"The county seat has arrived!"

The mule cart went up and down the mountain, coiled on the Green Ridge Mountain Road for more than four hours, and only then did it get dark before stepping on the streets of Qiushan County.

Qiushan County belongs to the Linzhou region of Xichuan.

Surrounded by mountains, the place is not large, and it is laid out in a belt along a Sichuan-Chongqing highway.

There are only two small factories in the county, a winery and a pharmaceutical factory, and the economic level is in the middle of the region, which is not too poor!

At nine o'clock, the county began to be lively.

There are more pedestrian vehicles on the street, there are gray buses, black Santana, and there are many people driving mule carts, among which the mainstream is still jingling bicycles.

The cyclists wear blue and black polyester cloth workers' clothes, and some families with good conditions are indeed well-dressed, a little different, representing the income gap.

Most of these people are regular workers in the county factory, holding iron rice bowls, holding their heads high, talking and laughing, with a faint sense of superiority in their expressions, and they look down on the countrymen who drive donkeys.

Everything around makes Gu Meng feel like he is in the long river of history, and all that passes by him are fish in the river.

After looking left and right for a long time, the Qiushan County in my memory slowly became clear again.

"Junzi, go to the supply and marketing cooperative!"

"Okay!"

The mule cart continued to walk, passing through the supply and marketing cooperatives in the middle of the county.

This is a landmark building in the city, imitating the Soviet-style building, gray symmetrical style, cold and hard, magnificent!

After getting out of the car, Gu Meng came to the door with a kitchen knife to sell, but was turned away, and the leader said that he would only accept the iron tools in the factory, and nothing else.

The mule cart continued, and the county government opened a new public-private joint venture hotel opposite the door, with magnificent decoration and good business...

He went to the back kitchen and handed out half a pack of cigarettes, only to barely sell a horse's head chopping knife and a round cut.

"Business is not good!"

He sighed, "Junzi, go to the mountain master first!"

"Good!"

The mountain master's name is Liu Changshan, who is in his fifties, and collects rags in the county.

The Gu family's iron house needs scrap iron, and it has been collected by him.

The two are business partners.

In his previous life, Gu Meng left his hometown and came to Qiushan County to make a living, and at first he also followed him to collect rags.

Liu Changshan is a good person, he is very down-to-earth, or a little indifferent.

It's a bit hilarious to use the word for a garbage collector.

But that's exactly what happened.

In his previous life, Liu Changshan collected a broken piece of furniture and found a cloth bag hidden at the bottom of the cabinet, which was neatly lined up with five small goldfish, worth tens of thousands.

He was not greedy, he went straight to the owner of the furniture, returned the gold to its original owner, and refused the owner's payment.

Gu Meng didn't understand his approach, but he admired him very much.

"Master Shan!"

Liu Changshan's yard is near the bus station.

He Hongjun went outside the courtyard and shouted.

"Squeak~"

The courtyard door opened.

An old man with a bit of a hunchback stood in the doorway.

The old man had a cigarette pot in his mouth, and he was wearing a gray tunic, which had been a long time, with a lot of puddings on it, and a pen in his jacket pocket, clean and neat, not at all like a tattered man.

Some people say that Liu Changshan likes to pretend, but Gu Meng knows that this is not the case.

In fact, Liu Changshan used to be a teacher and a cultural person, but after suffering a great change, he collapsed physically and mentally, and after recovering, he became timid and cautious.

He didn't go back to school and stayed in the small county town to collect the rags.

Because no one is going to collect the whole rags.

In his previous life, after he left Qiushan, he never saw Liu Changshan again, and he also inquired about his fellow villagers, and heard that Liu Changshan was gone, so he didn't know whether he had left Qiushan or this world.

After a few decades, I met again, and the days of collecting rags with the old man in the past are vivid.

It was a very hard time, but it also made people grow.

"Master Shan, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Gu Meng jumped out of the car with a bamboo basket on his back.

"It's coming!"

"Is Master Shan's health okay lately?"

He was rectified back then, and his hunchback fell at that time, and every rainy day his back hurt so much that he couldn't get up, so he could only lie on the bed and hum.

