The deep town of August is very hot.

A tricycle moves slowly down the road.

The weather was so hot and humid that Wang Qiang, who was sitting on the back of the tricycle, felt that there was no room for breathing, there was no wind, and the thick air seemed to be condensed, "Master, you seem to have gone the wrong way?"

When he came, the buses all took the main road, but now how did they go into the alley? What left him speechless the most was that the alley emitted a foul smell, and from time to time he could see clothes hanging on the side of the road.

The bareback and straw hat driver in front of him sweated like rain and said, "Big brother is the first time to come to Shenzhen, right?"

Feeling the scorching sun, Wang Qiang responded: "Yes, the bus doesn't take this route. ”

The driver wiped his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck while riding, "The bus detours, it takes more than ten kilometers, and I pass it from here, and it is less than five kilometers." ”

All right.

Anyway, I don't know the way.

Hearing that it could save distance, Wang Qiang lost his voice, looked at the Longines watch on his wrist, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day, he was in a hurry to go back, so after the purchase, he immediately found a tricycle.

Now there are fifteen dozen jeans in the car, nine different types of women's jeans, and only six men's jeans.

And the small player, let's call it a Walkman, can be regarded as making money for young people, and those who catch up with the trend are the most willing to spend money.

Thirty-five walkmans, one hundred and eighty pairs of trousers, a total of two thousand two hundred and five, now he only has five hundred in his pocket.

He didn't speak, but the coachman was talkative, "Look at Shenzhen, when I first came here, it was still full of mud, and only a few years have passed, and high-rise buildings have become patches." ”

Wang Qiang was so hot that he didn't want to speak, "Yes." ”

The coachman said happily: "Thanks to the blessing of development, I can earn fifty or sixty yuan a day to support my family." ”

Wang Qiang sighed, "Earn fifty or sixty a day, then you have a high income." ”

The coachman said proudly: "That is, when I used to farm in my hometown, I didn't have any money, and my mother-in-law quarreled with me every day, but now that I make money, she doesn't want to be honest." ”

The car had already left the alley, and in front of it was a dirt road, surrounded by green crops.

"Where is your hometown?"

"Henan Zhumadian, what about you?"

"I'm JS Jinghai, small place, you may not have heard of it. ”

"I've heard of it, it's a good place in Jinghai, close to Shanghai, I've been to it once......"

The two chatted casually, and the scenery on both sides kept changing, returning from the farmland to the city, and then slowly arrived at the crowded Luohu Railway Station.

Sure enough, as the man said, the trail is much faster.

It took about an hour to get to Huaqiangbei by bus, and it only took 40 minutes to take a tricycle when I came back.

After arriving, Wang Qiang troubled the driver to help move things in, and then found a ticket to handle the consignment.

Good luck.

There is a bus at 4:02 p.m.

However, the consignment fee made Wang Qiang very distressed, because it was more than 100KG, so he paid a consignment fee equivalent to the price of an adult hard-seat ticket.

……

on the train.

This time, Wang Qiang was not so lucky, next to him was not a beautiful woman with an intoxicating fragrance, but a middle-aged man with a fox smell, who looked fierce and vicious, and was not a good person.

Wang Qiang didn't say anything, covered his nose with his collar, and slept with the snakeskin bag containing the Walkman in his other hand.

It's okay to consign clothes, it won't be tossed and broken anyway, the Walkman is different, fragile, and it's better to keep it around.

The board head and the short-haired woman in her thirties opposite said, "Big sister, where are you going?"

"Chixi, what about you, brother?"

"Yo, you're from the West? I said you look so pretty. ”

"Hehe, what's the matter, you're too good at talking. ”

"I'm not talking nonsense, how do you say a sentence?" Ban Cuntou also said smoothly, "Nan Zhan's daughter-in-law has a good timbre, and she looks better than she says, Jiuqi daughter-in-law...... I'd rather work three shifts by myself, Xinyu's daughter-in-law has good physical strength, chasing the guy all over the street, Yingtan's daughter-in-law has good perseverance, and she will never make trouble if she suffers a loss. ”

The woman across from him was giggling incessantly.

Even Wang Qiang couldn't help but look sideways at the board, talent, this is made up.

I thought I would sleep on the train for two days, because this board has become vivid.

Wang Qiang couldn't help but talk to him several times, and I have to say that the board is too eloquent.

Nearly forty hours passed in the car, laughing and laughing.

It doesn't matter who is sitting opposite, as long as there is a woman next to her, full of jokes, Wang Qiang has never heard it repeated.

……

Two days later.

The train stops at Shanghai Railway Station.

Wang Qiang paid someone to move the goods to a nearby hotel and opened a room, saying that it was a small hotel, but in fact there was nothing in it except a bed.

He was so tired that he lay down and fell asleep as soon as he arrived in his room.

I didn't wake up hungry until about five o'clock in the afternoon, and then I found something to eat nearby.

Originally, he wanted to go out to set up a stall to buy pants tomorrow, but Wang Qiang thought about it, why can't he set up a stall at night? So, he took three pairs of each type of pants, and picked up 35 Walkmans to the North Square.

Now there is only the urban management office and no urban management office, and stalls near the train station abound.

Wang Qiang picked a place near the entrance of the North Square, then spread the cardboard paper on the ground, threw his jeans on it, and put the Walkman down in front of him.

A piece of cardboard paper was erected next to it, which read: "25 yuan for jeans and 100 yuan for the walkman." ”

Then he squatted there and waited for business to come to his door.

But the hurried travelers, even passing by his door, did not seem to see them, and no one came forward to inquire about the price.

Wang Qiang was a little depressed, and looked to the side, how could the old man who sold tea and eggs have such a good business, and he would have a business at all.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Half an hour passed, and it was getting dark.

During this period, a young man asked if jeans could be cheaper, Wang Qiang said no, and then turned around and ran away.

It's not the way to go on like this.

No one is watching, what should I do?

Wang Qiang felt that he couldn't sit still, so he decided to shout twice, but Sazi shouted hoarsely, and only sold a pair of jeans, which was an hour after he set up his stall.

At this time, night had just fallen.

The temperature also softened.

It's useless to shout, Wang Qiang looks a little depressed, is it possible that this time the purchase will end in failure?

Or will you change places tomorrow and continue to set up your stall?

After struggling in his mind for a long time, Wang Qiang felt that he couldn't give up, but how to attract others to come?

Suddenly, the board he had seen on the train popped up in his mind, and he didn't want to chat at the time, but the board attracted him one by one.

Wang Qiang felt that he could try this method, so he sorted out some of the smoothies he heard later, and after roughly determining how to shout, he began to shout:

"Clearance, sale!"

"The boss is not here, it only costs 25 yuan to smash the pot and sell iron!"

"Sell at a loss, deal with it, sell it at a big sale, sell it cheaply, and the pants are only sold for 25 yuan!"

"The factory collapsed, the boss jumped off the building and committed suicide, the boss lady was abducted by a handsome guy, the goods were repaid, and the good jeans were only sold for 25 yuan!"

"From ancient and modern times to China and abroad, I have never seen jeans so cheap. ”

"Crazy robbery!

"Snapped up!"

"Buy!"

Not to mention, a few people immediately surrounded them.

Seeing this, Wang Qiang shouted harder: "Buy and buy, piggyback, the department store market is not distributed, carefully pick, carefully find, all of them are the same good, 25 yuan is not expensive, it is really low consumption, in today's society, rice is also expensive, oil is also expensive, prices have risen several times, it is better to buy a pair of jeans so affordable......"