Fatty, look at this posture, when we finish selling, it is estimated that it will be dark. I can't help but be a little anxious, just in time for the New Year, the supply and marketing cooperatives have naturally become the focus.

The fat man looked at the crowd, and he was a little dizzy, the key is that he had a long way to go, and he had to go back at the fastest time, thinking about the long "bride price list" in his pocket, and the fat man also scratched his head.

"There you go. The fat man pulled Wang Sancang: "Third uncle, let's go out and sell some goods." ”

"You really want to open a store?" Wang Sanpao thought the fat man was.

"You wait first, I still have two flower baskets in the mountains. The fat man squeezed out of the crowd and came to the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, and after a while, he turned several baskets of red in the mountains.

These are all picked in the mountains after the old autumn, and they have always been stored in the fat man's wooden box. Put the flower basket on the ground, and the red pile in the mountain above is a point, red and gorgeous, in this winter, it is particularly eye-catching.

"Did you buy the red ones in the mountains—" The fat man's thick voice shouted, and it was estimated that people five hundred meters away could hear it clearly.

Wang Sanpao in the supply and marketing cooperatives knew that he was a fat man as soon as he heard the voice, and he couldn't help muttering: "It's really sold." ”

I heard the boss of the car shouting: "The mountains are red, that's a new thing, my grandson is asking me for sugar gourds!" After speaking, he stopped queuing up, and squeezed out when he was busy.

It is said that the mountain red is better than the frozen pear, the frozen pear is a family, a pot is gone, and there is no need to eat; if the mountain red grabs a small pot, it is enough to eat for several days, because it is small.

So. Under the leadership of the car boss. Everyone ran out. Not for a while. There are only a small number of people left in the supply and marketing cooperative.

The car owner walked back through the gate again. There was still a paper slip in his hand. It's the fat one. Then it's easy to start buying.

Anyway, the car boss is so clever. I heard the fat man shouting outside. I worked as a nursery again. He had done this when he was selling goose land. In his element.

And outside the supply and marketing cooperatives. The fat man has been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. All clamoring to buy. Most of them shouted, "How much is a pound?"

This was also the most common phenomenon in the countryside at that time. Buying things is not good for good. Ask the price first. Prices are acceptable. Look at the goods and buy again. Something better. If the price is high. I will not buy it by all means.

The main reason. Or is it because I have a lot of money in my pocket? When you come. Basically, it was calculated. What do you need to buy. Approximate how much it will cost. I already know it.

was asked by everyone, and the fat man flickered and remembered: There is no scale in his hand at all, how can he sell things?

Oops, the fat man scratched his head vigorously and grabbed the felt hat head on the brain. With that, the fat man took the head of the felt hat in his hand and pulled it up, just to block the square hole: "Five cents and a hood, get the guys ready." ”

Everyone also looked at the freshness, and then looked at the fat man's hood also belonged to the large size, and it was estimated that it could hold two or three catties at once, which was suitable. So they started to pay for it.

The fat man pulled over a child squatting next to him: "You put it in my hat for me." ”

The half-sized boy was also very clever, scooped his hood into the basket, and pulled it with both hands, and it was full of landing. Then I took the time to take a large one and stuffed it into my mouth.

In this way, the fat man collects the money, the child loads the goods, and soon the basket bottoms out. Because you don't need to look at the scales, the money is also loaded, and the bill is generally paid with five points of steel, so the degree is very fast.

"It's all about doing this business, and that's it. The fat man pondered while collecting the money.

Suddenly, someone patted his broad shoulder, and a sharp voice came: "Okay, I'm here again!"

The fat man was taken aback, he was a little sensitive to the word. Hurriedly looked back, only to see Ye Ying standing behind her, and there was another one standing next to her, Chang Piaopiao, it was Lin Qingshan.

"Don't mess around, wait until I'm done selling. The fat man grabbed a handful of mountain red and stuffed it over, and then went on to collect the money.

"Fat brother, stay some, go back and dip the sugar gourd. Ye Ying said while eating.

"I still have it at home, I'm not afraid that you can eat enough for your teeth. The fat man couldn't say a word, but was praised by Ye Ying: "Money." ”

In less than half an hour, the three flower baskets bottomed out. The fat man saw that there was the last hood left, and he waved his hand again and again: "It's not for sale, it's not for sale, we are backing the mountain, and if you want to buy it, you can go to our tun to buy it." ”

Everyone was in an uproar: For a few catties of red in the mountains, who can run dozens of miles.

"Good boy, busy for half a day, the rest is for you. "The fat man is a bright man, and he gave the remaining hat to the half-sized man.

That half-sized boy sizzled in his mouth haha, he ate too much red in the mountains just now, and he was a little toothy. Hearing the fat man say this, he was overjoyed, picked up his hood and ran.

"Stinky boy, bring me the hat back-" The fat man shouted, and then he turned around and asked, "Brother Lin, everything is going well, right?"

Lin Qingshan smiled and nodded: "It's okay, thanks to Ye Ying, run here and that, if it were me, it would probably take half a month." ”

Ye Ying also blinked her big eyes: "Fat brother, how can you thank me." ”

The fat man scratched the back of his head: "Please eat a sugar gourd—but it seems that I don't know how to do it." ”

"Who sells the mountain red, is there any more?" a middle-aged man ran over and asked.

"It's all sold out, and there are still people at home, but it's too far away. The fat man said casually.

"Fat brother, what kind of pimple are you?" the man was still undead.

"Backer. ”

"A little farther away, Cheng, I'll go buy some with you. The man finally made up his mind.

