It's a lot of effort for you to pull all these cabbages here, isn't it?" Li Dayong was very embarrassed and said bluntly: "Otherwise, I'd better go to your village to buy it from you next time. I'm really sorry that you have to go all the way. "

Xu Ling quickly stopped him. What if Li Dayong came to visit him? He couldn't grow ten cabbages in the vegetable patch in his back garden. Didn't he reveal his secret?

"Nothing, I just want to go to Lingbao Town, and I'll pass by your place on my way."

"Don't be embarrassed. Where are Aunt Li and Hu Tou?"

"My mother took Hutou to the village to wash clothes. Come in and sit down quickly. I'll ask my mother to come back and cook."

"Hey, I ate when I went out. I still have dry food with me. I still have things to do at home. I'll take the boat early today and I can go home after finishing my errands tomorrow. I won't waste any time."

Xu Ling quickly stopped Li Dayong and asked him to unload the cabbage from the car.

"There should be three hundred kilograms in this car. I'll give you the wholesale price of six cents per kilogram. Then go to the town and see what other people are selling for. If you can find a restaurant with someone who can supply the best long-term supply, you can get more. Make some."

Xu Ling warned Li Dayong, and Li Dayong nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I know."

"That's fine. I'll be back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If you need anything then, just ask me."

Xu Ling helped him unload the cabbage, packed up the hemp rope and left.

Li Dayong hesitated a little, and said with a dry smile: "Well, if you hadn't given Hutou money to see a doctor that day, I probably would have lost my life. Xu Ling, you really helped me too much. If you don't mind it, I'll give it to you." You can take one!"

As he spoke, he knelt on his knees in front of Xu Ling. Xu Ling quickly stopped him, "What are you doing!"

Li Dayong, a grown man, actually started crying, "I don't have much ability, I just have this shitty life, and I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on!"

"Get up!" Xu Ling forcibly pulled Li Dayong up from the ground and said with some helplessness: "Brother Li, that's it. It's okay to cry. As long as you can live your life and take good care of Aunt Li and Hutou."

Li Dayong wiped his tears in embarrassment and hurriedly took out the money from his pocket, "There is still some money left from last time, I will give it to you first..."

Xu Ling stopped his movement and said, "Okay, you can keep this money for now, and just give it to me later along with the food money."

Li Dayong sent Xu Ling a mile away before returning.

Seeing Mrs. Li's family come back to life, Xu Ling felt a little relieved, and he only hoped that their family would get better and better.

After collecting the cart, Xu Ling continued to speed up his pace and arrived at the Qinghe Town Pier before dark.

Getting on the boat to Lingbao Town, Xu Ling rubbed his frozen face. There was no hot water supply on the boat. He had had hot water to wash his face and feet before going to bed these days, but he would definitely not be able to wash it today. Breaking meatloaf and eating eggs to barely fill his stomach, Xu Ling wrapped himself in a quilt and fell asleep.

Suddenly I felt a little emotional. I am used to living at home, but it is difficult to adapt to going out again.

Arriving at Lingbao Town in the middle of the night, the cold wind became even colder in the second half of the night. The thick clothes on Xu Ling's body could not resist the invasion of cold air at all. He only felt that his bones were chilling and he could no longer feel the existence of his toes.

As usual, I found the wonton stall run by Mr. and Mrs. Zhao. In such a cold late night, there were many diners in front of the wonton stall.

Like Xu Ling, they all had to go out on cold nights to make a living.

When Zhao and his wife saw Xu Ling, they didn't recognize him at first glance.

"Brother Xu, it's been a while since I last saw you. You've grown taller and stronger!"

Mrs. Zhao recognized Xu Ling and joked happily for him. Seeing that he was wearing thick clothes, she thought the business was going well. That's all, but she still didn't forget their small stall, which made people feel strange.

Xu Ling parked the car aside. Zhao and his wife knew how to do business. In the hot summer, they set up a stall by the dock and river. In winter, when it was cold, they moved the wonton stall behind the wall.

There are walls on two sides to block the wind, and the other side is tied with oilcloth and hemp rope, which can barely block some cold wind.

Two familiar lanterns hang in front of the stall, and the orange candlelight makes people feel warm on this cold night.

Thinking of his original embarrassment, Xu Ling couldn't help but laugh with them. He ordered a portion of wonton noodles with two portions and ate them with the hot soup, which made his whole body feel warm.

Xu Ling was not in a hurry to go outside the city. He sat at a stall and waited for dawn. He chatted with Mr. and Mrs. Zhao and learned that they had been setting up a stall here for almost seven or eight years. They used to live in the village, so they could live here. There is a story behind selling wontons.

Mrs. Zhao is not small in stature, and she is quick and cheerful in her work and speech. When she mentioned her acquaintance with her man, she couldn't help laughing several times, and she was very embarrassed. Although she didn't have a bright appearance, she became eye-catching because of her happiness.

"Brother Xu, don't look at me like this. He was the one who forced me to marry him in the first place!"

Xu Ling liked hearing this and pestered Zhao Dalang to tell the story. Zhao Dalang was cooking wontons, grinning widely, but looked at his wife and said, "Why are you embarrassed to talk about such things? Just ask her."