"Can't die!"

Liu Changshan took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "What are you doing in the city today?"

"Selling kitchen knives, I want to put the mule cart here for you!"

"Come in!"

Liu Changshan didn't say much, said hello, and let the two into the courtyard.

There are a lot of chores in the yard, including old furniture, paper shells, broken clothes and shoes... It's all rags.

In his back room, there is also a row of old books, thousands of them, like a small library.

Liu Changshan has two hobbies, one is reading, and the other is smoking.

In his previous life, Gu Meng and the old man collected rags together, and under his influence, they also liked to read books and smoke dry tobacco.

Liu Changshan has always said that it doesn't matter if you don't go to school, you can't put down your books.

With Liu Changshan, he learned a lot of things, which were more useful than what the school teachers taught, and he was very grateful to the old man.

Said hello to Liu Changshan and left the mule cart in the yard.

Gu Meng carried a kitchen knife and He Hongjun to the largest farmers' market in the county.

......

The farmer's market is in the west of the city, not far from the winery family area.

In the past, the land belonged to the commune, and there was no surplus food for everyone, let alone vacant land to grow vegetables.

Last year, the land was contracted to the households, the grain and vegetables were harvested, and the vegetable market also came into being.

It's morning, and there are a lot of people in the city buying vegetables, and there are also many small vendors selling vegetables, such as greens, radish, fresh fruits, sesame oil, and miscellaneous things.

Gu Meng gave He Hongjun a few yuan and explained a few words.

After He Hongjun left, he found a vacant lot next to the vegetable stall with the best business, and placed more than a dozen kitchen knives, three styles.

"Oooo

He tapped the kitchen knife a few times and shouted:

"Sell kitchen knives, Gu family's time-honored brand, buy it back as an heirloom!"

"Sell scissors and kitchen knives, round heads, square heads, horse heads, one knife and two cuts, blowing hair and breaking hair, buy it back and use it as a family heirloom!"

"Haha!"

The uncle who was selling vegetables next to him laughed and said, "You mountain baby, you will shout indiscriminately, the knife is so fast, what do you use as a cutting board?"

Gu Meng's face turned red and he blew his hair.

"Hehe, uncle, it's not me who blows, it's something that's really good, my surname is Gu, the Gu family in Luling Town, the time-honored blacksmith shop in the county, the older generation knows it, don't believe you give it a try?"

"Gu family?"

Uncle may have heard it and asked, "How much is a handful?"

"Five pieces!" Gu Meng slowly stretched out his face.

Uncle was taken aback and shook his head again and again: "It's too expensive!"

Now the average monthly salary of workers in the county is only thirty or forty, a pound of cabbage is a penny, a box of matches is a penny, a popsicle is two cents, and a meat bun is five cents, and five yuan is indeed a bit expensive.

Gu Meng knocked on the kitchen knife and explained: "Uncle, listen to this voice, my knives are all made of good steel and iron, and they are more wear-resistant and durable than those produced in the factory, and they can be used for decades when you buy one, so it is naturally a little more expensive." ”

"It's not made of gold, it's too expensive!"

Uncle pursed his lips and concentrated on buying groceries.

After half an hour, I didn't sell a handful, during which several people came to ask the price, and I could see Gu Meng's slap, as if he had been hit by the palm of the Five Poisons, and he was so shocked that he ran away.

Gu Meng took a look, it couldn't be sold like this, at this time, everyone's internal strength was not high, and they couldn't afford to eat a slap of the Five Poisons Divine Palm.

You have to use your brains and find a new way!

When there were more people, he glanced at He Hongjun in the crowd.

He Hongjun understood, put his hands in his pockets, and walked over casually.

Gu Meng shouted: "Sell kitchen knives!" The Gu family's kitchen knives are of good quality, a kitchen knife can be used for decades, and other kitchen knives can't compare!"

"Is your kitchen knife really that good?" He Hongjun paused and asked, with a defiant look on his face, looking like a gangster who likes to find errands.

"Of course, my kitchen knife can cut stones and wires without hurting a single bit!" Gu Meng said confidently.