The fat man also thought it was funny: there is really this master, who ran dozens of miles in order to eat some red in the mountains. I can't help but look at one carefully

: Big dogskin hat, a big long face, hands with stuffy hands, feet with leggings, looks shrewd and capable, not like there is anything wrong with the brain.

After the man finished speaking, he went to the side of the road and waited, and now the fat man saw that he was holding a bicycle beside him, and there was a grass target tied to the handlebar, which was full of small holes.

It is estimated that this person is selling sugar gourds, and it just so happens that the red in the mountains at home is about to disappear, and the year after the year is the best time to sell sugar gourds, so this is the best time to run with the fat man.

At this time, the car boss and others also walked out of the supply and marketing cooperatives with large bags and small bags, and greeted Lin Qingshan and Ye Ying happily when they saw them. Because of the fat man's plan to move the tiger away from the mountain, everyone finished buying things early.

"Let's go back-" The car boss shouted, and began to manage people, how many people are coming, and they can't be pulled down by others.

The fat man touched his head: "My hat hasn't come back yet." ”

As he spoke, he saw a half-sized boy running on the avenue, running past the man who was selling sugar gourds in a cart, stopped suddenly, and said breathlessly: "Dad, I have a hat hood red in the mountain, and I can dip it in sugar gourds when I go home." ”

The man flicked a brain on his head: "Muddy ball, why don't you leave a basket first." Then he snatched off his hood, slapped it vigorously in his hand a few times, and dusted off all the grass foam on it: "Go back and tell your mother, I will go to the mountain to buy red in the mountains." ”

The half-grown man glanced at the fat man, and then ran away again.

As soon as the owner flicked his whip, the carriage left the commune, and the sugar gourd seller followed behind on his bicycle, slowly and leisurely, without any need to hurry.

"Brother, what's your surname?" the fat man sat in the carriage, his body tossed and turned, and his mouth croaked with him.

"Don't give your surname Tang, Tang Fengshan, fat brother, what kind of big are you?" the sugar gourd seller kicked hard, next to the carriage.

"My name is Huang Liang, Brother Tang, if you don't get in the carriage and rest for a while, I'll change with you. "The fat man is very happy in his heart: the surname is good, and he is full of sweetness.

Tang Fengshan looked at the fat man's body and shook his head vigorously: "No, I'm used to riding a bicycle every day." In fact, the main thing is that he is worried that his car will be crushed by him.

At more than three o'clock in the afternoon, I returned to Gushantun. Without shouting, people surrounded the carriage and began to take things. A group of wild boys surrounded Tang Fengshan's bicycle and shouted, "Where is the sugar gourd?"

"Uncle Fatty, are you going to eat it!" the snotty baby cried and pointed at the fat man.

The fat man secretly sweated: It turns out that I am so famous. So he flicked his arm: "Today I will invite the master who makes sugar gourds to make sugar gourds for you." ”

Then he said to Tang Fengshan with a smile: "Brother, you see these babies are greedy, you will come to my house to show your hand in a while, don't go back today, wait for tomorrow morning, and leave early." ”

"Done. Tang Fengshan also knew that he would not suffer, so he happily agreed. The wild boys immediately blew up the camp, and all ran to the fat man's house, and when they reached the door, no one dared to go in, and howled and wandered around the courtyard.

The fat man and Lin Qingshan and a large group of them also caught up, and the fat man shouted: "Lizheng-"

The wild boys immediately stood in a two-way column and listened to the fat man's instructions. The fat man nodded with satisfaction: "Well, dissolve on the spot." ”

Boom - where are the wild boys willing to stop, they are all screaming and screaming, and the scene is a little out of control for a while.

Tang Fengshan rolled his eyes: "Brother Huang, tell them to get some wicker sticks, and then they can wear sugar gourds." ”

"It doesn't work with the tips, it's sturdy. Erfeizi immediately asked. He said that the ground tip is a shrub that grows in the forest, strong and tough, and the tip is generally used to weave a basket of soil.

"That's for the best. Tang Fengshan seems to have a set of coaxing children, and he beat the wild boys away in two sentences.

Entering the house, Tang Fengshan was also a little dizzy, especially the black stupid, swaying up to shake hands with him, scared him to hide.

Hearing that it was the master of the gourd dipped in sugar, Qiqi immediately received him warmly, and walked around in front of and behind him, bringing up all the food at home.

The fat man brought in a basket of red in the mountains: "Brother Tang, you can do it, let's do it." ”

Tang Fengshan picked up a mountain red, found a knife, opened a small opening on it horizontally, and then used an awl to pick out the seeds inside, and then pulled out the small handle at the back: "Do this first, and wear it when you get it back."

Except for the big pigtail and Ye Ying who went to the outhouse to cook, the rest of the earthlings, including Wang Gong and Qiqi Yaya, began to pick seeds for the red in the mountains. Mao Mao and their brothers are naturally not far behind, squatting on the ground decently, after picking a mountain red, they throw it into their mouths, then look left and right, and continue to pick.

Soon, the wild boys brought the sticks, and each family had them, and each person hugged them, and if they lit the fire, they would be enough to make a few meals.

Tang Fengshan cut the tips into more than a foot long, cut out a sharp shape in the front, put them in the water basin to soak for a while, and began to wear sugar gourds. Wear the smaller ones first, then the larger ones in turn, and the top one is also the largest. The fat man remembered Hou Jianxi, who sold peaches, and put the good land on the top first.

The wild boys were also busy, and soon, they wore more than 100 strings. Tang Fengshan said with a smile: "Let's dip a pot first, just use this small pot on the stove." ”

When the wild boys heard this, they immediately cheered, stopped their work, and gathered around the stove. The fat man pulled them away: "Stand back, don't burn you." ”

After saying that, he stood at the front with his arms crossed, and he was also ready to learn this craft.