It was a Sunday, and it happened to be a market day, so the brothers and sisters didn't have to go to school, and Yang Fan didn't have to take his younger brother. Seeing that his father was going to the market with a load of "sweeping", he followed with a dead face, and his father had no choice but to take him with him.

The village is only three or four miles from the street, about a forty-minute walk. The streets are still as old as they were decades ago, and there are not a single tall buildings. There weren't many people on the street, so my father found a vacant lot and put down his burden to set up a stall.

My father used to be a teacher, and after graduating from the "teacher's training", he was assigned to teach primary school in a neighboring county, probably not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, and in that funny era, there was a festival when he brought back some local products from neighboring counties and was pressed on a "speculative" hat, and the teaching job was lost, and the conference meeting was criticized many times, so the impression of my father has always been taciturn. "Sweeping" is the father usually go up the mountain to cut the "bamboo" back to tie it, used to sweep the street and other large places, for this reason some children in the village under the instigation of adults often shouted: Futang steals bamboo and steals wood! Especially the son of the "four taels" monkey six screamed the loudest, Yang Fan thought that he couldn't help him in his previous life, and he must be good-looking in this life!

I squatted with my father for a long time, but I didn't sell a handful. In that era when the natural economy was dominant, most people would go up the mountain to cut bamboo to tie up their homes.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, an old farmer selling paparazzi came next to him, and he actually knew his father. Yang Fan listened to them talk for a while before he realized that this old farmer was the uncle of his junior high school classmate Yang Yong, an old hunter, and once he and Yang Yong had been to his home in the mountains, and he had a good hunting dog. Wait, Yang Fan hurriedly leaned over to look at the three puppies in his basket, and he fell in love with one of them at a glance.

"Abel, how much does this dog sell?"

"Hehe, Futang, your son has vision!" Yang Yong's uncle smiled at his father, "Among the three, he picks this one the best!"

"This one will definitely be able to hunt in the future, and it will be sold for five dollars, and what if you want to give it to you for four dollars? Do you have any money?" the old farmer smiled slyly at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan didn't have a penny, and he also knew that his father didn't have a dime, and he didn't have to eat lunch yet, and he was waiting for "Sweep" to open the market!

"Then how much do the other two sell?" Yang Fan scratched his head embarrassedly.

"These two are a little cheaper, three pieces a piece. ”

Yang Fan's eyes rolled and said, "Uncle, can you sell the three of them for twelve yuan together?"

"Hahaha........" The old farmer laughed so much that his stomach cramped!

"Brother, you haven't gone to school yet, have you? No wonder you give three eleven yuan to twelve yuan!" The old farmer said to Yang Fan, but he couldn't stop laughing at Yang Futang, so that Yang Futang didn't want to recognize him as a son!

"Uncle, I'm serious, you promised to sell the three twelve yuan?" Yang Fan waited for him to stop laughing and said stubbornly.

The old farmer looked at Yang Fan again and again, but he couldn't tell that Yang Fan was a fool.

"Okay, I'll even give you this basket for three twelve dollars. Get the money!"

"That's right...... Will you be able to do it before four o'clock before the dispersal?" Yang Fan was a little weak-hearted.

"Futang, look at ......" the old farmer asked for advice with his eyes.

"Lao Li, don't you meet children...... "The father can't wait for a gap in the ground to get into, it's too embarrassing, how can he give birth to this cowhide coaxing son without a dime?

"Grandpa, you have to believe that I have a way...... Yang Fan turned to Lao Li and said stubbornly: "That's it, let me sell the puppy, how much I sell it is mine, I'll give you twelve yuan before four o'clock, do you dare to do it?"

Lao Li quickly calculated in his heart, and felt that the three puppies could be sold for eighty or ninety yuan, and if this kid could really sell for twelve yuan, he would give him one dollar.

"Okay, I'll give you an hour, I won't let you pay if I can't sell it, I'll continue to sell it!"

"Okay, deal. A word is a certainty!" Yang Fan immediately decided. The father wanted to stop him, but Lao Li pulled him away and said that the right should let the child practice for a while!

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"Hunting paparazzi! Hunting paparazzi! Hunting paparazzi from Dalong Mountain......" A crisp and loud voice shouted in the bazaar.

Soon a large group of people surrounded them, and I have to say how bored and empty people are these days.

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"Brother, how do you sell this paparazzi?"

"Which one do you want?"

