The market in the town is located on the newly built commercial street, which is said to be a commercial street, but in fact, there are some shops on both sides of the road, selling building materials and farm tools, which are completely incomparable with the commercial street of the county that specializes in selling brands.

The mantissa of the lunar calendar is two, five, seven, and zero is the right day of the Wulong Town Market, today is the sixth day of the lunar calendar, not the big day of the big gathering, so there are not many people on the market, only one selling pork and a few scattered selling vegetables.

Zhao Yunfei saw that there was an open space next to the pork seller, so he parked the tricycle there, first took Xiao Ji off the tricycle, and then moved the two pots of eggs down and placed them side by side on the side of the road.

"Recently, the weather has been hot, and the market for eggs is not high, and it only sells for three yuan a pound in the grocery store at the back." The black fat man was idle, and when he saw Zhao Yunfei setting up a stall from the side, he immediately accosted him.

"I'll sell three pieces too, it's all chai eggs." Zhao Yunfei said.

"Is it a chai egg? Three yuan a pound is really not expensive," the black fat man walked to the egg basin, squatted down with difficulty, stretched out his chubby hand to pick up an egg, turned it upside down, and said: "Brother, let's discuss with each other, my pork is now sold for seven yuan a pound, and I will exchange a pound of pork for your two pounds of eggs?" ”

Zhao Yunfei agreed without thinking about it: "Cheng, it's you who suffers." ”

The black fat man grinned, "Things at home, what is not a loss." As he spoke, he took a knife and cut a piece of meat and threw it on the electronic scale, a pound was almost, and he cut a small piece of pure lean meat to make up for it, and a pound of high, shook off the plastic bag and loaded the pork, and handed it to Zhao Yunfei.

Zhao Yunfei took the pork, turned around and put it into the body of the tricycle, and then said, "I didn't bring a plastic bag, big brother will take one of your plastic bags." ”

The black fat man pulled a bag and handed it to Zhao Yunfei.

Zhao Yunfei loaded more than 20 eggs, weighed them on the black fat man's electronic scale, two catties and one tael, took two eggs and stuffed them into the bag, and said, "Big brother, I have to use your scale and bag to sell eggs in a while." ”

Chai eggs can be sold for four yuan a pound in the town, Zhao Yunfei exchanged two pounds and one tael of eggs for the black fat man, and then added two to him for nothing, the black fat man saw it in his eyes, obviously he took advantage of it, grinning and smiling honestly and promised: "It's okay, the scale can be used casually, the bag is hanging here, take it yourself." ”

Zhao Yunfei's business soon opened, and the people in the shops behind heard that the chai eggs were three yuan a catty, so they came to buy them with money, and the two pots of eggs were sold at once.

Busy weighing eggs and collecting money, Zhao Yunfei didn't notice that the village party secretary Wang dared to drive over on a motorcycle.

Wang Dancao added a throttle, turned into an alley, stopped at the corner, looked at Zhao Yunfei, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found a number, smiled sinisterly, and pressed the number out.

There were about twenty eggs left in the basin, Zhao Yunfei estimated that the money sold in his pocket could be fifty yuan, he was not in a hurry to count the money in his pocket, the ancient experience of not revealing wealth is applicable in any era, and in his bones, he is not willing to count the money like other vendors, not to mention that the money is not worth counting.

Fifty yuan is indeed not a big amount for ordinary people, but for Zhao Yunfei's brothers and sisters, these money can be of great use, although Wang Dancao promised to give the disaster relief money, but the ghost only knows when he can get it, the family has this money to sell eggs, and the heart is very steady, in case of an unexpected expense, at least it can be dealt with temporarily - this is how the life of the poor lived.

Thinking about the 600 yuan disaster relief money, although the money has not yet been obtained, but just thinking about it, the mood will become relaxed, with this money, a year's living expenses are more than enough, that is to say, this money can buy a year's time, of course he will not be idle in this year, planting crops, being a small worker, and raising a little pig, by this time next year, the 600 yuan may be doubled, into 1,002, if it is harder, it may become 2,000, of course, this is just his wishful thinking, Life is often unexpected......

"How do you sell these eggs?" A lady in her fifties asked as she stopped in front of Zhao Yunfei's stall on an electric tricycle.

"Three dollars a pound." Zhao Yunfei replied.

"Three bucks? It's expensive, two pieces of five. "The eldest lady didn't even get off the car, so she bargained directly.

"I'm a chai egg, three yuan is not expensive." Zhao Yunfei explained.

"Chai eggs? Let me see. Saying that, the eldest lady got out of the car, squatted in front of the egg basin, picked up an egg and looked at the sun.

"That's all there is to it? Two pieces of eight, I'm round. "Auntie put on a very cheerful look.

"Three dollars a catty, no bargaining." Zhao Yunfei was too lazy to talk nonsense with her.

What else was the aunt about to say, a man suddenly came over and said, "This egg will be sold in a while, you pay the management fee first." ”

Zhao Yunfei looked up, the person he recognized was a leader in the town's management market, he had also collected management fees when he was in the market before, he was in his forties, with a big rosacea nose, wearing a short-sleeved uniform with epaulettes, with open buttons, and he was five big and three thick, and his belly was bigger than the belly of the guy who sold pork next to him.

"Director Wang, come out early in the morning for a walk?" The buddy who sold pork had a flattering expression on his face and took out his cigarette to salute.

Director Wang took the cigarette and glanced at the trademark, knowing that it was a box of cigarettes for ten yuan, which was quite passable, and put it in his mouth.

Brother Pork came up with a lighter and lit a cigarette for Director Wang, he usually sells pork with two boxes of cigarettes, one box of cheap cigarettes, mainly for himself, and the other box of more expensive cigarettes, to pass the toll on these people.

Director Wang pointed to Zhao Yunfei's egg with his finger holding the cigarette and said to Zhao Yunfei: "Pay ten yuan management fee." ”

"It's not a big set today, how can I still charge a management fee?" Zhao Yunfei wondered.

The management fee is generally collected on the day of the big set, and the management fee is generally not charged for setting up stalls on other days, and the people who rush to the market know this.

"You have to pay a management fee for setting up a stall here, and it has nothing to do with big and small sets, you know?" Director Wang looked condescending.

"I have also set up a stall in Xiaoji before, why did I confiscate the management fee?" Zhao Yunfei's face did not change, and he fought with reason.

Seeing the argument here, Brother Pork grinned awkwardly, and then quietly retreated behind his meat stall, frowning and shrinking his neck, pretending not to hear what was being said here.

"Before? I didn't see you before, don't talk nonsense and pay the money quickly. Director Wang raised his voice, and his tone became more and more impatient.

If you lack social experience, under such coercion, you are likely to say something out of your tongue and say, "Why don't you charge other people's management fees?" Collect mine alone? As long as the other party says such a thing, he has the ability to call more than a dozen vendors who set up stalls, and ask them on the spot if they have paid the management fee.

Zhao Yunfei first saw Director Wang's intentions, and besides, with his character, he would never say anything to pull others.

Director Wang's tone angered Zhao Yunfei, he patted his pants pocket, and his words were full of provocation: "I have the money, but I won't pay the management fee today." ”

"You don't pay a management fee? Let's drink the northwest wind and go? Director Wang said with a glare.

"It has nothing to do with me what wind you drink." Zhao Yunfei looked indifferent and said.