A few days passed, and the snail tail trimmer that Zhou An ordered online finally arrived.

On this morning, Zhou An and Zhou Jian came back from the snail, and Zhou An's mother handed him a receipt and said, "A postman sent it just now! What is this? The postman said that it was a thing, and asked you to go to the post office and get it yourself!"

Tian Guifang, like Zhou Taihu, is illiterate who can't read a single word.

Zhou An glanced at the list and said with a smile: "A small machine, used to cut the tail of a snail!"

Tian Guifang was surprised, "Huh?

"If you have money, you have it!"

Zhou An turned his face to Zhou Jian and said, "Little sword, you take these snails and raise them, I'll go and bring the machine back!"

He's talking about a bucket of snails they've just brought back with a snail scout.

Zhou Jian nodded helplessly, Zhou An saw his expression in his eyes, and only wanted to laugh, because he knew that Zhou Jian was helpless, he had told Zhou Jian before, when the snail tail cutting machine arrived, there would be more snails that could be cut every day, so he asked Zhou Jian to open another stall selling spiced snails, and Zhou Jian was helpless at this time.

When Zhou An placed an order online, he paid attention to the size of the snail tail cutting machine he ordered, and before going to the county post office to pick up the goods, he visually measured the size of the front and rear positions of the battery car, and estimated that he should be able to transport the small machine back, so he rode on the battery car.

The space where the battery car is placed is estimated to be a little smaller.

But the frame he added to the back of the battery car is relatively large, and both plastic buckets can be put down, so it should be no problem to install that machine.

Pick-up from the post office went smoothly.

The small machine is also smoothly tied to the back seat of the battery car, but it is a little heavy, be careful when riding back, the center of gravity of the battery car is affected, and if you are not careful, it may overturn.

Fortunately, it went all the way home.

The machine was sent directly to Zhou Jian's house, placed in the hall, plugged in the electricity, Zhou An first turned on the machine and tried it, there was no problem, and then motioned to Zhou Jian, who was curiously watching on the side, to pour a snail into the funnel above the machine.

After receiving the instructions, Zhou Jian took a scoop and poured it into the funnel with water and snails.

The snails were mixed with water and poured into the funnel, and then, there was a crisp clicking sound from inside the machine, and then the snails that had been cut off rolled out of the small mouth under the machine, and rolled into the big wooden basin that Zhou An had just placed under the exit of the machine.

The machine was still working, Zhou An motioned for Zhou Jian to continue scooping snails and water into the funnel above, and he himself grabbed a handful of freshly cut snails from the basin below and looked at it carefully.

Make sure that every snail tail is cut clean, and then smile.

From today on, he finally doesn't have to use a vise to cut one by one every day, in other words, in the past half a month, he has used pliers to cut the tail of the snail every day, and his palms are calloused.

In the first few days, the palms of my hands were still blistered, which was not an easy job.

A bucket of snails had just been cut halfway, and it took only ten minutes or so, when Zhou Zhong suddenly walked in the door slowly, blinked curiously at the machine that was cutting snails, and said, "Huh, what is this? What kind of plane are you doing?"

Zhou An turned around and saw that it was him who came, and showed a smile, "Fat and heavy, what kind of wind blew you here?"

Zhou Jian also glanced at Zhou Chong a few times, he came back to Zhoujia Village, it has been several days, Zhou Chong is not the first time he has seen him, and he also played with Zhou Chong when he was a child, so he is no stranger to Zhou Chong, so he also smiled and nodded to Zhou Chong.

"I'm so heavy, what kind of wind can here? I'm here to play!

Zhou Zhong said as he took out a cigarette case very decently, handed one to Zhou An, and turned his head to Zhou Jian and said, "You are still young!

Zhou Zhong is bigger than Zhou An, but he has no ability to make money, but he prefers face, whoever gives him face, he will smile at whomever he wants, and whoever sweeps his face, he will really turn his face.

Therefore, although Zhou An felt a little ashamed, he still took the cigarette he handed over and lit it on the lighter that Zhou Chong brought over.

"Zhou Jiakang's village chief has been masturbated, and Zhou Taiwang is the new village chief!"

Zhou Zhong watched the machine work curiously while casually sharing the latest news in the village.

Not to mention, Zhou An and Zhou Jian really haven't heard of these two news.

"Zhou Taiwang?"

This name, Zhou An is a little unfamiliar.

"Well, I came back from the army last year, Zhou Wen and her father!" Zhou Zhong reminded.

After Zhou Chong's reminder, Zhou An finally matched the name Zhou Taiwang with a person in his impression, it was indeed from their village, and the reason why Zhou An had no impression was because before he was reborn, Zhou Jiakang's village chief had been the village chief for many years, although he was also demoted later, but the new village head who took office at that time was not Zhou Taiwang.

Zhou Wen, he knows, two or three years older than him, and Zhou Chong has been in the same class, Zhou An has the impression that before he was reborn, Zhou Taiwang did not stay at home for a long time after being discharged from the army, and then seemed to have been working outside, and then bought a house in the field and took all his wife and children away.

Now that this person is the village chief, Zhou An can't help but lose his mind a little.

Zhou Jiakang was given the hat of the village chief several years in advance, and the trajectory of Zhou Taiwang's life was completely changed.

However, this matter was also passed in Zhou An's heart for a while, and then he didn't think about it again.

There's nothing to ponder, but now, the person who changed his fate because of him, is not just a Zhou Taiwang?

He should get used to it!

Because Zhou Taiwang is not the first, and it will certainly not be the last.

……

That night, Zhou An asked Zhou Jian to open a new stall.

When I set off in the evening, there were four barrels, two barrels filled with boiled snails, and two barrels filled with washed mussel shells, because the snails used every day were prepared to be kept at home one day in advance, so although the snail trimmer arrived today, because there were no more snails prepared the day before, there were only half barrels of snails in the two barrels tonight.

According to Zhou Jian's idea, there will be no new stalls tonight, anyway, a bucket of snails and a stall can be sold out quickly every night, but Zhou An did not agree, he insisted on opening another stall tonight.

"There aren't many snails today, so it's just time for you to practice first!"

This is the reason given by Zhou An.

Zhou Jian was helpless, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he could only obey the arrangement.

took care that he was riding a bicycle, so Zhou An put two buckets of snails on his battery car and carried them, and only let Zhou Jian's bicycle carry two buckets of mussel shells.

When he arrived at the county seat, Zhou An first arranged Zhou Jian to set up a stall at the gate of the county No. 1 Middle School, and then went to the food street to open his business.

Looking at the figure of the eldest brother riding away, Zhou Jian felt that the whole person was not good, very uncomfortable, and felt that everyone around him looked at him with surprise.

Sitting at the back of the stall, Zhou Jian opened his mouth, wanting to learn from Wu Dalang on TV selling cooking cakes, but his mouth was open, but no sound came out.

He's still ashamed.