Kuang Yibin said: "Your second aunt in Cangqian Mountain called last night and said that she would come out to see me every few days. She also asked a little about you. ”

When Kuang Dejun was working in Gangdong, he received a call from his second aunt's son, Yang Chengsheng, saying: "I talked about a girlfriend and I am going to get married, can my cousin borrow some money to turn around." ”

He borrowed 5,000 yuan to Yang Chengsheng at that time, and the second aunt asked someone to bring a bag of candy.

His father, Kuang Xiucai, had three brothers, an eldest sister and a younger sister. The eldest sister was sold to others as a child daughter-in-law when she was a child, and the second sister has always been closer to the eldest brother. Kuang Xiucai and his wife died in a car accident, and the person who cried the most was Kuang Dejun's second aunt. It was she who helped the thirteen-year-old Kuang Dejun bury his parents, and picked up some food from the mountains hundreds of kilometers away every now and then to help her poor brother and sister survive the famine.

"Second aunt is coming, okay, why don't I ask Li Jian to pick her up, and she's sure she'll come over one day? ”

Kuang Yibin said: "Listen to your second aunt, it seems that your cousin Yang Chengsheng bought a van to use to pick up passengers, and by the way, send your second aunt over." ”

Kuang Dejun went to the house of his second brother-in-law in Cangqianshan with his grandfather and parents when he was a child. At that time, there was no car at all, only a small road, take a car to Bumen Town, and walk for five hours to the second aunt's house.

However, last year, I heard from my cousin that there was a secondary road leading to his village. If you have money, it is convenient to buy a car and drive to the county seat.

When Kuang Dejun transported the chicken coop full of local chickens to the embankment of the Xiantangkeng Reservoir, he saw Li Jian driving a pickup truck from a distance.

Five chicken coops, three baskets of fresh straw mushrooms, loaded before six o'clock. Kuang Dejun thought for a while, told Li Jian to wait a few minutes, and then ran home and brought a small stove, a small packet of charcoal, a casserole, a few small bowls, spoons and chopsticks. Stuffed into the car and said, "It's okay, let's go." ”

Electronic scales, calculators, notebooks or something, of course, Kuang Fusheng has already prepared.

Li Jian's task was to help transport the goods to the largest Dongmen chicken and duck market stall in Yuedu County. The market management department opened early, and Kuang Dejun went to rent a stall and paid the rent. Fortunately, I was in time early and picked a junction location.

In addition to a fixed area of the chicken and duck market, there is also a temporary stall, who can pay the rent early and choose a stall with a relatively good location.

Kuang Dejun first asked Li Jian to write two prices on cardboard: 50 yuan a pound of high-quality local chicken. The best straw mushroom is fifty yuan a catty.

Behind the stall is a couple in charge of deflaying chickens and ducks. Fade a chicken feather for five yuan, and fade a duck feather for eight yuan.

The man is a modern version of the three-inch Dinggu bark Wu Dalang image, and it happens that the surname is also Wu, and the single number is a word A. Hearing this name, Kuang Dejun felt full of joy.

Although the woman is not as charming and beautiful as Pan Jinlian, she also has good facial features and a tall figure.

"Brother, your native chicken and straw mushrooms are a bit expensive. Wu Jia began to light coals to make a fire, and he cleaned up the residue of the hair removal roller. Wu Jia glanced at the price sign erected on Kuang Dejun's stall and asked, "Which village are you from, and are you selling chickens in the market for the first time?"

"How?" asked Kuang Dejun rhetorically.

"Brother, my two in-laws have been in the chicken and duck market for more than ten years, and it is the first time I have seen you sell at such an outrageously high price. Now the price of feed chickens on the market is eight or nine yuan a catty, and the real forest chickens eat grains without feed and only eighteen or nineteen yuan a catty. Your price tag is fifty yuan a catty, I think it's a bit hanging, especially your straw mushroom, is this a straw mushroom, the body size is quite large, and there is a special fragrance. But no matter how good the fresh straw mushroom is, it doesn't exceed 15 yuan a catty. Wu Jia shook his head and said.

Even his woman's sister-in-law gave him a blank look, and he was disgusted with broken mouth: "Don't believe his nonsense, people's local chickens and straw mushrooms sell for fifty yuan a catty, and there is a reason to sell them for fifty yuan a catty." ”

Wu Jia was not convinced, and whispered to Sister-in-law Wu: "Look at it, he can sell these chickens for fifty yuan a catty, and I will eat all those chicken feathers." ”

Kuangde Army's spiritual spring water forged his body, so his ears and eyes were clear, and Wu Jia's soft words also made him listen to them. He smiled slightly, grabbed a rooster and handed it to Wu Jia, saying, "Boss Wu, help me shed a rooster feather first." ”

There are also stalls in the chicken and duck market that sell whole ones, and of course some sell some of them. Those who are slaughtered and sold are all brought to Wujia to be slaughtered here to help wash the internal organs. Wu Jia not only has to pay eight yuan for the slaughter and dehairing of a chicken, but also has to pay the chicken feathers of the whole chicken, so the income is still good.

"Brother Wu, do you want to take the chicken feathers of my chicken aside first, and wait a minute, if my chicken is sold for fifty yuan a catty, didn't you say that you will eat the chicken feathers?" Kuang Dejun said teasingly.

Old Wu Jia's face flushed, blaming himself for being too talkative, but he immediately shook his head affirmatively. Quickly helped the Kuang Dejun slaughter the big rooster that had lost its feathers, cleaned the internal organs, and handed over the chicken to the Kuang De Army. He no longer talks about eating chicken feathers.

Hearing Wu Jia say this, Kuang Defu couldn't sit still. He said, "Otherwise, let's put away the price tag first, and then call the price depending on the situation." ”

Kuang Dejun said with certainty: "This is the price of death, and if someone else buys it in bulk, it will be increased by 10 percent, that is, 55 yuan a catty." "The tone is unmistakable.

Anyway, the chicken and straw mushrooms are yours, and you can sell them at whatever price you say. The local chicken is fine, if those fresh mushrooms can't be sold, and if they are left for a whole day, the whole thing will wither and become unpresentable.

Kuang Dejun began to light a stove and borrowed a little boiling water from Wu Jia. He didn't want to add Lingquan water to the boiling water, he thought that the quality of the local chicken and straw mushrooms should be sold at a high price, although adding some Lingquan water would be more effective, but he didn't want to deceive customers.

At this time, a few people gathered in front of the stall and asked about the price of local chicken. Kuang Dejun knocked on the price tag: "Fifty yuan a catty, no return." ”

A middle-aged man wearing a checkered shirt and carrying a black hanging bag exclaimed in surprise: "Brother, isn't it, there are such expensive local chickens? Kuang Dejun heard his words, what kind of chickens are he selling, it is better to rob the bank.

Another chubby spectacle said, "Your chickens are indeed pure understory chickens in appearance." Each one looks delicate, with full pectoral muscles, well-developed leg muscles, moderately short shins, a small head, a moderately short neck, and beautiful feathers. The hen has a cocked tail, and the rooster tail is sickle-shaped. It is indeed a standard local chicken, but it is a little unclear, other people's local chickens are smaller, I don't know why your local chickens are very large, and each one weighs no less than five or six pounds......"

A guy with a cigarette in his mouth pushed his glasses and said, "What kind of professional knowledge are you selling, you haven't talked about it for a long time." Hey, the chicken seller, tell me the real price, I want all these local chickens, 30 yuan a catty, do you sell them?"

Kuang Dejun said firmly: "Fifty yuan a catty, one cent less will not be sold." ”