Chapter 1: Mountain Dwelling (Part 2)

"Hmm!" Zhang Songling looked at Lao Mengshan and Meng Xiaoyu, and said thoughtfully: "I want to write a letter to the elders in my family to report safety." I don't know if there's a post office nearby, or a private messenger or something......"

Before he could finish speaking, Old Mengshan let out a sigh of relief, smiled, and responded loudly, "It should be, it should be, you should have written home to report your safety a long time ago." A few days ago, I was afraid that your family would know that you were injured, so I was worried in vain. Now that you're almost recovered, write back and tell them it's always right! ”

"Is there anyone still working at the post office?" Zhang Songling thought about it and continued to ask. He had been recuperating in the mountains for more than five months, and he didn't know anything about the situation in the current war. Even if there was a post office near Niangzi Pass, with the arrival of Japanese devils, I am afraid that it will no longer be able to operate. I am far away, and the books of the family fall into the hands of some people with dirty minds.......

"Well, I really didn't pay attention to this!" Old Mongsan pouted his teeth and hesitated to respond. "In Xiapanshi, it turns out that every time there is a big gathering, there are postmen riding foreign cars from the county seat. While asking the locals to claim the letters, they collected the letters sent by the locals to the outside of the mountain. Anyway, there are only about a dozen letters in total, and there is no need to set up a special mailbox for this. ”

"He's asking now!" Meng Xiaoyu listened impatiently, and opened her mouth to ask Zhang Songling. As long as Zhang Songling doesn't mention "leaving", she will come back to life. His little face was burned red by alcohol, and his thin lips were as red as peppers in autumn.

After all, daughters are for someone else! I haven't gotten married yet, so I'm too long-winded to be a father! Old Mengshan scolded in his stomach, and then replied with a smile, "It's hard to say now, anyway, when I went to the market last time, I didn't see the postman, but ......."

Looking at Zhang Songling's disappointed face, he quickly added, "But those old customers who came from the south often help people carry a letter or something." I know an old customer surnamed Lu very well, and he happens to be from Shandong. I'll talk to him about it, give him two more errand money, and let him help carry a letter to Lucheng, it will definitely not be a problem. ”

"Is this man reliable?" Zhang Songling was a little uneasy, frowning and asking.

Old Mengshan smiled and responded with a grin, "What is reliable and unreliable." He collects my leather goods, and I buy tea and cloth from him, and I meet two or three times a year, and no one dares to be too sorry for anyone. Besides, a letter is not too heavy, he is going to pass by your house anyway, and by the way, he will help with a trip, which is a big deal! ”

"That's right!" Zhang Songling thought for a moment and nodded slightly. According to his life experience, the traders are the most fond group of people to leave a way back, and since the footman surnamed Lu will have to deal with Uncle Meng in the future, he will not do things too desperately all at once. ，

"Then you can write a letter quickly after eating, turn on the oil lamp brighter, and don't hurt your eyes." Old Monsan took another big sip of wine and said with a smile.

"Hmm!" Zhang Songling nodded lightly, and then continued: "If you can get in touch with my family, uncle won't have to sell the skin to others in the future." Our family also does a mountain goods business, so we can send someone to collect it. In terms of price, it will definitely be a little higher than now! ”

According to his usual understanding, the foot merchants bought mountain goods from Niangziguan, and the prices were very low. And the same furs and medicinal herbs are sold at more than five times the price in the mountainous areas in the Zhang family's warehouse. After deducting the inn's own markup, the traders made at least three times the profit between the goods changing hands. This is not counting the additional benefits of picking bones in eggs and wantonly lowering prices when receiving mountain goods.

If the Zhangjia warehouse directly sends a guy to pick up the goods regularly, it can save the old man from being exploited. In addition, for the sake of his face, the father and the eldest brother will not be too demanding on the quality of the goods.

This was the only thing he could give back to the Meng family and daughter before he left. It's meager but sincere. During the period of recuperation, the wisps of tenderness in Meng Xiaoyu's eyes were not unseen, let alone indifferent. After all, people's hearts are flesh and blood, even if Peng Weiwei's traces left in his heart at the beginning were deep, and his gaze at Meng Xiaoyu every day was so thick that it could hardly be dissolved, it had already faded.

He was unwilling to delay Meng Xiaoyu's youth. The good fortune that never dies again and again cannot last forever. If he goes to reunite with Lao Gou and them one day, won't Meng Xiaoyu have to work hard for a lifetime?!

Therefore, Zhang Songling could only pretend to turn a blind eye to the hotness in Meng Xiaoyu's eyes. Marrying someone else's girl is equivalent to harming someone's family. Rather than parting with life and death in the future, it is better not to leave any thoughts for her now. Anyway, after my father and brother received their letters, they would properly repay Uncle Meng and Meng Xiaoyu for their kindness. may not be able to turn the situation of their father and daughter upside down, at least it can ensure that their father and daughter will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

Regarding the fact that the Zhang family has a shop in Lucheng, Lao Mengshan has long heard Zhang Songling mention it. Selling the mountain goods directly to the Zhang family is definitely more profitable than being skinned again in the middle by the foot trader. However, before his daughter passed the door, she took advantage of the prospective son-in-law's family, which was a bit beyond the limit of his face. Therefore, although he knew that Zhang Songling was completely out of kindness, he still refused very politely: "Then there is no need." After all, Lao Lu and I have been friends for many years, and I can't say that if I don't sell to others, I won't sell to others. Besides, Lucheng is thousands of miles away from Niangzi, and the cost of a round trip is quite large. It's not worth it just for this little bit of mountain goods in my hands! ”

"It's okay, my brother and my buddies have to go outside the city every year. Just passing by Shanxi! Zhang Songling smiled, agitated, and continued to lobby hard.

