The old man didn't mind, thinking that he still had some greens in the car, and he could sell the greens by the way, and the old people on the road were ready to sell the little greens they had left at a cheaper price.

Originally, I thought that this place was a bit remote, and no one should come to buy it, but who knew that the rest of the vegetables would be sold after a while.

As long as the price is cheap enough, there is no dish that cannot be sold.

Looking at the tricycle that had been emptied, the old man was still very happy, and thought that he could earn another 1 yuan in a while, so he hummed a song happily.

Yang Tianfan and Manager Yu were so tired that their arms were sore when they moved the bookshelves to the place where the old man's house was, but they didn't say a word, wiped the sweat on their foreheads, and put the bookshelves on the tricycle.

When he saw the two of them coming, the old man began to pack up his things on the tricycle, in order to ensure that Yang Tianfan and the two of them could carry the things up.

The bookshelf was still sinking, and as soon as I put it on, I saw that the tricycle was a little heavy.

The old man also found out, but he didn't mind, their car was originally a car, and because of their years of work, the things that this car usually bears are not lighter than now.

So the old man doesn't care, after all, if it's really like Yang Tianfan said, transport something, 500 meters away, just give 1 yuan, where is the money at this time so easy to earn, so the old man was mentally prepared at the beginning.

If Yang Tianfan really took out a particularly light goods, he might still wonder if Yang Tianfan was a liar, because in this era, except for particularly rich people, who would not treat money as money at all.

The old man followed, Manager Yu and Yang Tianfan rode a car to transport things to Lao Qian's bookstore, this time it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon, which was about the same time as Yang Tianfan and Lao Qian, so when they saw Yang Tianfan and them coming, Lao Qian immediately rushed over happily, looking at the cardboard boxes that Yang Tianfan and the two people got over.

The three of them took the cardboard box off it, Yang Tianfan handed 1 yuan to the old man, and the old money helped Yang Tianfan move the things over.

"Hey, this thing is so heavy!" Feeling the weight of the bookshelf, Lao Qian suddenly felt the weight from life.

"Of course it's sinking, but it's all made of solid wood, and when I bought it, it was more than 400 yuan, if it weren't for this thing, we had one in our house, and I really didn't want to sell it." When Yang Tianfan heard Lao Qian say this, he also echoed with a smile.

At this time, there was a young man standing at the door of the bookstore, who was looking at Yang Tianfan and Manager Yu curiously.

This person Yang Tianfan concluded that he had not seen it, and he judged that now standing at the door of Lao Qian's bookstore, it should be the son who Lao Qian said was starting a business.

This person is quite young, and he looks about the same age as Yang Tianfan, but I heard that Yang Tianfan has heard that he now has his own company, and he can be said to be a powerful person.

"Hello! Yang Tianfan. After putting the things in Lao Qian's bookstore, Yang Tianfan walked in front of the young man and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, I'm Qian Yuan, the Yuan of the Wilderness. Seeing Yang Tianfan's outstretched hand, Qian Yuan's reaction was still very fast, and he directly stretched out his hand to me together.