Chapter 450: Good Business

Zhang Cuilian walked over and frowned and said to her, "Mom, don't say it." He's still on the highway, how dangerous it is. ”

An Rong glanced at Zhang Cuilian and continued to shout at Gu Zhicheng on the phone: "Are you running on the highway?" You say that a good cadre is not appropriate, to be a driver to pull what goods. What's the point of that? Earning money is earning money, what's the use? I don't have any social status at all, your mother and I have been trading all my life, don't I know yet? If it weren't for the fact that I didn't have a good job, I could ... ”

Before she could finish venting her emotions, she heard a beep on the phone. She subconsciously looked at the microphone and said "Hey, hey, hey" a few times, only to find that her son had hung up his phone impatiently.

An Rong, who was angry, dropped the phone all of a sudden, and looked back at Zhang Cuilian angrily: "I called my son, what are you talking about?" What's the matter with you? ”

Zhang Cuilian was angry: "It's so late, doesn't it affect him if you call him?" I told you that he was on the highway, and he would be able to come back in a while after talking about his family? Gu Zhiqiu didn't violate the royal law, you watched her all day long and let her brother look at her too, why can't I say it? ”

An Rong saw that Zhang Cuilian was becoming more and more unruly, and now he shouted to himself. The original dissatisfaction with her added a little more, and she suddenly jumped up from the sofa and crossed her waist and scolded Zhang Cuilian: "What are you, you can take care of our family's affairs?" If it weren't for you, would my daughter have been able to get a divorce? Don't think I don't know, you used to set up seedlings to encourage the two of them to discord. can be regarded as taking advantage of your heart, my daughter is divorced and you are sowing discord with me. Now you are more capable, I don't know what ** soup to drink for her. Let her go to be a small merchant and a hawker, and she will be a good businessman and a high-achieving student, and now she has become a cook. also got mixed up with Ye Hong's slut and recognized the thief as his mother. Isn't that all your good work! ”

Zhang Cuilian was speechless for a while, how could she rely on herself for everything. Shouldn't she reflect on it herself? But even if she said that, what was the use. If An Rong could reflect on himself, he wouldn't be like this.

"Say whatever you want!" Zhang Cuilian turned around and returned to her room angrily. I fell off the lock and sulked myself. I don't know if I was born with a grudge against her, no matter what I do in the two lives, I can't make the relationship between my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law better.

Since having a meal with Xu Datou, Zhang Cuilian doesn't know if it's a psychological effect. I just think that business seems to be much better, and it is more likely that the cold winter is coming, and there are more goods.

Gu Zhicheng came back with heavy snow, and when he entered the house, he didn't care about sweeping the snow on his body. smiled and rushed to Zhang Cuilian: "Daughter-in-law, I'm back." ”

Zhang Cuilian stood up with surprise on her face and walked around the table with an excited expression. "Didn't you say tomorrow, why are you coming back now?" Seeing the snow on his body again, he couldn't help but reach out and pat it. While patting, he said angrily: "Why did you get covered in snow and didn't come back in the car?" ”

Gu Zhicheng didn't care about explaining, and happily handed the bag in his hand to Zhang Cuilian to see: "I told you, I saw the fruit you said." What's it called, what's the fruit? I brought a few back for you, and when I got out of the car, I put them in my arms. It's not frozen at all, you taste it. ”

As he spoke, he opened the bag, and inside was a padded jacket he usually wore. Zhang Cuilian didn't know what fruits were so expensive, so Gu Zhicheng used his padded jacket to keep warm.

Inside the padded jacket was a green convenience bag, and Gu Zhicheng took it out. When Zhang Cuilian saw the fruit inside, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Mango? ”

Gu Zhicheng laughed: "Yes, that's the name." In the past, when you went to the south, it was the time when you went to the pyramid scheme nest to find Zhang Cuijun. When I came back, I kept chattering about mangoes, and I brought some dried mangoes. This time I saw it in Shandong, so I bought it back for you. ”

As he spoke, he took out one, and said to Zhang Cuilian while tearing the mango skin: "Hurry up and eat one, see if it tastes the same as what you eat in Shenzhen." ”

Zhang Cuilian was moved: "You also eat one, this mango tastes fresh and rich in vitamins." It's delicious! ”

Gu Zhicheng looked disgusted: "Pull it down, what a freshness." I just can't get a taste of it. Not happy to eat! ”

As he spoke, he handed the half-peeled mango to Zhang Cuilian, and asked with concern: "It's very cold this winter, how are you here, is it cold?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the small coal stove he had built at the door, and saw the silk bag containing coal next to it, which he had specially filled before leaving, and now there was only half a bag left. frowned slightly: "Don't be reluctant to use coal, or you should freeze your hands and feet again this winter." Our family can't save this place no matter how much they can! ”

Zhang Cuilian nibbled on the mango with a smile and said with a satisfied face: "There is no province, I burned the house hot." When the sun comes out at noon, it's not cold. I knocked the coals into noodles and wet them with water. Pressed on top of the coal, it is warm and saves coal. ”

As he spoke, he took out a smaller mango from the bag and handed it to Gu Zhicheng and said, "You taste this small one, the small mango is sweeter than the big mango." You just don't have a habit of eating, how can this thing exist in the Northeast. It's a rarity, and you don't want to eat it! ”

Gu Zhicheng waved his hand, pointed to the stove and smiled: "Pull it down, I don't eat that thing." You're pretty good at baking sweet potatoes on the stove. You see, this sweet potato looks like a mango, and I really like to eat roasted sweet potatoes. ”

Zhang Cuilian believed it and hurriedly said: "The sweet potatoes are all roasted, you can eat them." Only then did I remember that Gu Zhicheng had been running all the way, and he had forgotten whether he had eaten or drunk water when he patronized and eaten mangoes.