"This one!" said an old man, pointing to one at a time.

"This is ten dollars!"

"Well, this only costs ten yuan? One dollar is all over the street!"

"Uncle, you're right, a vegetable dog is sold all over the street for a dollar, but what about the paparazzi, I dare to say that there are only three of them in the whole polder...... You can see it clearly, this is a hunting paparazzi raised in Dalongshan, look at this arrow feathers......."

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A young man was a little moved by Yang Fan's words, and pointed to the other one and said, "What about this one?"

"This is fifty yuan, don't buy a penny less!"

Everyone was shocked, and the young man's hand that was about to grab the paparazzi suddenly retracted...... The muscles on Lao Li's cheeks couldn't help jumping: This lord really dares to ask for a price!

Yang Futang also hated this embarrassing son! Does he understand the concept of fifty yuan? But at this time, he can't dismantle his son's platform, and he has to help his son maintain order, so he can only pray in his heart that no acquaintances will come to see him.

"Do you see it? Iron pincer mouth, bite it and never let go! This foot is bowed forward and arrows are ready to go...... The tail of this gun is carried from the beginning to the end, and it is more than smooth and .......positive, "Yang Fan's elders have been a dog dealer for a while, and he remembers many mantras, and now he has all come out."

A fat man suddenly became interested, squeezed into it vigorously, picked up the "iron tongs" and watched it repeatedly.

Lao Li didn't know when he squeezed to the fat man's side, and said in a suppressed voice: "Brother, have you seen enough, can you show me?"

The fat man handed the puppy over, but he didn't let go of his hands. Lao Li looked at it seriously, sighed slightly, and said to himself, "It's a pity, it's just that this eye is a little shrugged, otherwise it ......."

Yang Fan couldn't help but want to laugh, this old Li is really good at childcare! At the moment, he said with a tense face: "You old man don't know how to read, aren't all the puppies who are only two months old like this? If you can't afford it, just let someone else come!"

"What? You brother actually looks down on people? This paparazzi is worth up to thirty yuan, if you don't shrug your eyes, I will want a hundred yuan!" Lao Li was angry, and actually untied his belt and took out a stack of banknotes from it, although there was only one big unity, and the others were all bits and pieces, but Lao Li was very dragged by it, and few people could casually take out three dozen yuan from his body these days!

"You don't care how much it's worth, if it's enough for fifty yuan, you can take it, not a single cent less!" Yang Fan didn't give in at all!

"Thirty! Thirty will give you some money immediately!" Lao Li quickly counted out thirty yuan, and everyone saw that he only had a five-yuan card left in his hand.

"Fifty, a point is not a lot!"

"Ah, what a ...... you brother Thirty-five dollars, all for you!"

Everyone's hearts hung in their throats, but Yang Fan still shook his head.

At this time, the fat man took out a stack of large solidarity from his inner pocket, counted out five, and said, "Fifty is fifty, I want it!"

Lao Li hurriedly stopped him and said, "Brother, I'll negotiate the price first!" and then said to Yang Fan, "Brother, you wait a few minutes, fifty is fifty, I'll borrow money immediately!"

The fat man was upset: "I was the one who got this dog first!" said and handed over the money with one hand.

Yang Fan didn't want to make any more trouble, so he immediately took the money and said: "Yes, yes, everyone has seen it, it was this uncle who hugged the dog first." Uncle, why don't you buy the other two, it's only ten yuan a piece!"

Lao Li looked pained, "Forget it, I'll take a fancy to that one!"

The witnesses present were all sympathetic to Lao Li, thinking that his painful expression was because he couldn't buy that good dog, but they didn't know that this old product was bleeding because of the price of selling three pieces to Yang Fan for twelve yuan!

"There are two more, both born in the same litter, no matter how bad it is! Ten yuan a piece, ten yuan a piece! The hand is fast and the hand is slow!" Yang Fan's voice suddenly woke everyone up, yes, the same litter was only one-fifth of the price of the good dog just now! Soon someone began to grab it, and finally the two lucky ones each handed Yang Fan a big unity with joy!

Yang Fan was in a good mood and had a lot of ideas, and when he saw an ox cart next to him, he picked up a "sweep" and climbed up, standing high on it and shouting to the people who were still in the mood: "Hello everyone! My name is Yang Fan! I'm sure you've all heard about the incident of a child beating a big snake in Changtang Village some time ago, right? I'm that kid......

