Wu Yingcheng was a little inexplicable when asked, so he could only glance at Yang Lele, Yang Lele's face was slightly red and said: "Miss Sharapova, Vice President Tang said that he still has important things, and he left for Bashu last night." ”

Sharapova said with some disappointment: "I thought about getting to know him for a few days, but I didn't expect him to leave so quickly."

Well, let's not talk about this, Mr. Wu, I think you should also know that for a truck manufacturing company, in fact, the profit of accessories is far higher than the truck itself.

However, the vice president of your company, Mr. Tang, really satisfied us, and if he comes to talk with you next time, I think we will give you a satisfactory discount. ”

Wu Yingcheng smiled, although he felt that there was another mystery in this matter, but he didn't say much, "Then when I need to, I'll let Vice President Tang talk about it." ”

When Sharapova heard this, she smiled happily, "Okay, I'll always be here for you." ”

...

The 10th area of Xinjiang is more than 2,200 kilometers away from the city of Bashu Congnan in a straight line, and in this era, many highways have not been opened to traffic, and the actual traffic distance is more than 4,400 kilometers, and how to go home for these trucks has become a big problem.

In this era, there are very few cargo planes, and the price is high, it is impossible to transport them by plane, so there is only one way, drive back by yourself.

Such a long distance, and the road is not easy to walk, the drivers still have to rest, there is no ten days and half a month can not arrive, during this period of eating, drinking and Lazar, Wu Yingcheng has to consider.

Wu Yingcheng thought that these cars were all empty and couldn't be wasted in vain, so he decided to see if there was anything to buy and take them back by the way.

The next morning, after Wu Yingcheng signed the contract and paid the money, he took Yang Lele and a Uyghur girl named Ayiguli and others to the largest bazaar in Kashi.

Bazaar is the meaning of the farmer's market, and many local things can be seen here, such as almonds, hanging dried apricots, figs, raisins, celes, cut cakes, you name it.

Wu Yingcheng thought that the New Year was coming next month, as the boss, he must be sending New Year's goods, these dried fruits are delicious, cheap and novel, and it is the most suitable to bring the year's goods.

In front of a dried fruit shop with two beauties, Wu Yingcheng glanced at Ayiguli, "Ayiguli, please tell the boss, I want a thousand catties of dried fruits." ”

"A thousand catties?" The boss is a Uyghur uncle in his forties, with a big belly, and happily spoke directly in Chinese, "Boss, I heard me right, do you want a thousand catties of dried fruits?"

Wu Yingcheng didn't expect this uncle to speak Chinese, so he was stunned for a moment, pointed to the five kinds of dried fruits and said: "Uncle, you heard me right, I want a thousand catties, and each of these five kinds is two hundred catties, which is cheaper." ”

The uncle smiled and said: "Young man, don't worry, our Uyghurs like friends from the mainland the most, the price is definitely the cheapest, if I lie to you, my girl, you can take it away." ”

Wu Yingcheng can simply meet it, he doesn't want to be chased and beaten by a few villages, "Uncle, what are you kidding, how can I take your girl, aren't you distressed?"

The uncle said solemnly: "Boss, don't you know, I have eleven girls, I can't afford to eat every day, if you are willing to take it away, it's too late for me to be happy, distressed or something?"

Wu Yingcheng didn't dare to answer, the state's policies for ethnic minorities are very relaxed, and there is no talk of family planning, no matter how they give birth.

Looking at the uncle's figure, as well as the vicissitudes of his wife's face, it is really possible that there are eleven girls, if you really want to give her one, it will be troublesome.

After talking about the price and paying the money, the uncle took his wife to deliver the goods to the car, and the eyes of several bosses next to him who were envious almost fell to the ground, and they all gathered around to ask Wu Yingcheng what else to buy.

Wu Yingcheng finally realized the enthusiasm of these ethnic compatriots, and finally squeezed into a cake shop, and before he could speak, the boss spoke a large number of Uyghur languages.

Wu Yingcheng looked at Ayiguli with a confused expression, this beautiful Uyghur girl with the mysterious color of the East and the arrogant temperament of the West smiled sweetly.

"Mr. Wu, the boss said that his naan is the most delicious in the whole Kashi, only buy 300 a day, if you can buy it all, all the goods will be given to you today, and the price is easy to say. ”

Naan is also a specialty of Xinjiang, a bit like a dry cake in the mouth, but in the process of making, onions, eggs, etc. are often added to the flour to taste.

After the dough cake is done, melon seeds or cumin will be sprinkled on it, and it will be baked in a naan pit, and the fragrance can be strung out for hundreds of meters, and the fragrance will make people's mouths water.

This kind of thing will be roasted very dry, plus the climate in Xinjiang is dry, and it will not be bad if it is left at room temperature for seven or eight days, Wu Yingcheng plans to come as dry food to prevent him from eating on the road.

