Out of the ancient village of Dong Township (novella) Zhang Baotong

A middle-aged man sent an invitation to Wen Li and said, "Young and beautiful sister, can I take a picture with you?" Wen Li looked at this person as a big fat man, his stomach was very tall, and the flesh on his face was so bulging that he couldn't bulge anymore, and she was really unhappy in her heart, but when people spoke, she couldn't help but give face to others. In this www.biquge.info way, everyone asked to take a photo with Wen Li. Wen Li was very annoying, but it was difficult to refuse, so her brows were furrowed.

At this time, the tour guide saw Wen Li's thoughts, so he held the small blue flag printed with "Lijiang International" high, and shouted to everyone with a microphone, "We have to catch a plane at three o'clock in the afternoon, the time is very tight, everyone should hurry up, and now we will visit the village with Xiao Amei." With that, he asked Wen Li to take everyone into the village.

Walking under the door number of Dong Township Ancient Village is equivalent to entering the village. Because they have been closed or semi-closed in the past, and they are reluctant to come into contact with the outside world, the villagers are still quite poor, with dilapidated houses, eroded bricks and tiles, and some families still live in old and dilapidated hanging corner towers. Moreover, the houses in the village are also more crowded, and there is only a narrow bluestone paved path between the houses. At best, such a trail can only pass a bicycle, not even a tricycle. However, there are no plastic bags or scraps of paper that are discarded in the village, and there is no single child who defecates in the open. I could only see a few puppies standing on the side of the road, watching groups of tourists walk along the bluestone path in the village with unfamiliar eyes. Moreover, the village is very quiet, perhaps because of the busy farming, people are working in the fields, most of the doors are closed, and even if some of the doors are open, only some children and old people can be seen alone in the houses.

Wen Li's house is located in the middle of the village, and it is a half-brick and half-wood hanging corner building. As soon as you enter, there is a hall and an open-air patio with forty or fifty small stools tightly packed inside. This is used to receive tourists. There are two or three doors next to the hall house, where Wenli's grandmother and parents live. Wen Li's bedroom is upstairs. The doorless hut at the back of the hall is the family's kitchen, which has little else but a stove, an iron pot, chopsticks, and firewood. Due to the perennial fire, the walls have been smoked to a black-gray color.

When everyone entered the house, Wen Li said, "Please sit down, brother and sister-in-law." So, everyone sat on the small stools, but some tourists were more curious, so they wanted to open the door next to the house to see the Dong family's bedroom or other rooms. Wen Li immediately said to them in a tone of admonition, "Our Dong family's bedroom is not allowed to be seen by outsiders and allowed outsiders to enter, if you see or enter, our Dong family will think that you are going to bring us the scourge." As soon as they heard this, the tourists hurriedly put away their curiosity and sat down on the small stool honestly.

Seeing that the tourists all sat down quietly, Wen Li also sat on a small stool, lifted a big red cloth in front of her, and in front of everyone was a large round dustpan, in which hundreds of silver items of all sizes were neatly placed. There are silver bracelets, silver earrings, silver collars, silver hairpins, silver buns, silver crown pendants, silver ankle rings and silver belts. These items are shiny and dazzling, and you can't help but pick them up and try them out. Moreover, so many people came to see and try it all at once, which made Wen Li worried, but it was not easy to stop it, so Wen Li said to everyone, "You can see it, but you can't take it, if you want to take it, you have to pay first, otherwise, I have to pay from my salary for what you take." ”

Looking at the attempt, a young girl asked, "How much silver is in these silver jewelry, and is there any quality assurance?" Wen Li picked up a silver necklace and said to the man, "These silver ornaments are made by the very skilled old men in our village, and the silver content is generally between 92.6% and 98.2%. The quality is absolutely guaranteed, believe it or not, you see, there are certification marks of the Quality Inspection Bureau here. ”

Another middle-aged woman put a bracelet on her wrist and tried it, and thought it was good, so she asked, "How much does this bracelet cost?" How many grams are there? Wen Li immediately replied, "This bracelet weighs about 25 grams and costs 200 yuan." The middle-aged woman said, "Is it sold for 100 yuan?" Wen Li was stunned, thinking that this woman was too good at bargaining, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was about to kill half of the price, so she immediately smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, it's not that I don't want to, the price of these silver jewelry is set by the government." If I sell you a hundred dollars, I will have to pay for you the other hundred dollars. Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman hesitated. At this time, a man next to him said, "If you like it, buy it, it's not easy for a little girl to do this." ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she turned her face blank and said, "Okay, I'll buy it, but you can pay for the 100 yuan." The middle-aged man said, "I'll come out." As he spoke, he handed a hundred yuan to the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman happily bought the bracelet. Looking at the bracelets bought by middle-aged women, several other young women also bought themselves a necklace or earrings.

Seeing that everyone had bought almost everything they should have bought, and those who didn't want to buy it wouldn't buy it, the tour guide said to everyone, "If you want to buy it, buy it quickly, we have to get in the car and hurry away." With that, he led everyone out of the door. As soon as the tour guide left, the tourists followed out.

After the tourists left, Wen Li rearranged the silver ornaments in the dustpan, counted the money in her hand, and then simply rearranged the small stool in the house, and went out. Thinking that this business was not bad, she sold a total of more than 500 yuan of goods, and according to the 5% commission stipulated by the government, she could get 25 yuan. Maybe this 25 yuan is nothing for tourists, but for the people in their Dong Township Ancient Village, it can be regarded as a small income. Thinking like this, she was excited and couldn't help singing.

When they came to the pergola again, almost all the tourists had already boarded the car, and only the young guide was still talking to a sister on the edge of the pergola. When he saw Wen Li coming, he ran over and said to her, "Hey, beauty, take a group photo." As he spoke, without waiting for Wen Li to agree, he took out a camera from his backpack and asked a tourist to help take a picture.

Wen Li herself has no good impression of the tour guide, seeing that the tour guide is not tall and not strong, wearing a plaid shirt that is neither male nor female, her face is full of oil and slippery, as if she has been soaked in an oil pot, so not only does Wen Li not have a good impression, but even a little annoying. What Wen Li couldn't tolerate the most was that he actually put his arm around Wen Li's shoulders during the group photo, as if Wen Li was his beloved girlfriend. She really wanted to push him away hard, lose her temper again, and say a few nasty words to make him feel uncomfortable. However, thinking that these tour guides are going to bring tourists here often, they can't afford to offend them anyway, so I had to endure and keep silent.

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