"You eat a sweet potato first, and we'll go home when it's warm." I'll make you something to eat. She stood up and took the thermos to make tea for Gu Zhicheng.

"No, I'll just drink yours." Gu Zhicheng waved his hand at Zhang Cuilian, took Zhang Cuilian's thermos cup and took a big sip: "Hey, it's quite hot." ”

Gu Zhicheng smashed his mouth and said with a smile: "I guess it's jasmine, why are you so rare about this taste." After speaking, he ate roasted sweet potatoes by himself, and Zhang Cuilian saw that he ate three sweet potatoes in one go. Hurriedly persuaded: "Don't eat, eat too much heartburn." I'll make you something delicious when you get home, but I can't do it, I'll have biscuits for you to pad your stomach. ”

Zhang Cuilian usually has nothing to do in the cargo station, and there is either hot water on the stove or a few sweet potatoes. There are drivers who are waiting for work at the big cargo station, and those who are familiar with Zhang Cuilian are also willing to come and stay. Zhang Cuilian doesn't pick the door either, as long as she doesn't smoke or play cards in the house, she follows them.

Although the area of her cargo station is not small, there are not many small objects in the house because the main thing is still large. In these years, online shopping has not prevailed, and ordinary people rely on the postal service and China Railway to deliver things. The main ones who can use the cargo station are the vendors.

The furnishings in her house are not quite the same as those in other people's homes, and on the side of the wall at the entrance is a shelf for small items. On the side of the window sat a small coal stove and a silk bag containing coal. There was a newspaper rack in the corner, which was taken from Xie Jun's reception room. Under the wall on the other side was a fabric sofa that Gu Zhicheng didn't know where to pick it up.

There are toilets in the warehouses of the large compounds behind the loading of goods, and Zhang Cuilian will come back every morning with a bucket of water. I lit a small coal stove and scooped cold water into a large kettle. Sit the kettle on top of the stove and start cleaning the office while boiling the water. The concrete floor is polished brightly, and the desk shelves are wiped spotlessly.

When the water boils, it is poured into the thermos, because usually the drivers who come to the cargo station to warm up will also ask for a cup of hot water to drink. Although the newspapers on the newspaper shelves are all expired from Xie Jun, who has ever disliked this, it was originally to pass the time.

Slowly, some drivers will send something to Zhang Cuilian, some people will send some sunflower seeds from their hometown, and some people will send some sweet potatoes grown in their hometown. So Zhang Cuilian is often very lively, and many drivers sit here and chat. Eating melon seeds, rubbing roasted sweet potatoes, and drinking hot water.

Zhang Cuilian also heard a lot of new things from their mouths. She became more and more familiar with the industry and had a basic understanding of the prices of agricultural products in various places.

"You have a good temper, and you're not afraid that other people's families will misunderstand you and steal customers." Because the drivers often come to Zhang Cuilian, they slowly beat the reputation of Shunlai Cargo Station. Someone will call Zhang Cuilian here again, ask what kind of goods there is, from where to ask her if she can pull it.

Invisibly, Zhang Cuilian added some business, and at this time, the industry was not so perfect. A large truck driver with a car usually has several cargo stations in name, and he can go from whichever house he can.

When Gu Zhicheng was worried that he was not at home, Zhang Cuilian was in trouble.

"That's nothing!" Zhang Cuilian said disapprovingly: "Let's just say that the Hongda store next door, the business is good, that's really good." But the service is not good, people call the store a bully. There were a few benches in the house, and the driver was in a miasma. There was no stove at all outside, and there was no boiling water. A few clerks in the house were crackling and answering the phone, and there was a lot of work. ”

Zhang Cuilian said with a smile: "Sometimes the driver waits for a small day, and they come to me to warm up and ask for hot water to drink." Whoever loses, our hot water doesn't cost money. After a long time, their family still told the driver directly. I don't have any work this morning, so if it's too cold, I'll go to Shunlai's house. They have newspapers at home! ”

Gu Zhicheng couldn't help laughing: "Fortunately, you are not stingy, otherwise you will definitely not be able to keep people." ”

Zhang Cuilian was triumphant: "Of course, you see who on this street I think can understand." These are old drivers, and we need a few more ears and a few more pairs of eyes to do this. If we didn't have these people, we wouldn't be able to find food so easily. ”

Gu Zhicheng has completed two Shandong vegetable sheds this time, which can basically ensure that there will be work to run every day this winter.

"There were a few drivers who wanted to work with us, and they went out of the car themselves. What do you think of the money by kilometer? Zhang Cuilian smiled like a kitten that had eaten a fish, and her eyes were shining. As if to say, praise me, praise me!