When many Uighur compatriots go out to work decades later, they still carry such a piece of naan with them, and then bring a bottle of water, which is a ton of rice.

Wu Yingcheng roughly calculated, although the road in Xinjiang is still easy to walk, but the area is too wide, and it takes about three days to work overtime, three a day, that is, nine, and they have a total of thirty people, that is, two hundred and seventy.

If you add the consumption of Gansu and Shaanxi when they can't find food to eat, you have to prepare at least five hundred, Wu Yingcheng compared five fingers, "I want five hundred, can I make more?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, immediately understood, and said a few words of Uyghur to Ayiguli, Ayiguli said: "Mr. Wu, he said that his naan is slow, if you want five hundred, come back at night, he will work overtime to help you make it now." ”

"Good. ”

Wu Yingcheng took a piece of naan and took a bite, crispy, sweet, fragrant, and soft, only then did he know that not all hunger marketing is a scam, and some things are really good.

But these things are a drop in the bucket for thirty trucks, and even a light truck is not enough, so Wu Yingcheng thought about buying some more things that are not easy to buy, and by the way, do business and make some extra money.

"Ayiguli, in addition to these things to eat, do you have any special products that have been left for a long time?" Wu Yingcheng asked.

Ayiguli's obsidian-like eyes flashed, and she poured out a fire-like enthusiasm, "Yes, we have Kashi and Gashi melons, as well as carpets, these are all things that can't be bought in the mouth, if you want to buy them, I can take you there." ”

"What is Gashi Melon?" asked Yang Lele on the side.

"Gashi melon and cantaloupe are the same variety, but the origin is different, so the name is different. ”

"Brother Wu, I don't think I will buy this melon, anyway, we have to pass through Hami, so we can buy it from there. ”

Wu Yingcheng also thinks so, according to the memory of his previous life, the taste of gashi melon is a little worse than that of cantaloupe, and it is not necessary to pull such a distance.

"Ayiguli, then you can take me to buy a carpet. ”

"Good. ”

When a few people came to a dilapidated mud house, they saw that there were carpets of various colors hanging in the house, all of which were made of local pure wool and then spun by hand, which looked noble and generous, far from being comparable to those industrial carpets.

The complicated process is destined to be expensive, Wu Yingcheng asked, such a carpet costs 40 yuan, but he has seen an identical carpet in the imperial capital, but it costs 60 yuan, that is, 50% of the profit.

Wu Yingcheng began to talk to Ayiguli through him.

"Boss, how many carpets do you have?"

"Boss, how many do you want?"

"A thousand first. ”

"Boss, you want too much, I only have three hundred here. ”

"Where else is that?"

"You go forward, there are several shops on this street that are buying, I'll move you to the car first, and you can settle the money later." ”

Wu Yingguo believed his words, which is also a characteristic of Uyghurs, most of them are very honest, so when buying things here, they generally do not bargain or shop around.

Because it's useless to talk about it, and if you compare it, you will find that the whole street is the same price, and this tradition has continued until decades later, and people in many places are still like this.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, Wu Yingcheng saw such a store again, Wu Yingcheng asked the price, and sure enough, it was the same, and the boss was really like the previous boss, carrying it to the car first, and then checking out the bill later, Wu Yingcheng could only let a person follow to count and count.

After sweeping four stores in a row, Wu Yingcheng finally bought enough thousand, but he only loaded a semi-heavy truck.

"Ayiguli, do you have anything else like this here?" Wu Yingcheng became more and more energetic the more he bought, and looked at Ayiguli and said.

This originally cheerful little girl was a little frightened, what kind of person is this, why is she so rich, this is almost 100,000, she doesn't talk about flowers, it's the first time she sees it, why does this person still want to buy it?

"Yes, yes, but you don't necessarily need it. ”

"What is it?"

"Handmade knives. ”

"What is it?"

"I use a knife that cuts cakes. ”

"Then I don't want to. ”

Although knives were not controlled in this era, there were all kinds of things there, and it didn't make much sense to load a cart.

As for this cake that can make the local tyrants poor, Wu Yingcheng also asked, but it turned out that it was not so expensive at all, and it could not be stored for a long time, and Wu Yingcheng also gave up his plan to buy it.

On January 7, 1985, Wu Yingcheng's convoy finally set off, a total of 30 cars, each with the flag of Shuanggou Industry on it, each car kept a distance of 500 meters, a total length of 15 kilometers, like a long dragon, began the journey home.

Kashi, Aksu, Korla, Turpan, Hami, Jiuquan, Zhangye, Wuwei, Lanzhou, Baoji, Xi'an, Hanzhong, Bazhong...

Wu Yingcheng's trip can be said to have turned the entire Dragon Kingdom in half a circle, and every place he went to, he bought a little local specialty, and then sold a little bit of other specialty, and when he returned to Congnan City, he finally filled all thirty trucks.