Zheng Bajin got up and it was already three o'clock in the morning. He saw a few people pointing and pointing not far from the door, but ignored them and shouted at the top of his voice: "There are scraps of copper and iron to sell, there are corn and potatoes to sell... …”
At this time, in Shili Village, all families who are willing to work hard and earn money are already rich in food, and the supply exceeds demand.
However, the means of transportation are backward and difficult to cash out, so there is no spare money on hand.
Zheng Bajin took a fancy to this and used coal to convert grain.
People looked at him hawking like this and couldn't help but look at each other, a little doubtful whether they had listened to the slander. If the tractor was really stolen by him, would he still be so justified in shouting?
Some people were still blind and began to whisper: "Zheng Bajin, this kid is so brave. He stole other people's things and was not ashamed but proud of them. I feel ashamed for him."
"I don't know where this kid got the courage to even owe Brother Wen money. He really doesn't know how to live or die."
"Hey, by the way, why didn't Brother Wen come to ask for the money? Have you paid it back? It seems that this kid has done some sneaky things a long time ago."
At this time, Qingqing came out of the room and looked at the people. She walked to the door of her house to watch the excitement. She couldn't help but frown and stood beside Zheng Bajin.
People couldn't help but be stunned. The rumor that Zheng Bajin sold his wife was self-evidently disproven.
Someone was slapped in the face on the spot.
At this time, another shocking news came out: the arrogant Brother Wen was beaten and admitted to the hospital.
People were shocked and began to re-examine Zheng Bajin. Could it be he did it?
Now, he seems to be able to do anything, and he doesn't care about beating someone.
However, as a result, people began to be a little afraid of him and did not dare to get too close.
This time, Zheng Bajin suffered a lot, his throat was broken by shouting, and no one dared to buy his coal.
Of course, there is another reason, the key is lack of money.
Zheng Jiashan looked at it and felt a little anxious. People simply didn't believe Zheng Bajin, so it was useless to say anything else.
"Uncle, take some and put it in your house. It will be very practical to start a fire after you use it." Zheng Bajin said with a smile, and moved his hands to pick up a large piece of lignite from the car.
Zheng Jiashan was startled, but then he understood his nephew's true purpose, so he stopped refusing and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, get me a hundred catties."
With that said, we helped together and moved a few large pieces back into the house.
He took out ten yuan and wanted to give it to Zheng Bajin. Zheng Bajin said: "Uncle, who is following whom? Just think of it as your nephew's filial piety. Besides, grandma still needs your help and care. How can I Want your money?"
"Hey, you can't say that. It's my duty to take care of your grandma. I am her son, but I must give you this money." With that, Zheng Jiashan forced ten dollars into his nephew's hand.
"Uncle is so polite." Zheng Bajin said, without any more excuses, just as if the uncle was making an excuse for himself.
When people watched the operations of the Zheng family, their doubts eased a lot. Could it be that it was not stolen? Zheng Jiashan has always been very stable. He dares to buy it. What should I be afraid of?
Thinking like this, some people began to be tempted, thinking: Even if something happens, the Zheng family will be on the top of the mountain. He has two sons with a bright future. He is not afraid of being implicated?
"How much does it cost per pound?"
"A dime a pound!" Zheng Bajin said happily when he saw that someone was finally not afraid. Sure enough, everything is difficult at the beginning!
"A dime per pound is a bit expensive, can you take less?"
"Let's see, since we are all from the countryside, if we buy a hundred catties, it counts as nine cents. If we buy a thousand catties, eight cents is fine." Zheng Bajin didn't want the price to be too high, he just wanted to sell it as soon as possible. .
"Hey, who has so much money and dares to buy a thousand catties of gold?" Some people began to be tempted, but they felt that it was not cost-effective to spend so much money at once, and they couldn't get it out.
Zheng Bajin was amused. Isn't this stupid? Wouldn't it be possible for a few people to form a partnership and buy it and divide it up slowly?
The reason why he was in a hurry to take action was that this lignite had a characteristic. When it was exposed to the sun, it turned into powder before drying, making it not very good to burn.
The best way to store it is to dry it slowly in the house, but I don’t have a house, so I don’t want to retail it.
He smiled and said: "Of course, there is another way, that is, everyone uses potatoes in exchange."
One person asked curiously: "Are you selling coal or buying grain?"
"Haha, both are correct. You can buy coal with cash. If it's cash, it's a dime a pound." Zheng Bajin said with a smile.
"A dime a pound, it's expensive!"
"It's not expensive, not expensive at all. It's hauled from a place dozens of kilometers away. Excluding the transportation fee and gas cost, you can only earn a penny per kilogram. It's hard-earned money." Zheng Bajin said with a wry smile.
"Then if I exchange potatoes for you, how do you calculate it?" In Shili Village, except for families like Zheng Bajin, where the men don't work, most families can't finish the potatoes, but it's difficult to exchange them for money. .
"Two pounds of potatoes are exchanged for one pound of coal." Zheng Bajin said with a smile, "The most terrible thing is that I didn't eat last night, and I was so hungry that my heart was in my back."
"It's not cost-effective. If I get a pound of potatoes in the city, I'll sell them for a dime at least."
