Chapter 17: Poverty is the Original Sin!
"Shiya, this is your classmate?"
Xu Shiya's sister looked Zhou An up and down with scrutinizing eyes, and the disgust in her eyes almost said directly, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and she sneered, she pulled Xu Shiya and walked to the vegetable market, urging as she walked: "Let's go, let's go! We still have to buy vegetables! You are a girl, what are you talking so much about male classmates? Let's go!"
"Hey, sister, sister, you, don't be like this, sister, I beg you, okay? That's really my classmate......"
Xu Shiya obviously didn't want to leave, and wanted to chat with Zhou An, but she was petite, but her sister was tall and long-legged, and pulling her was like an adult pulling a child.
There was no way, she herself was probably desperate, and hurriedly turned around to say goodbye to Zhou An, "Zhou An! Zhou An is embarrassed! Then I'll go first, goodbye!!"
This scene caused the exit of the vegetable market, and everyone looked sideways, or surprised, curious or ridiculed eyes converged on Zhou An's face, Zhou An's face was a little hot, even if he returned from rebirth, his skin was already much thicker, but in front of so many people, he still felt embarrassed to be lost face like this.
Sister Xu Shiya's eyes and attitude just now clearly conveyed a meaning to him: she felt that he was very low and not worthy of talking more to her sister.
If you can see the damage value, Zhou An will probably have a number of +10,000 floating out of his heart at this time.
10,000 critical hits.
After all, Xu Shiya is the girl he has had a crush on for many years, and being so despised by her sister in front of her, Zhou An feels very uncomfortable.
looked down at the broken bicycle he was riding, and there were a few green bamboos tied to the back seat with hemp rope, and his body was ...... Big black pants, an old undershirt with open lines on the shoulders, the soles of the plastic slippers on the feet have been worn out for the most part, there are mud stains on the feet and slippers, there are no mirrors at hand, Zhou An can't see his current image, but he believes that it is not much better, he didn't sleep well last night, there must be dark circles under his eyes, he went to collect the fishers in the morning, his face was not washed, his hair was not taken care of, and it was estimated that there was still eye feces in his eyes.
It's no wonder that Sister Xu Shiya looks down on him so much.
Although he understood in his heart, Zhou An was still congested.
It was really ...... to be looked down upon by an eighteen or nineteen-year-old woman
Gritting his teeth, Zhou An rode home with a gloomy face.
I still want to find a chance to get close to Xu Shiya and see if I can be with her in this life! The moment he saw Xu Shiya again, he had no distractions in his heart, Zhou Miao's cousin with long legs and extremely good looks, he had no idea, but Xu Shiya's sister's eyes and attitude were like a scoop of cold water splashed on his face, and in an instant, he recognized his current situation.
Poverty is the greatest original sin in him!
Because of poverty, not to mention Xu Shiya and Zhou Miao's cousin, it is estimated that even if the young lady in the hair salon is good and wants to find an honest person to take over, she will not look down on him.
After arriving home, Zhou An left all the distractions in his heart behind and began to work seriously.
Change the water for the snails that he picked up yesterday afternoon, and then take the paint bucket to the river to pick up the snails again, if this business wants to continue, he has to get dozens of catties of snails every day, pick them up a day in advance and put them in the water to raise.
The heavy rain the afternoon before yesterday had passed for more than a day, and most of the snails by the river were gone, which sounded the alarm bell in Zhou Anxin's heart.
The longer the rainstorm passes, the more snails will climb back to the bottom of the river, and finally it will be difficult to easily pick up as many snails as you want to easily pick up by the river.
It will definitely take a lot more time to pick up a bucket of snails today.
If you wait for tomorrow, there will be a question mark over whether you can fill a bucket in half a day.
"Think of a way to ......"
While looking along the river, Zhou An muttered to himself.
There are two options before him.
Or go to the vegetable market every day to find a seller of aquatic products, and see if you can buy dozens of catties of snails from the seller of aquatic products every day.
Or, just go a little more retro and go home and be a snail scout.
The two choices flashed in Zhou Anxin, and he made a decision in his heart.
Be a spy!
To be a spy, he only needs to exert some effort and time every day, no matter whether it is sunny or rainy, it will definitely be no problem to get dozens of catties of snails, and the most important thing is to save money!
It is not easy to do a small business, and if he can save a little cost, he naturally chooses a method that can save costs! As a last resort, he will definitely not want to go to the place where aquatic products are sold to buy snails and come back for processing.
Because in that case, his daily cost will be much higher, and the profit will be thin.
Just like the snails he sold last night, because the cost is very small, the 400 yuan or so sold is almost all his profit, but if he buys fresh snails and comes back for processing, the profit will be cut by at least half!
That was unacceptable to Zhou An.
Of course, he doesn't want to sell snails all his life, and now he gets up early every day to make money greedily, but he just wants to accumulate a little capital, and with capital, he has more opportunities to show.
Cutting profits in half meant that he had to work twice as hard to save enough money for himself.
He hadn't done a spy on snails, but he had seen it before, and it seemed to be in the homes of a few people in the village, which was an outdated thing, and it hadn't been used by anyone in recent years.
Maybe you can try to spend money to buy one with someone!
Things that have been outdated for many years are certainly not valuable, but you don't have to waste that effort to do it, even if you can make it yourself, not to mention the time-consuming and laborious work, it may not be easy to use.
……
On the way back from picking up a bucket of snails, Zhou An was lucky enough to meet Zhou Chong, who was sitting in the shade of a tree at the head of the village and chatting awkwardly with a little woman who was peeling edamame.
Zhou Zhong held half a cigarette in his hand, his eyes were aimed at the little woman's chest, and his mouth was flamboyant, and the little woman did not chase him, but laughed and talked nonsense with him.
"Fat heavy!"
Zhou An called him.
"Hey, Anzi!" Seeing Zhou An, Zhou Chong smiled and waved enthusiastically in response, the posture was like that of a village cadre.
"Come here, I have something to ask you!"
"Oh, what's the matter?
Zhou Chong immediately got up and came to Zhou An, and enthusiastically took out a cigarette case and handed a cigarette to Zhou An, but Zhou An waved his hand and refused.
"Fat and heavy! Let me ask you something! Do you know which house in the village still has a spy who spies for snails?"
"A spy for a snail?"
Zhou Zhong looked at the bucket full of snails in Zhou An's bucket, and was very puzzled, "Anzi! It's not enough for you to get so many snails in the past two days? Do you still need spies?
Even the little woman who peeled edamame in the shade of the tree was curious.
"You don't care about this! Fat and heavy! Help me think about who has a spy in the village now? Help me think of it, please eat spiced snails at night!"
"Five-spice snails, really?"
Zhou Chong's eyes lit up, he was very happy, and he opened his mouth and said: "There are very few spies in the village now, but if you ask me, you are asking the right person! Zhou Yuting's house! I saw one in her firewood room last time! There is also a little leprosy house! I also saw one under the bed of the little leprosy's house last time! Uh, and Mrs. Huo! Mrs. Huo is reluctant to throw away any things, I watched her use it a few times when I was a child, and she must still keep it now! Hmm, Anzi! I have thought of these houses for the time being, why don't you go to these houses and ask them first? If not, I will help you think about it? ”
Zhou Chong was really well-informed, Zhou An didn't have any impression of anything, he opened his mouth and said the three.