January 9th, 81, the fourth day of the first lunar month.

When he got up in the morning, Wan Feng felt that his throat was dry, and one nostril was a little impermeable, which was the rhythm of wanting to catch a cold again.

It is estimated that it was the consequence of baking a brazier in Liang Wanjia last night and then coming out to be swept away by the wind.

Illness is a cheap species, and you must not take it seriously, and the more you take it seriously, the more it will follow you to make trouble.

Wan Feng didn't care if his nose was breathable, and ran to the river to exercise according to his routine.

The most important point of physical exercise is to persevere, and it is absolutely impossible to fish for three days and dry nets for two days in winter and summer training.

After nearly an hour of high-intensity workout, I felt a lot more comfortable after sweating.

When I went home, I changed out of my sweaty clothes and came to the team headquarters after eating, and found that there were already my team and my classmates waiting there.

Wan Feng took these classmates who came early to Luan Feng's house to pick up the couplets he picked yesterday.

At seven o'clock, the students came one after another.

When he went to the Lonely Mountain Market, Wan Feng was not ready to sell clothes, and after the people arrived, a group of people rushed to the Lonely Mountain.

The students behind the mountain waited at the entrance of the team behind the mountain, and the two teams continued to set off after the two teams converged.

The top of the flat mountain is covered with snow, and layers of subtle light radiate in the newly rising sun.

Under the fox fairy cave, there are solemn and solemn people, some people are burning incense and praying, I don't know what they are praying for.

When passing by here, Wan Feng silently recited a few words of fox fairy blessing in his heart.

The Inna River is now covered with thick ice, and I don't know who has raised sand on the ice surface of the crossing, and there is a clattering sound under my feet.

A group of students are always not lonely when they walk, giggling, fighting, and skidding on the ice.

Compared with these energetic classmates, Wan Feng was as calm as a teacher who led a team to travel, reminding these lynx beasts from time to time not to fall into the ice cave.

At this time, you can't die in the ice hole, because the water is shallow, but it is possible to freeze your younger brother with a blue nose and swollen face.

The orchards of Riverside Village are devoid of the fruits of autumn, and only leafless tree trunks are left to shiver in the cold wind.

Seeing these fruit trees, Wan Feng remembered whether he should buy some fruits and keep them for the New Year.

Xiao Jun had already taken up a place at the entrance of the market, and was arguing with a few people who were rushing to the market.

The market entrance is usually a prime location for a market, and the flow of people here is the highest, and the speed of selling things is the best.

Xiao Jun brushed it, and the left and right sides of the market mouth accounted for a length of fifteen or sixteen meters, and naturally some people had opinions.

But it was useless to have an opinion, at that time, the land in the bazaar was not bought with money at all, whoever came early occupied it was whomever owned, and it was really the size of a fist if it didn't work.

Xiao Jun's fist was of course a little smaller than that of adults, but Wan Feng appeared with twenty or thirty people, and the fist was much bigger, and those few people who had disputes about the territory immediately had no opinions.

Even if they are adults, they have no chance of winning against teenagers in their thirties and fourteen or fifteen years old.

Wan Feng introduced Xiao Jun and his classmates to each other, and then still handed out a piece of cloth to each of them, and spread them on the ground one by one.

Even if you don't set up a stall, you have to occupy the place first, and as long as you occupy the place, there will be no more disputes.

Zhuping came with Luan Jianjian, and Wan Feng gave up three meters of his own territory to set up a stall for them.

When the market began to be crowded, all the stalls were spread out, and here was a sea of red.

Yesterday's Black Reef Bazaar had accumulated some experience for Wan Feng's classmates, so today they didn't have the panic and methodical flow of people that they had when there were many people.

The focus of Wan Feng's care today is Zhuping, who has never sold anything in the bazaar, and he seems to be in a hurry.

He poured the goods on the cushion cloth in one go, and the girls asked for the price, which made his face and neck red.

Where is this to do business.

Wan Feng sorted the goods he brought into categories and arranged them neatly, and immediately the scene changed significantly, and the purple and red ones were also very eye-catching.

The first thing his little stall attracts are little girls whose pockets are cleaner than their faces, after all, those colorful and worthless plastic necklaces and bracelets are the most attractive to women.

It's a pity that they didn't have the money, and they didn't sell a single piece after squatting for a long time.

Instead, it was lighters that were opened, and these lighters were very different from the gasoline-burning lighters sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives at that time, and there were several styles that were very good-looking.

However, the price of five cents is also incomparable to the kind of supply and marketing cooperatives that cannot be compared with a dime and a lighter.

"I don't know where Xiangjiang is? Xiangjiang is a prosperous place, where women don't wear clothes in the summer and wear pants on the street, don't you believe it? Seeing that the woman on this lighter doesn't have it, she wears such clothes, and here is a lighter with such a pattern, it's not that you don't dare to sell it, you can pay attention when you buy it and use it in front of people, and don't let your daughter-in-law see it, be careful that she makes you kneel on the washboard. ”

A man who looked like he had a bit of status and Wan Feng let out a lewd laugh at the same time, and then paid for the lighter with a bikini girl printed on it.

Zhu Ping was completely speechless, what kind of mouth did this nephew have.

The next thing is to fool a few girls, and each of them buys a plastic bracelet.

Since then, Zhuping's stall has always had people come to buy things one after another, and in the end, the fastest speed of delivery turned out to be the key chain.

There were some key chains with some small ornaments on them, and this morning Zhuping sold more than 30 key chains alone.

In the eighties and nineties, almost all men in the countryside wore such a thing on their waists, and they were full of keys that they didn't know if they were useful, and if they were in a hurry, they would make a sparse noise.

This thing has existed in the countryside for a long, long time, and even in the era of BP machines, it also reflected BP machines.

When did this thing start disappearing?

Wan Feng thought about it for a long time, vaguely remembering that it seemed to be two thousand years later, but he couldn't remember exactly when this thing began to decrease or even disappear.

I can't think of it, it doesn't have any effect on Wan Feng, and whenever he sees someone's stall with more people in front of him, he goes over to help.

Luan Construction's business is impressive, the hand-cranked thresher he sells has opened the market, and the farmers know that he saves time and effort for this thing, although the price is a little more expensive, but buying one can be used for many years, and it doesn't cost much in a year, so many people buy it, and there are wholesale to him.

He could build fifty or sixty threshers in a single market interval, and in a short time they were all sold.

He was the first to close the stall.

Of course, he sold quickly, and Wanfeng was also happy, and he had a dollar for every one he sold.

It's just that this damn uncle doesn't seem to have paid him for a long time, and it seems that it is necessary to knock him again.