"I don't believe it!"

He Hongjun shouted loudly: "This kid said that his kitchen knife can cut stones and cut wires, do you believe it or not?"

Hearing the shouting, people passing by stood by to watch the excitement, there were too few entertainment programs in these years, and dog fights could attract hundreds of onlookers.

"Don't believe me!" chimed in.

"Haha, I don't believe it anymore, I'm going to pierce his cowhide today!"

He Hongjun looked left and right, "Which brother and sister will find me a stone?"

"I've got stones here!"

A young man handed over a fist-sized pebble, five centimeters thick and red.

He Hongjun took the stone and said proudly: "Boy, do you dare to try? If you can cut off the stone and don't roll your mouth, you can be considered a good knife!"

"Try it, my knife is good, it can stand the test!"

Gu Meng still swore an oath, a little like a stunned young man.

Everyone looked at the pebble and shook their heads secretly.

The pebbles are constantly squeezed and rubbed by the sand and gravel in the river, and the stone is very hard, which may not be smashed with a sledgehammer, and can be cut with a kitchen knife?

Everyone was skeptical.

"Haha, everyone come to see, someone is going to perform a trick!"

He Hongjun shouted loudly, and after a while, dozens of people were crowded here.

Gu Meng put the stone on the ground and randomly picked a horse's head chopping knife out.

hugged his fists very angrily, "Please big brother and sister, uncles and aunts, take a look, my Gu family's knife has cut off the head of the devil before, and now it can also cut off stones!"

He raised his knife and slashed at the pebble with a click.

Although the cross-sectional surface is not smooth as a mirror, it is also neat.

"Good!"

He Hongjun took the lead in applauding.

"Good knives!"

Everyone applauded.

"Please check the knife!"

Gu Meng handed the knife to He Hongjun.

He Hongjun nodded while looking at it, and handed it to the person next to him.

When the audience watched it, they all whispered about it, and most of them liked it.

"Little comrade, the knife is really good, but I don't believe that this knife can cut the wire, do you dare to try?"

He Hongjun said.

"What don't you dare?!" Gu Meng said proudly.

"Okay! If your knife can cut the wire, I'll buy it right away!" He Hongjun shouted to the people around him, "Do you think you're going to do it?"

"Yes!

He Hongjun lowered his head and searched on the ground, picked up a two-millimeter-thick wire head from under his footboard, "Cut it!"

Gu Meng took the wire and looked at it, a little hesitant, "If I cut the wire, will you really buy it?"

"Of course!"

He Hongjun took out five yuan from his pocket and put it on the stall.

"Cut it! If I can cut the wire, I'll buy it too!"

"This knife is good, I'm going to buy it too!"

There were also a few people who watched the excitement and expressed their willingness to buy knives.

He Hongjun saw that he didn't make a move, and said with a smile: "You won't dare, right?"

The crowd looked at him and thought he wouldn't dare.

"Joke, my knife is good, what's not to dare!"

When Gu Meng was waiting for everyone's expectations to be full, he took the kitchen knife again, used a little skill, and slashed it on the wire, with a click, and cut it in two!

"Good!"

"Good knives!"

This time, without He Hongjun leading, everyone spontaneously applauded.

The kitchen knife was passed out again for everyone to verify, and there was no gap in the blade.

This time, the kitchen knife could not be passed back again, because He Hongjun bought the knife on the spot.

"Give me a handful!"

"I want it too!"

Someone took the lead, and everyone scrambled to pay for it.

"Can it be cheaper? I'll buy two cheap!"

An aunt in the audience asked.

"Okay!"

Gu Meng gritted his teeth and shouted: "In order to thank my father and fellow villagers for their support, today I have a big reward for the Gu family's kitchen knife, eight yuan for two, ten yuan... Three handfuls, the event is limited to three days, if you want to buy them, come quickly! There are only 100 handfuls a year!"

"Ten dollars for three?"

As soon as everyone put it together, it was too cost-effective, so three or two people got together to buy it.

"Give me two!"

"Get me three!"

In less than half an hour, more than 30 kitchen knives were sold, half of which were sold.