Chapter 6 A little test of one’s skills

It was only when Wang Weidong rode for nearly an hour to the county farmer's market that he realized what the rural man meant when he asked him to put the vegetables in baskets. The vegetables in the sacks must have been damaged a lot due to friction after a long period of bumps.

When the cart entered the farmer's market, the good spots on both sides of the street were already occupied by people, so he could only park his bicycle outside.

He carefully poured the vegetables in the sack onto the ground, then laid out the sack and piled the vegetables on the sack according to type. After doing this, Wang Weidong raised his head and looked around and found that the space he occupied was almost the largest among the dozens of people around him.

Most of the people in the market are older people, like Grandma Wang Weidong, who don't have to work in the countryside because of their age.

They get up at around four o'clock to pick some vegetables from their gardens and sell them in the market, so the types and quantities of vegetables are smaller than Wang Weidong's.

Wang Weidong felt very friendly. When he was a child, his grandmother took him to the countryside to visit relatives and sit on the kang with his uncles and grandparents. Those people always sighed when they saw Wang Weidong wearing patched clothes and eating big pancakes and playing on the ground.

Said: "They really caught up with the good times!"

Next to Wang Weidong squatted an old lady with three or four kilograms of red and yellow tomatoes in a small basket.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the farmer's market - the toll collectors arrived. Two people wearing armbands walked along the street from stall to stall and started collecting money.

Wang Weidong clearly felt the nervousness of the old lady next to him. Her thin hands kept groping on her thighs.

"Old lady, five cents!" the middle-aged man in his forties who charged the fee said to the old lady.

The old lady stood up hurriedly like a child who had done something wrong and said awkwardly: "I, I didn't bring any money. Can I pay it after the goods are sold out?"

"You have to pay after the sale is over? Will you wait here after the sale is over? You've run away a long time ago! Pay the money quickly!" the middle-aged man said impatiently. He didn't know how many times he would encounter this kind of thing every day.

The old lady put her hand into her trouser pocket and groped for a long time and took out two steel pennies and said in embarrassment: "I really don't have any money, just two cents."

"Really?" The middle-aged man stared at the old lady with suspicion, as if looking at a class enemy.

"Forget it, two points is better than letting you run away!" the middle-aged man said, pinching two cents from the old lady's hand.

Next, the middle-aged man looked at Wang Weidong. Wang Weidong had an unfamiliar face and was very young. He was one of the few young people in the farmer's market.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said: "Young man, you take up too much space, please pay me a dime!"

Wang Weidong obediently took out a dime from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man, watching the middle-aged man leave.

There are three vegetable selling peaks in the farmer's market, morning, noon and evening, especially in the evening after cadres and workers get off work. Morning is the second peak. Many people get up in the morning and go to the market to sell vegetables and then make breakfast.

Although the location was not good, Wang Weidong quickly sold four to five kilograms of tomatoes, two kilograms of radish and two bunches of coriander.

But the old lady next to me didn't sell any of the three or four kilograms of tomatoes.

Wang Weidong looked down at the tomatoes in the old lady's basket. Each one was like a red-yellow gem, without a hint of green. They were in good condition, but no one bought them.

Several more people bought vegetables from Wang Weidong and left. Wang Weidong finally thought about the taste. The people who came to buy his vegetables squatted in front of him and picked and picked the vegetables. However, the old lady sold too few tomatoes.

There is no way to choose at all.

This is human psychology, only those that have been selected by oneself are good, so even though all the tomatoes sold by the old lady are good, no one buys them because there are too few.

The old lady watched helplessly as others came to buy Wang Weidong's vegetables, but no one bought those tomatoes.

"Auntie, sell me your tomatoes and go home quickly with the money." Wang Weidong said.

The old lady looked at Wang Weidong doubtfully.

Wang Weidong put the tomatoes in the old lady's basket into the tray and picked up the scale beam to show the old lady.

"Look, two and a half pounds, two and a half cents!" Wang Weidong said. He calculated based on the selling price.

"It's just two cents!" the old lady said sheepishly.

Wang Weidong took out two one-cent notes and a five-cent steel coin from his pocket and stuffed them into the old lady's hands.

"Thank you, young man!" the old lady said and hobbled away carrying the basket. It was still seven or eight miles from the county seat to the village, and the old lady had to walk for an hour.

Wang Weidong poured the tomatoes from the tray into the tomatoes on his sack. It didn't take long for the old lady's tomatoes to be picked out and bought by the vegetable seller.

In the distance, the young man who rolled and fought with Wang Weidong yesterday stood together with another young man and looked at Wang Weidong who was squatting on the ground selling vegetables.

The young man had a round face and a bright smile.

The young man looked at Wang Weidong in the distance with smiling eyes and asked: "Brother Chang, is that that boy? He is very brave and dares to stir up trouble on the emperor's head!"

"You bastard, I lost face yesterday! I have to get it back!" the young man who was fighting with Wang Weidong said through gritted teeth.

"Then why are you hesitating? Let's get a few people together and beat him until there are parts everywhere!" said the round-faced young man.

This young man must have been loved by everyone since he was a child. With his chubby face, you can tell he is a good boy who has listened to his parents and teachers since he was a child and always likes to imitate his uncle in doing good deeds.

When he said just now that he wanted to find some people to beat up Wang Weidong, his tone was as if he was trying to help an old lady cross the road.

Of course, he did help the old lady cross the road, but he just touched her pocket when she wasn't paying attention.

"I must take care of this kid! But we can't fight an unprepared battle. You first feel out this kid's background for me to see if he has any background. Once I find out clearly, I will find someone to attack him!"

Brother Chang said.

He took out two dollars and handed it to the round-faced young man and said: "Tomorrow, you sell vegetables next to him, get close to him, and treat him to a drink at noon. You will definitely find out this kid's background."

The round-faced young man took the two dollars and put it in his pocket and said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Chang, listen to my news tomorrow afternoon!"

From a distance, Wang Weidong looked at the leftover vegetables on the sack, which was only one-fifth of the original value. He suddenly stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's cheap, just sell it for the money! All the vegetables are rounded for one dollar!"

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This voice is of great historical significance. This is the first time in the history of Fengshan County Farmers Market that someone jumped off the building to sell!

Ten minutes later, Wang Weidong had already folded the sack and put it on the back seat of his bicycle and left the farmer's market.

The young man who fought with Wang Weidong yesterday touched his head where he was beaten by Wang Weidong yesterday and murmured: "This kid is really capable!"
Chapter completed!