On the eighth day of the first lunar month, before dawn, the hired people ran into the greenhouse to pick vegetables after drinking a bowl of porridge, eating an omelette, two large meat buns and small pickles.

Xiaolan yawned and lectured Li An's family.

"Give me literacy and writing, let Steward Zhou teach you to learn pinyin first, we Zhuangzi has a dictionary, and the words that don't know will be checked slowly."

"Proprietor, what's the use of learning to read?" Li An is more honest and asks.

"Which of the people in the Zhuangzi of the Li family in Bashui is illiterate? You go and ask Li Dongzhu if it's useless.

The treatment of Zhuangzi is according to the Li family Zhuangzi, why can't you be the same as the Li family Zhuangzi's Zhuang family?

Instead of eggs and big meat buns in the morning? The pickles are shrimp oil side dishes. ”

Xiaolan compares her little Zhuangzi's treatment to the Li family's Zhuangzi.

There are many people in Lijia Zhuangzi, and there are soybean milk, tofu brain, Hu spicy soup, goat milk, various porridges, wontons, and vegetable soup for breakfast.

Her own little Zhuangzi can only make one kind to see what Princess Yongmu wants to eat.

"Proprietor, we learn." Li An said that he did find that life was better.

Before the proprietor came, there was no meat to eat, and he didn't dare to eat the vegetables in the greenhouse.

When the proprietor arrived, there was no problem with the food, and sure enough, it was the treatment of the Li family Zhuangzi, as well as cotton bedding and new clothes.

"Proprietor, are you still selling in large quantities today?" Zhou Gui put on his newly obtained tweed coat and came over with his hands in his pockets to ask.

"Take your hand out of your pocket when you talk to me." Xiaolan glared first, very politely.

"Yes, yes." Zhou Gui felt comfortable in his pocket, mainly because it was warm, so he quickly took it out and put it on his sides.

"Sell, don't you give me five days to regret it, even if there are three days left today, I see how I regret it? If he has the ability, he sent troops to kill him.

Starting tonight, pick up the kerosene lamps and send two to the roadside sheds, and we have no shortage of kerosene.

Have you tried the cork of the thermos? Stay in a room for the night, put two in one.

Boil hot water once in the morning and once in the evening to fill the thermos, and one stove is never allowed to stop the fire, so I use a large pot to heat the soup. ”

Xiaolan ordered a series of things, turned around and went back to the room to take care of Princess Yongmu.

Six people looked at each other, losers, light the lantern at night?

"Sure enough, it's like the Li family Zhuangzi." Li An's eldest son, Li Yuanyang, compared the rumors and found that there was no big difference.

It is said that the Li family Zhuangzi is brightly lit at night, and now it is his turn to be a small Zhuangzi.

"Do it." Zhou Gui turned around and left, and went to organize people to deliver food.

……

In the East Market, a group of people pushed carts into the groceries one by one.

"Shopkeeper, do you want a heat sticker? Try it first, look, peel off the layer of oiled paper on it, breathe at it, twist it again, stick it to your body, and it will be hot. ”

A car came to the door of Shengxu grocery store, and two people brought things in to introduce the use and use of warm stickers to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper followed the operation, tied it to his leg, and after a long time, he felt that the thing was hot.

He took it down and touched it with his hand, and it was hot, really hot.

"It's useless, how do you sell this thing?" The shopkeeper didn't look very interested.

"If you sell it, you can't sell it and you don't charge money. For the rich and noble, fifty dollars each, and the price we give you is forty dollars.

Put it in your store, sell one, you make ten dollars, and we'll come back in a few days, and sell as much as you want to give us. ”

The person who pushes the goods introduces a new buying and selling model with a smile, and there is no need for the shopkeeper to give money.

The things are thrown in the store, and the shopkeeper confirms the number and signs it.

Sell one to make a profit, you can't sell it, you don't have to spend a penny.

For the first time, the shopkeeper had heard of such a method of buying and selling, and found that he did not suffer a loss.

"Put a few, my store, there are a lot of people, the price is ......" The shopkeeper took the opportunity to lower the price.

"There is not much profit, so if you sell ten, it will be thirty-eight dollars, and if you can sell fifty, it will be thirty-seven dollars, and if you can sell a thousand, it will be thirty-two dollars. If you have more, it's easy to discuss. ”

The person who sells gives the number of sales, the more the cheaper.

"No, sell it for ten, thirty-two dollars." The shopkeeper shook his head and directly put the price to the lowest.

"No, there is not so much profit, and you still have to pay taxes, so you can lower it by one notch. Ten is thirty-seven dollars, you go and inquire, the lowest price for others is ......"

The salesman shook his head and didn't let go, insisting, and looked like I would change if I couldn't talk.

The shopkeeper carefully looked at the expressions of the two people, closed his eyes slightly and did not make a sound.

The two men looked at each other, sighed, and turned to leave.

"Come on." The shopkeeper opened his eyes and agreed.

"How much do you want to keep?" The two men had turned around.

"Keep as much as you want, a thousand, thirty dollars." The shopkeeper sets a large amount of price.

"There are only a thousand, and if there are more, they are all divided." The two men began to carry as they spoke, and a thousand warm stickers were brought in.

The shopkeeper wrote down the note, still with an indifferent expression, and closed his eyes.

The two left and went to the next one.

The shopkeeper shouted to the back: "Go to the two raw faces, take a look at the other grocery stores, and find someone to follow them." ”

"I know the shopkeeper." Someone in the back answered.

When it was almost noon, someone came in to take a look at the man, and the man went in, and it didn't take long to lead the people to the back.

"Jiang shopkeeper, you are still powerful, others have not talked about the price of the same thing, they are all the same.

We went to see that there were countless such things piled up in a newly renovated warehouse in the south of the city.

I asked people where they came from, but the people around me didn't know, and the people in charge of renting out the warehouses were from the Hong Kong Trade Union, and they didn't know who they were. ”

The report between this person and the shopkeeper is quite detailed.

"Yes, I have to take a place recently, so you should be careful about everything." The shopkeeper pulled out a few vouchers from his sleeve and handed them over.

"Rest assured, shopkeeper, we are in good hands. Just behind you, it's easy not to be seen. "This man took the money, and then he didn't move, and guarded the place.

The shopkeeper went to the front again, pushed open the door and looked at it, showing a smile.

Before he could go back, a car came quickly, and with a shout, it stopped at the door.

A young man came down, he looked left and right, carried a small basket and watched the shopkeeper enter the store.

"What about the stewards? I'll be the stuff. The man shouted as soon as he entered.

The shopkeeper didn't make a sound, and the guy came up: "Guest officer, what is the pawn?" ”

"Holy underwater support, a golden Buddha of scriptures." The man opened the basket's covering, revealing its contents.

A clear glass bottle with liquid underneath, and then a layer of golden stuff on top of the liquid, the golden stuff and the liquid are not in contact unless the bottle is shaken.

On top of the golden one is a small round mirror, and on top of the mirror there is a golden Buddha.

The man carefully unscrewed the lid of the glass bottle and carefully took out the golden Buddha.

The guy's eyes widened, there seemed to be something on the golden Buddha, but he couldn't see clearly.

The guy glanced at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper entered the counter, locked the door, and motioned from the small window for the other party to bring things up.