This is not the truth, the guys of the Zhang family go to Saiwai, it must be more convenient to go to the first line of Beiping and Chengde. If you take a detour to Shanxi, you have to go out of the jam from near Datong, which is equivalent to going around a big circle. Not to mention, he can't guarantee that the old man of Meng Shan can calmly accept his kindness, let alone guarantee that Meng Xiaoyu will live as carefree as now after he leaves.

"Hmm, let's put this matter aside for a while, let me think about it again!" Lao Mengshan still felt that he couldn't be too greedy, put down the wine bowl, and hesitated to respond. ，

"Otherwise, you can open your own warehouse to collect mountain goods from the villagers. When my buddy comes, I'll give it to him again. This is also equivalent to doing a good thing for the surrounding neighbors, saving them from being picked and lowered by the mountain goods in their hands! Zhang Songling was indomitable and threw out a second "perfect" idea.

This idea made the old Mongsan's heart pound. Selling his goods directly to his in-laws at a high price really made him lose face. But you can open your own warehouse to buy and hoard mountain goods, and then sell them to wholesale outside, which is completely different. This is equivalent to mutual benefit and reciprocity with the Zhang family, and no one takes advantage of anyone.

But where did the initial capital come from? You can't rely on an old face to let your fellow villagers give you mountain goods on credit first. Or do you want to borrow it from your in-laws first, and then pay him back when you make money? What's the difference between that and asking for money directly from your in-laws? If he really did that, what status would Xiaoyu have in the Zhang family in the future?

was hesitating, Zhang Songling had already put the specific details on the table. "The first time, I asked my eldest brother to come over with money and goods that are more useful here, and after he came, you sold him all the mountain goods in your hand, and then helped him collect some mountain goods from nearby villagers by the way. In this way, you have the capital to do business. You can wholesale some in-demand goods from him, and when my eldest brother leaves, I can open the warehouse immediately. While taking things out, I also collect things inside. One hand in and one hand out, as long as the money can flow and does not require too much principal, it can support the normal operation of the warehouse! And then you keep ......"

Since he was a child, he was exposed to his father and elder brother, and he talked about business from beginning to end. The Meng father and daughter only nodded while listening, and they couldn't find any fault with it at all. It wasn't until Zhang Songling finished explaining the entire plan that they both breathed a sigh of relief, and praised in a low voice: "It turns out that there is such a university to do business, no wonder I can't make a fortune in my life!" ”

"Little fat man, who did you learn these skills from? I've never heard you mention it before! ”

"Since I was eight years old, I followed my dad to watch his plan, and I have been watching it for nearly ten years, and no matter how stupid I am, I have learned!" Zhang Songling smiled modestly, but he gave himself a big eye. Meng Xiaoyu rolled her eyelids disdainfully, pouted and said, "No matter how stupid it is!" It's as smart as you are! If I were to study, I would be able to do it in three months at most! ”

If these words were in the past, Zhang Songling would definitely laugh at the other party's bragging unceremoniously. But today, it was rare for him not to raise the bar with Meng Xiaoyu, nodded, and said with a smile: "It's really not difficult." Why don't you start tomorrow and I'll teach you? Anyway, you will have to take care of Uncle Meng's accounts in the future, so it's better to make some preparations now! ”

"Really!" Meng Xiaoyu was so happy that she almost jumped up, and her two bright eyes shone on Zhang Songling for a while.

Zhang Songling was dizzy from being shaken, smiled, and continued to the elevator, "What's the good of me lying to you?" Looking for you to clean up? Uncle Meng will go to the market tomorrow, and by the way, I will help you buy an abacus and come back. I'll teach you how to plan your order and how to keep accounts! ”

"I, I ......." Meng Xiaoyu's face suddenly began to turn red, drooping his head, and muttered, "I, I don't know how to read!" ”

"I know, so I'll teach you from the beginning, start with the simplest. Bookkeeping, in fact, doesn't use too many words. Just count one, two, three, four! ”

"Then I really thank you!" Meng Xiaoyu happily grabbed Zhang Songling's arm and shook it violently, almost knocking it to the ground. "I'm going to clean up the deer now, and we'll start writing tonight. Dad, you can help me buy some paper tomorrow and come back, I want to worship the little fat man and worship Company Commander Zhang as a teacher! ”

"Row ——!" Old Mengshan agreed with a long voice, and smothered the rest of the wine in one gulp. Apprenticeship, apprenticeship, master and apprentice one teaches, one learns, hand in .......hand, he seems to see the little two ears grinding sideburns, you are thick and I am thick, his face is full of smiles, and his eyes are full of longing for happiness.