Most of these people are women and children, the pillars of their families, strong men, who are working hard for the livelihood of this day in the place where Shao Nian came just now.

These are all existing or potential customers of his third grain store.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, he looks at them, which is equivalent to looking at the money bags of the dock workers.

It's just a little miserable.

The people who live here...... It is even more miserable than the life of a rural man like him, who has lost three acres of fertile land.

In the towns, they have no land, and they probably only have that strength left to rely on.

Shao Nianshi, who sighed, continued to walk forward, and after about two streets like this, the surroundings suddenly became much emptyer.

In front of him was no longer a narrow alley for only one person, but a small street where a lone ox cart or horse could be driven.

On the other side of the street, the buildings have been regular, wooden or brick.

No matter how close these small courtyard houses were, and how narrow the distance between the two walls was, it was still possible to see that it was a serious house.

The slightly better ones have a small courtyard with a single face, and the slightly worse ones have a narrow staircase that leads to the second floor.

They didn't have communal stoves and toilets.

Because each of them has its own gong bucket and small stove in the portal.

If they were to make something that was really hard to eat, they would carry a small clay stove to the edge of the wide street, and let the smoke and smoke waft over the street where the neighbors could smell it, along with the aroma of their food.

Shao Nian watched it interestingly, but he didn't dare to stay too long.

From the corner of the street, a cart for collecting feces was slowly pushed, and two buckets the size of a bathtub were placed in it.

The dung collectors would start from the innermost house in the street, wait for the women of each family to carry out the bucket that had been stored overnight, pinch their noses and fasten the center of the huge bucket, and then fasten the lid of the large wooden bucket on the top and go in the direction of the next house.

When he finished walking this street, the residents of the whole street breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the home as if it had become cool.

And the manure collector's work is also half completed, he only needs to pull this full bucket out of the city and sell it to the stewards of the farms around Liaocheng.

After getting the corresponding amount of money, according to the old rules, one percent of the profit should be handed over to the hands of the dung.

It was up to him to hand it over to the patrol officer who was in charge of the street, the chief who gave them a certificate to collect the excrement.

This is an unwritten rule in this line of work, not just to collect manure, but also to collect it.

Shao Nian was a little clean, and when he saw the oncoming car, he slipped into the alley on the side, copied a short road that no one walked, and entered another street.

This street is the largest main street in the town that Shao Nianshi pointed out by the patrols at the gate when he first entered Liaocheng last night.

Compared to the streets that Shao Nianshi just walked, this is equivalent to a contest between adults and babies.

It's easy to get two horse-drawn carriages running side by side on this street, and there's room for one or two people on either side of the road.

In fact, these are not very important, the important thing is that during the day, Shao Nianshi finally saw clearly what the shops on both sides of this street looked like.

Compared with the third grain store he took over, it was a world of difference.

The shop here is big, the door is high, clean, and there are some cards.

Shao Nianshi stood in the middle of the street, looking at the shops that needed to be laid early, and they had already begun to remove the door panels and window panels outside.

He hesitated slightly, and did not go in the direction of the street, but walked towards the less crowded street.

After passing through seven or eight shops, and about to reach the interchange to the side street, he really saw the shop he was looking for.

The façade of the shop is at the inner entrance of this street.

At the edge of this three-way road, a solid oval is presented.

The counter, which could be removed, faced the street on three sides.

This allows most of the goods sold in the shop to be placed in the most obvious place.

And on the side of the main entrance of this shop, a huge flag is hung.

The height of more than one person can not block people's sight, but also hangs particularly obviously.

There are four big characters written on this banner.

'Chujia Grain Shop'

It's not like the one that Shao Nian just went to, and it still has a shabby third and second word.

The pomp and circumstance is the main industry of the first grain number here.

At this time, the sun has not yet fully risen, and it is still early.

Shao Nianshi could go around this shop generously, and after sighing at the favorable time and place here, he turned his back and continued to the east of the town.

The reason why he didn't stop was clear, because he hadn't found the last grain store in the town.

This is where the second grain store is located outside the main street.

Shao Nianshi is not in a hurry.

He walked slowly along the street, watching the buildings around him gradually become sparse and wide, and seeing that each house was equipped with red walls and blue tiles.

After passing through several buildings that were suspected to be the town's government offices, I came to a small street that was not easy to find without careful searching.

In it, the location of the last grain shop of the first family was discovered.

Around it, there is a good-looking ready-to-wear store, a traditional fine point shop, a huge two-storey tea and wine restaurant, and the largest inn in Liaocheng for merchants to settle down.

As for why the second grain shop can survive among these shops?

Because next to this small shop, there is a chamber of commerce club set up by the first family in Liaocheng.

There is a sign of the branch office of the Qilu Chamber of Commerce hanging on it, which should be specially set up for the Caoyun Wharf in Liaocheng.

With such a relationship, seventy or eighty percent of the businessmen who are trading around are members of this chamber of commerce.

The shopkeeper didn't have to do anything, and every day he lay there, people came to buy his food.

And it's also a high-volume sale.

Sincerity can't be compared.

There is no comparison either.

Seeing this store, the façade of the second grain store didn't even bother to expand more obviously, Shao Nian knew that his way of doing business was afraid that no one could imitate it.