Chapter 5 Acting Bravely

Now that the policy has been relaxed, purchasing vegetables from rural areas and selling them in the market is also a way to make money.

"Brother!" Wang Weidong stood up and shouted.

The rural man stopped his bicycle on the ten-meter-long wooden bridge and looked back at Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong ran up the wooden bridge and said to his elder brother in the countryside: "Brother, how much did you sell at the market this time?"

"With a few handfuls of radishes, beans, persimmons, and some coriander, I made thirty cents in just two hours of going back and forth!" The rural elder actually felt a little proud when he said this.

"Brother, I'm an educated youth. I just came back from the countryside and don't even have a job. I'll wait for you here tomorrow. How about you sell the vegetables to me cheaper and I'll sell them in the market? It's not easy for you to make two cents growing vegetables.

, I earn a dime by running errands!" Wang Weidong said as he handed over another cigarette.

The eldest brother from the countryside looked at Wang Weidong's face and asked: "Brother, I sold it to make some money because I couldn't eat the food at home. How can you do this at such a young age?"

After more than 20 years of education, almost everyone feels that small business is not something serious people do.

"Besides, one cent is only enough to buy two steamed buns, plus food stamps, which is not enough to live on," said the rural elder.

"In a few months, my parents will send me to join the army. In these few months, I can't just eat my parents' food at home. Every little bit I make is worth it. When you go back to work and rest, talk to the others and share the money of several families."

You can also make a little profit by selling the vegetables to me after you receive them." Wang Weidong said.

Hearing Wang Weidong's words, the rural elder looked embarrassed and embarrassed. Is it still a human being to make money from relatives and friends?

"You are not making money from them but doing them a favor. If you have money to buy soy sauce and vinegar, wouldn't it be a good idea to buy snacks for your children as gifts?" Wang Weidong advised.

Doing this is a favor to others and serves the people. When you make money while wearing a moral hat, you feel much better.

"Since that's the case, I'll go back and talk to them. It's not easy for you, so I helped you with this! You can wait for me here at five o'clock tomorrow morning!" The rural elder said generously.

Watching his brother from the countryside riding his bicycle away, Wang Weidong immediately rushed to the county market. More than a hundred vegetable sellers set up stalls along the street to form a simple farmers' market. He pushed his bicycle from stall to stall and asked about the prices of various vegetables.

Know it by heart.

When he was about to reach the three-way intersection, a black shadow fell on his head. Wang Weidong subconsciously shrank his head, and several round objects hit his head, and sticky liquid immediately flowed out. The black shadow suddenly hit the bicycle.

The car seat then flipped to the ground. It turned out to be a basket, and a few runny eggs rolled out of the basket.

Wang Weidong touched a handful of hair, and an egg shell fell to the ground with his sticky fingers.

Just when he was still confused and didn't know what was happening, an old lady in her sixties sat down on the ground, slapped her thighs and started crying.

"I have been short of virtue for eight lifetimes, and all my eggs have been broken!" the old lady said while crying.

"Old immortal, can't you see, I'm the only one selling eggs in the whole market!" a young man yelled, not satisfied with just cursing. He raised his foot as if to kick the old lady, but in the end he didn't do it.

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The best location of the market is at the three-way intersection. There are now two earthen baskets in that place, containing two to three hundred eggs. However, no one is selling eggs in other parts of the market. It seems that the eggs from the county farmer's market are

The business was completely controlled by this young man.

"We agreed to let you sell me the eggs for four cents each, but you just don't want to. Now you can't make a penny and you have to pay compensation!" the young man said harshly.

Everyone in the farmer's market stared blankly, and no one dared to stand up.

"What are you looking at!" the young man shouted at Wang Weidong with wide eyes.

He couldn't hit the old lady, so he planned to take out his anger on Wang Weidong.

"Did you throw the egg just now?" Wang Weidong asked, pointing to his sticky hair.

"I threw it, what do you think?" the young man asked, staring at Wang Weidong.

This is a naked provocation. If you are a man in public, come and hit me. If you are a coward, get out of here!

No energetic young man will back down from such a provocation. He can lose anything but face.

Along with the old lady's cry, Wang Weidong let go of the bicycle, letting it fall directly to the ground, then clenched his fists and rushed towards the young man.

He punched the young man in the chest. This was a sign of cowardice - a sign of not daring to make a fatal blow. Why not just punch him in the face?

The young man ignored Wang Weidong's fist and kicked Wang Weidong in the stomach.

Wang Weidong fell to the ground on his back, and this kick made him grow instantly.

He lay on the ground and kicked the young man's leg. The young man screamed in pain and threw himself on Wang Weidong. The two of them lay on the ground and started beating each other.

Sometimes Wang Weidong climbed on top, and sometimes the young man rode on Wang Weidong.

After a while, both of their clothes were torn and their noses were bleeding.

No one came out to start a fight, everyone just watched helplessly. The two of them fought until they were exhausted and couldn't fight anymore.

"Wait, you bastard!" the young man gasped.

The bruised and swollen Wang Weidong stared silently at the young man who was also bruised and swollen like a dog that couldn't bark.

"Wait, kid!" the young man said through gritted teeth as he struggled to get up.

Wang Weidong also got up, picked up his bicycle and walked out of the market.

Wang Weidong went to the county supply and marketing cooperative and bought a steelyard and a butcher's knife before riding back to Xiangyang Chemical Plant.

He bought a few steamed buns in a state-owned restaurant and returned home.

Grandma Huang Guiying said while eating steamed buns: "If you eat in restaurants every day, I don't know how much money you make."

"You wait until I make a lot of money and let you eat well every day." Wang Weidong said.

At night, Wang Weidong was sewing the torn parts of his clothes under the light. Grandma couldn't see, so she couldn't see Wang Weidong's bruised nose and swollen face and his tattered clothes.

At five o'clock the next day, Wang Weidong got up, bought the fried dough sticks and soy milk, and arranged for grandma to have dinner. He took two fried dough sticks and ate them while riding his bicycle to the wooden bridge five miles away.

When he arrived at the bridge, the rural elder was already waiting there.

"That's it. No need to weigh it. Every family quoted the price when they handed the vegetables to me. The total is three yuan and forty cents." said the rural eldest brother.

"This is four yuan, no need to change." Wang Weidong said as he handed over the money.

What he bet on is the honesty of the rural elder brother.

"How can you be so embarrassed? Sixty cents is too much." The rural elder said sheepishly.

"That's how it will be from now on, I'll give you 20% of the reward." Wang Weidong replied.

He took out the sacks he had brought, packed the vegetables into the sacks according to their types, put them on the back seat of his bicycle, tied them with ropes, and rode towards the county seat.

"Brother, please change it to a basket next time." The rural elder shouted from behind.
Chapter completed!