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Jiang Xiaoye mistook the money and spent it so much that Xu Liutang had difficulty breathing. He clutched Jiang Xiaoye tightly, his mouth trembling for a long time and he didn't know what to say.
The great unity one after another made the entire Stone Forest Brigade members excited.
Start organizing deliveries in batches.
When Lugu Village and others saw the things and coal sent by the Shilin Brigade, they all started talking about it.
"Buying coal for the winter is simply a luxury, and why did you buy so many baskets?" They wouldn't be surprised if it was a cake basket, it is a must-have for every household.
Children¡¯s favorite thing is the dumpling basket, because in every family, the dumpling basket represents the family¡¯s food reserves.
Jiang Xiaoye has already begun to look for a place to brew red wine. The place where red wine is brewed must be paved with bricks. It is best to lay it with straw to ensure that it is not dirty at all.
¡°Dong dong dong~¡±
A strange sound rang from his ears. Jiang Xiaoye turned his head and looked. Far away, a figure came carrying goods, and there was a rattle in his hand.
Salesman!
Jiang Xiaoye suddenly thought of these two words, and said immediately: "Xiaoya, go and call that salesman over here!"
The little girl who was looking at the coal next to the coal turned her head and blinked her eyes. After a while, she saw it and ran away.
"Woof!"
The little fat boy followed his little master closely.
The salesman is here!
Now the village relies on salesmen, the market is closed, and there are only some salesmen left to exchange things. This salesman probably came here with goods because he heard that people in Lugu Village are rich.
Generally speaking, salesmen don¡¯t like to come to the poverty-stricken brigade, because the people here usually just look at the goods before buying or exchanging them, and their business is also a bit risky.
"Let me see, let me see!"
Xiaoya quickly ran to the salesman's side and happily looked at the salesman's box.
The little fat man bared his teeth at the salesman and stood behind Xiaoya.
"What a majestic puppy!" The salesman was surprised. You should know that ordinary brigades can't find a dog in each brigade, and there are very few in the county. Dogs in this era are very scarce.
"It's called Xiaopang, uncle, my brother asked you to go to him!" Xiaoya pointed to the distance.
The salesman looked at the dense crowd of people working and was surprised that so many people were working!
?Looking at Xiaoya again, the clothes on her body are all new, and she looks well-nourished. Has she come to the county town?
"Little girl, who is your brother?"
"My brother is the secretary of our Lugu Village, and he is a college student!"
Xiaoya is proud. Although she doesn¡¯t understand what a college student is, she is very proud because people in the village say college students are great.
The salesman followed Xiaoya.
The sound of the rattle sounded, and many people couldn't help but stop what they were doing and look up. The salesman had not been seen in Lugu Village for several months. Now the salesmen know where there is money and where there is no money. Gradually, the more money there is, the less money there is. The places where salesmen go are less and less.
"Brother." Xiaoya ran to Jiang Xiaoye, hugged his legs, and then turned to look longingly at the rattle in the salesman's hand.
"Welcome to Lugu Village."
Jiang Xiaoye greeted him with a smile.
"Let's see if there is anyone in need." The salesman put down the things in his hands and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The salesman was very strong. Judging from his posture, he must have practiced martial arts.
Jiang Xiaoye started to look at it. He had never seen a salesman since he was a child, but he had only heard that the two-end burdens were made of layers of wooden boxes. Each wooden box contained needles, threads, hats, button hairpins, socks, shoes, insoles, and towels. Small commodities such as handkerchiefs, wooden combs, thimbles, shoehorns, white porcelain teapots, small round mirrors, candies with red ropes.
There are many things, and there is a dazzling array of things, but there is nothing particularly rare. After all, these are salesmen. They are taking an individual road and do not belong to the socialist road. They are the supplement and development of the city's state-owned and collective commerce. Nowadays, materials are in short supply. There are very few individual traders and small salesmen who cannot get the in-demand goods allocated by the state, so they can only bring some local goods.
The salesman took out a small piece of hard corn tortilla and started to nibble it bit by bit. Jiang Xiaoye looked at Xiaoya and said: "Go over there and ask the uncle who is cooking to bring two corn tortillas and cut two pickles. Tell me what I want." .¡±
Xiaoya ran away quickly and did whatever she was told, very obedient.
"Comrade, why don't you sell expensive things? You can't make much money from these things in a day, right?" Jiang Xiaoye took out?Zhang Dayuan handed it over and said, "Give me as many buttons as you have here."
The salesman has a lot of buttons, all kinds of buttons. The village is now making clothes, but there is a shortage of buttons. Many of them are dismantled from old clothes. There are also buttons that cannot be found, so Jiang Xiaoye did not buy them.
The salesman came to the door, so naturally Jiang Xiaoye didn¡¯t want to let him go.
"Ah? Oh, okay, okay, do you want all of this? Let me count first!" The salesman quickly put away the corn tortillas in his hand and began to pull at the large and small buttons, the most common ones being black buttons.
They are all relatively cheap.
"These are six yuan and a half cents in total, so I charge you six yuan and a half cents." A smile appeared on the salesman's face full of vicissitudes of life.
"With the remaining money, give me some copper thimbles, needles, and thread. Don't you have any matches?"
Matches cost two cents a box. This thing is a necessity. Jiang Xiaoye searched around but couldn't find any matches.
"No, if you need me to deliver it to you next time, I will do the math." When the salesman saw that it was a big deal, he quickly got busy. He rarely encountered such generous people.
Xiaoya came, wrapped the steamed buns and pickles in oil paper and handed them to Jiang Xiaoye.
"Brother, eat it!"
She thought Jiang Xiaoye was hungry.
¡°Let¡¯s see if there¡¯s anyone you like.¡± Jiang Xiaoye smiled and gestured.
Xiaoya¡¯s eyes immediately focused on the rattle on the salesman¡¯s waist.
"This doesn't work, look at this!" Jiang Xiaoye took a hairpin and stuck it on the little girl's head, but he really didn't know how to use it, and the stuck was ugly.
Jiang Xiaoye bought a lot of small mirrors, red headbands, and hairpins for Xiaoya.
"Comrade, let's have something to eat first and wait until noon before leaving. When everyone in the village has finished work, they will all come to see you. Let them see what they need. Let's talk!"
Jiang Xiaoye was very interested in the salesman's way of doing business. He brought two small benches and handed the cornstarch and pickles to the salesman.
He brought another big teapot.
"Thank you, thank you!" The salesman was obviously very hungry. He took two bites of the steamed buns, took a bite of the pickles, and said with a look of enjoyment, "I haven't eaten anything hot for many days."
"Don't you usually have time to eat hot meals?" Jiang Xiaoye smiled and poured hot water into his marching pot.
"No chance. I haven't said a word to my children for half a month. In our industry, we get up early and go home late at night. We don't have electric lights. In order to save lamp oil, the children also go to bed early. I will leave before dawn in the morning. Now I don¡¯t even know whether my child will grow taller or not.¡±
The salesman smiled, but his voice was full of bitterness.
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