Sui Daye three years, autumn, Wusheng County.

"Collect, chicken feathers, duck feathers, goose feathers for sugar~"

The howling northwest wind carried a loud shout for half a mile, occasionally accompanied by a few crisp drums.

"Chicken feathers, duck feathers, goose feathers for sugar~Large pieces of molasses~Everything is collected, everything is changed~"

On the country road, two fathers and sons, one big and one small, carried a flat burden, like a battlefield hero, surrounded by a group of children in the middle, the father looked like he was in his thirties, and the son looked like he was about ten years old.

This pair of father-son merchants has been very famous recently, firstly, because they have the best molasses they have never seen before, and secondly, this father and son are very good at being people, and they will reach out to help anyone in trouble, so although they are fresh faces from other places, they are very popular in this neighborhood.

"Okay, you Jiang Da, it's just been a few days, and you've come to our village to collect chicken feathers again, tsk, this dress is made of new cloth, the last time you came to your grandfather, you were still wearing patches, how long has it been, you refugees are more moisturized than those of us who have land, are you letting you take all the good things in our village."

It was Widow Li in the village who spoke, she was the most mean and spicy on weekdays, and she couldn't help but speak with a little sourness, and she was very blinded by a few people around her, after all, the father and son earned hard money in the wind and rain, and they were not allowed to buy two new clothes to wear? The big man who sold the goods was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Small business, just to make a living, Sister Li, you came just in time, look at it, is this your bowl?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a stack of coarse porcelain bowls from the treasure chest, and continued: "Your kid brought this thing over to exchange for sugar, I pondered that nine out of ten of these things were done behind your back, you see ......."

Before he finished speaking, the stack of coarse porcelain bowls had been snatched back by Widow Li: "Mine mine, mine is mine, this unlucky child, there are only a few bowls in my house, does he want our family to eat with a pot?" Saying that, Widow Li was still a little blushing, after all, she was still choking on the family just now, and the people could be regarded as repaying their grievances with virtue, but they took the bowl and left.

The villagers on the side couldn't look at it, and sneered: "I said that the widow of the Li family, you can't be authentic, your doll stole a bowl to exchange for sugar, and the Jiang family returned you, but he didn't even say a word of thanks?" Anyway, you should pay for the candy. ”

"If you want me to say, it shouldn't be sugar money, but bowl money."

"I said the widow of the Li family, don't you do this, don't you let people say that our Linshui Village doesn't understand etiquette and bullies outsiders?"

Widow Li's face was even more embarrassed at this time, and she scolded: "You idlers, you don't help the family with the autumn harvest, but in turn help two outsiders bully me as a widow." Saying that, Widow Li touched it for a while, and then took out a few wild fruits from her arms that she picked when she was working in the field, and stuffed them to the merchant father and son: "Big brother, this fruit is sweet, but it is no worse than your molasses, give your baby to eat, it is my son's sugar money." ”

This is obviously recognizing sugar money and not bowl money, and even this kind of wild fruit that can be seen everywhere is not even worth sugar money, it is clear that it is a trick, and the idlers around can't help but continue to choke, but Widow Li simply has no face and no skin, and scolds them while squeezing out, but she will never take out any more things.

"This Widow Li, it's really shameless, Jiang Jialangjun, let you see the jokes in our village, our village is just this one who has no face and no skin, don't get me wrong."

The merchant smiled: "Where, the child is greedy, how can you really accept the bowl, our father and son are both foreigners, your village can allow us to eat here, we are already grateful, you are all our benefactors, by the way, Brother Wang, I remember that you said before that you wanted to buy a new hook?" It just so happens that I received one when I was changing sugar in the county before, you see. ”

………………

At the time of Shen, the father and son exchanged all the sugar, the son carried two large pieces of chicken feathers and duck feathers, and Lao Tzu carried two piles of messy bits and pieces, rushing to the last bit of darkness before sunset, and walked to a ruined temple where they temporarily lived.

"Dad, why do we still come to this kind of poor country to do business? The protagonists of other novels are all brewing wine and selling salt to make perfumes, but you're good, you have to do this bullshit chicken feathers for sugar, even if it's chicken feathers for sugar, now this Da Sui, crystallized sugar is the only one, don't you want to sell more money and sell more money when you go to the city? To be with this kind of shrew and wrong, to collect this tattered child of melons and dates, it is simply a shame for us to cross the face. ”

Lao Tzu continued to hurry without raising his head, he had heard such complaints almost every day for the past month, but he still explained: "Do you think this is a society governed by law? How big a head and how big a hat to wear, how much power to make a lot of money, as the old saying goes, earn a point to support the dead, earn a dime to starve to death, really entered the city, according to the methods you said to make a lot of money, we will die on the streets in less than three days, do you believe it or not? ”

The son was particularly unconvinced, and was still muttering unclearly: "Big money doesn't make small money, and you are so timid, I really don't know how you became the chairman."

The father and son are naturally the two protagonists of this book, the father is called Jiang Weidong, and the son is called Jiang Kun, both of whom are genuine 2019 traversers, and even before they passed through, they were still relatively good among the dragons and phoenixes.

Before the crossing, Jiang Weidong was the richest man in Yiwu, the chairman of Weidong Group, and Jiang Kun also had a master's degree from the School of International Political Studies of a 985 university.

It was a rainy night, Jiang Weidong found out that Jiang Kun secretly rewarded more than one million yuan to the female anchor, and he cut the network cable at home with a kitchen knife in anger, and as a result, the sparks of the stabbing and pulling were lightning, and the two of them were electrocuted, and when they opened their eyes, they traveled to the great year of the Sui Dynasty. And they didn't even have an identity certificate, and the two of them starved to death on the first day.

Interestingly, Jiang Kun was obviously thirty years old in his previous life, but after crossing over, he actually became the appearance of a ten-year-old when he was ten years old, and the fifty-five-year-old Jiang Weidong was even more rejuvenated with a real second spring, and at this time he looked like a young man in his early twenties.

They are also Yiwu people, Jiang Weidong when he was a child and went out with the older generation to do chicken feathers for sugar, this is the Yiwu people started the business, it is said that there are more than 200 years of history, although no one has done it anymore, but knocking sugar has become a cultural symbol of Yiwu, Jiang Weidong became the president of the Yiwu Chamber of Commerce and often boiled sugar in person at every turn to show off, in order to show that he did not forget his roots, by the way fooled his employees, but did not want this craft to one day become a means for their two to make a living.

Suddenly, I heard a hoarse shout: "Chicken feathers, duck feathers, goose feathers for sugar~"

Well?

The father and son looked at each other, is this a companion?