After some haggling, the deal was settled at one and a half pounds of potatoes and one pound of coal. However, at this time, someone else asked whether Zheng Bajin's family owed him money and could pay it off with coal.
Zheng Bajin flatly refused. If he owed it, he would pay it back over time as long as there was evidence. If it was Zheng Laohai and Zheng Baliang's gambling debt, they wouldn't have a penny.
People scolded Zheng Bajing bloody in their hearts. No one had any evidence, but it was just some debts incurred from playing cards.
The most terrible thing is that people have heard about Brother Wen and don’t dare to come to Zheng Bajin to ask for money. There are not many people who are better than Brother Wen!
As soon as it was said that potatoes could be exchanged, people began to be tempted and went back to pick up potatoes one after another. They were worried that they would not be able to process the endless potatoes.
In less than one morning, most of the carload of coal was replaced with potatoes.
Zheng Bajin felt happy when he saw that all the coal in the car was being robbed. He calculated that he would make a net profit of at least one hundred yuan from this trip.
I don't produce coal, I'm just a coal porter...
Zheng Bajin's move alarmed a man named Qian Bo. He was a well-known person in the village and controlled the economic lifeline. Anyone who didn't have fertilizer money would come to him for a loan, and he naturally became a celebrity in the village.
Seeing Zheng Bajin's operation, he suddenly found a business opportunity. However, seeing people coming and going all morning, running to the entrance of Zhengjiashan, he didn't want to lose face, so he just watched from the side.
He planned to come to Zheng Bajin alone at night and ask him to take his son Qian Youyou to learn to drive. When the time comes, it will be better for me to buy another car for my son than for him to idle around all day and become the prodigal son of a wealthy family.
It's a pity that Zheng Bajin is a ruthless person. When he rented a tractor, he had to make it work to its maximum effect. After eating a few potatoes, he drove the tractor and used the potatoes from his uncle's house to make up two thousand kilograms and drive towards the city. Go in the direction.
Qingqing originally wanted to follow, but Zheng Bajin gave her a task: to guard the house, and if someone wanted to exchange coal, she would write it down, saying that it was a matter of making money at both ends, which could save a lot of time, and make money in the shortest possible time. The most money.
Although Qingqing was not too willing, after Zheng Bajin made some plans for the future, she became a little excited and really stayed at home and started buying potatoes.
The happiest person of the Zheng family is naturally Mrs. Zheng, who looks at Qingqing from morning to night, and the more she looks at it, the more beautiful she looks.
At the same time, she also found a job that suited her, helping Qing Qing pick up rotten potatoes.
Through her hands, no one can fish in troubled waters and pass off inferior products.
Her ability to settle accounts impressed people. She didn't settle accounts, she just kept accounts. She weighed and recorded how many potatoes someone picked.
But this time, Zheng Bajin did not take the potatoes directly to the coal plant. There were already two thousand kilograms there, and he couldn't digest them all at the same time.
He took the potatoes to the street, sold them to a dealer at the wholesale price of 7 cents, and got 140 yuan in cash.
However, he did not go to Sanli Village with an empty car. Instead, he collected scraps and scraps along the way, treating them as some gas money.
What he wants now is to make money quickly to prepare for a round of rising prices in the near future.
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In the evening, Zheng Bajin pulled back a cart of coal. He was surprised when he saw the potatoes piled up like a hill in front of his uncle's house, and re-examined the charm of Qingqing.
Qingqing looked at him with some pride, and suddenly felt a little heartbroken when she saw that his face was full of coal. She got him some water and asked him to wash his face.
Zheng Bajin said with a smile: "My wife has actually made a lot of money. Not only is she beautiful, she is just like Xi Tzu back then. It seems that I have to call you Potato Xi Tzu. Moreover, she has outstanding ability and she can harvest it in one day." So many potatoes.”
"What nonsense are you talking about? Have you ever seen Xi Shi?" Qingqing's face turned red when he said it. How could a person who has failed his wife like this become a aunt selling melons?
Zheng Bajin was stunned when he heard this, took the water from Qingqing, and said with a smile: "Of course I have never seen her before, but I think she is nothing more than that, and she must have less strength and value than Qingqing. "
Qingqing pretended to be angry, patted his shoulder with the towel in her hand, and cursed: "Keep talking nonsense, do you think I won't hit you?"
"Okay, it's just a joke!" Zheng Bajin washed his face and saw Zheng Laohai standing still.
Zheng Laohai was actually a little afraid of his eyes and was busy trapping the potatoes scattered on the ground.
Sure enough, this old man couldn't give him money. Presumably, no one would dare to lend him money now. Otherwise, he might not be able to find anyone, and he wouldn't have the heart to come here to help Qingqing.
Zheng Bajin did not look too long at Zheng Laohai's face. Instead, he looked at Hu Ying and said with a smile: "Mom, you have worked hard."
As he said that, he took out a piece of fat meat from under the tractor's seat, handed it to Hu Ying, and said, "Take it to your uncle's house, make it, and eat it together."
Hu Ying looked at the fat in her hand and weighed it. It weighed four or five kilograms. She was a little worried about the money, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she took it into Zheng Jiashan's house and started cooking.
At this time, people who heard the sound of the machine rushed over again, carrying baskets, and under Qingqing's guidance, they divided the coal.