Everyone has already heard the story of the stupid ten in Changtang Village, and it is countless versions, and now I am shocked when I hear that I am in front of me, thinking of Yang Fan's performance just now, there is really no vanity under the fame!

"Uncles and uncles, today I, Yang Fan, want to ask you for a little favor, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Uncles and uncles, my father's name is Yang Futang, he is the most honest person in our village, he used to be a teacher, he taught in Fenglin County more than ten years ago, and when he bought a few catties of dried fish during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, he was deducted with a hat of investment, and he marched on the street to criticize and fight, and some people even whipped mercilessly with these sweeping bamboos....... Speaking of emotion, Yang Fan choked up and burst into tears: "Do you think such a thing is reasonable? My father just wants the family to eat better, is this also wrong?....... Now that people in the village have to cut off their tails when they raise more chickens, it is not easy for children to eat eggs, is this really the life we want?"

Yang Futang was frightened when he heard his son's words, could it be that this rebel wanted to fan the people into rebellion? He knew too well the stakes of dictatorship, and he could crush everything that was beyond his power in a minute! But when he thought of his humiliating past, a wave of blood unconsciously welled up in his heart......

"A few days ago, I fell into the bottom of the well, I felt that my soul was no longer in my body, and I had a long dream at night, dreaming that there were flocks of chickens and ducks in our village, every family raised a few big fat pigs, and everyone rode a new bicycle when they went out......." The people below are fascinated, opening their mouths, and not noticing that saliva flows out, it is so fascinating!

Yang Fan said with a lot of salivation, and found that there was no applause below, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Folks, do you want to live like this?"

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No one responded!

Yang Fan was embarrassed and sneered: "It seems that everyone is used to being poor, and they don't dare to imagine a better life in the future, this habit is very bad, don't we dare to think about eating better things?"

Someone at the bottom finally laughed.

Yang Fan knew that 1976 had reached a critical point, and the hearts of people who had been restless for ten years had slowly settled down, and many people began to learn to think......

"Uncles and uncles, I won't say much superfluous, believe me, and use this sweep to witness today!" Yang Fan solemnly lifted the sweep and circled: "These sweeps are made by my father every night in his spare time, they are strong and durable, and each of them is a mark of his own thing, my father said that this is the last time he did this batch of sweeps, and no one can buy them if they want to buy them in the future..... Now I only sell it for five cents each, if someone buys it, go back to a year or two and use it up, it doesn't matter, keep it, boy, I'm here today to talk and count, ten years later, I'll take back all the two hundred yuan!"

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The people present have been numbed by the shock today!

There are at least 20 brooms for 20 yuan, which is an astronomical amount of nearly 4,000 yuan, although there are still ten years, but no one dares to imagine it........

"What's the matter? Don't you dare to get two hundred yuan after five cents?" Yang Fan kept fanning the fire, others thought it was unimaginable to earn thousands of yuan in ten years, but Yang Fan felt that with his decades of experience, it was just a piece of cake. He didn't really care about the money from selling the sweeper, he urgently needed to make a name for himself, he wanted to change everything as soon as possible, if he had enough fame, Yang Fan felt that he had the ability to reduce even the heavy disaster in July this year!

Yang Futang felt as if a door had been pushed open, he felt that the whole world suddenly opened up, he resolutely climbed into the ox cart, picked up Yang Fan with one hand, waved to the sky with the other, and said with full anger: "Fathers and brothers, I am Yang Futang, I believe in my son's words, I believe that he can fulfill his promise, and I am willing to vouch for him...... But I believe in the party even more, and I believe that the party will lead us and make our lives better!"

I don't know who applauded at the beginning, and then thunderous applause!

Yang Fan sighed helplessly, his father is still amazing, he said that his saliva was dry for a long time, but no one applauded!

At the critical moment, Lao Li stepped forward again, holding a dollar in his hand and shouting: "I believe Mr. Yang, I'll buy two!"

In fact, people were not stupid in those years, and they immediately understood the key, I am afraid that this day is going to change, this kid of the Yang family is six and a half years old and is so awesome, and I am afraid that he will soar to the sky if he is given another ten years!

Five cents for two hundred ten years later, everyone is rushing to buy a sweep worth two cents with five cents, and twenty sweeps are quickly snatched up!

Yang Futang is very happy, this is everyone's affirmation and trust in him. Everyone is also satisfied, this is not a sweep, this is a thought for the future!

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