Bai Mengdie's two innocuous words couldn't comfort the old man at all, but the old man still nodded.

He was afraid that he would be too worried and put too much pressure on Bai Mengdie, because she picked up the milk doll.

The old man took Bai Mengdie to speed up his steps and walked to the farmers' market, wanting to sell the fruit early and take her to the provincial hospital for an examination.

Bai Mengdie followed behind to the largest farmers' market in the county, and saw that the men who came with them were all listlessly squatting on the ground selling fruits.

The old man and Bai Mengdie looked at it, there were really a lot of fruits sold today, and almost all of them were plums.

This month is the season when plums are on the market, and of course there are many plums that are sold!

The old man cried out a little shocked: "It's broken! There are so many plums sold today, I'm afraid that plums are not easy to sell, and the price is still low! ”

When the villagers saw the old man's grandfather and grandson, they greeted the old man with a forced smile: "Daddy Bai, have you handed over the baby to the police station?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The old man glanced at the plums in their basket, as if they had not decreased, and asked, "How's the business going?" What does it sell for? Is it good to sell? ”

The men all sighed: "A street sells plums, how can it be easy to sell!"

And the price is so low, eight cents a pound! Can't even sell a piece! The point is that no one has bought it yet!

I'm really worried that these plums won't be sold, and how can I get them back! ”

The old man spoke after a while: "Why do you sell it so cheaply?" Last year, it could be sold for a dollar and a pound! ”

"That's it! I knew that we wouldn't come to the county to sell it, and we would pay for the car! "Those men all regretted it.

Bai Mengdie gently pulled the sleeve of the old man's shirt and glanced at him, and the old man understood and left with her.

The villagers didn't care, thinking that his grandparents and grandchildren had found a place to set up a stall.

Bai Mengdie took the old man out of a distance, glanced at the villagers who were forty or fifty meters away from them, and then said: "Grandpa, you see that the price of fruits here is so low, and we can't sell so many plums and cherries for a few dollars, so it's better to go to the provincial capital to try and sell for a few more dollars." ”

The old man groaned and said, "Your idea is good, but we don't have a fixed stall in the provincial capital, how can we sell it?" Anyone who sets up a stall will be driven away by the city management. ”

Bai Mengdie took the basket of cherries from the old man and said, "Grandpa, I have a way."

We can put all the cherries and plums into small bags, how much does a bag cost so much, if we don't put the basket down, it won't be considered to occupy the road and set up a stall, and the city management won't do anything to us, do you think it's okay? ”

In her previous life, Bai Mengdie had seen those vendors selling tea, flowers, vegetables, and eggs carrying baskets to do business, and the chengguan didn't seem to care much.

The chengguan of the previous life should be much stricter than the chengguan of this era, and the chengguan of the previous life are all allowed to be sold, and the same is true in this era.

Two middle-aged women walked up to Bai Mengdie, stretched out their heads to look at the red cherries in her basket, and asked, "Do you sell these cherries?" ”

Bai Mengdie immediately smiled all over his face: "Sell, of course sell!" ”

The two middle-aged women picked up a cherry and stuffed it into their mouths, and asked with a charity expression, "How did you sell it?" ”

What price will the cherries sell on the way here, the grandfather and grandson have already decided.

Not to mention that this cherry is an expensive fruit in this era when crops are not particularly abundant, even in the era when all kinds of crops were highly productive in Bai Mengdie's previous life, it was not cheap to sell, and ordinary people could not eat it a few times a year, so the price was three yuan.

To tell the truth, Bai Mengdie thinks this price is too low! In her previous life, the domestically produced cherries sold for dozens of yuan a pound in the supermarket.

However, the consumption level in the county is low, and it can only be sold for three yuan a catty.

Bai Mengdie smiled and said, "It's very cheap, three yuan a catty." ”

The two middle-aged women shouted angrily as if Bai Mengdie had dug up their ancestral grave: "You still say it's cheap for three yuan a catty!" How much does meat sell for a pound? You're almost catching up with the price of meat! ”

Bai Mengdie sneered in her heart.

In her previous life, cherries had always been twice the price of meat.

For example, if the average pork belly was fifteen yuan a catty, the price of cherries that year would normally be about thirty yuan per catty.

The pork in the town is three yuan a catty, the county's pork is four yuan a catty, her cherries are sold for eight yuan, not even four yuan, these two middle-aged aunts are still shouting expensive, do you want me to give it to you for nothing?

Bai Mengdie immediately ignored the two middle-aged women and continued to discuss with the old man about going to the provincial capital to sell fruits.

"Grandpa, aren't you worried about me, do you want me to go to the hospital in the provincial capital to check my body, anyway, I always have to go to the provincial capital, then let's go directly to the provincial capital to sell fruits."

The two middle-aged women saw that Bai Mengdie ignored them, as if they were noble ladies who had been snubbed by civilians, they were very angry, and asked viciously: "Do you sell these cherries?" ”

Bai Mengdie's chubby, white and tender silver plate big round face was still smiling when she faced them, doing business is like this, you have to stand the grievances.

There is a saying in the countryside: If you want to make money from a donkey, you have to be angry with a donkey first!

She said softly: "It's all said to be sold, why don't you sell it?" ”

The two middle-aged women asked angrily, "Then why don't you ignore people?" ”

Although Bai Mengdie is fat, she is super cute when she laughs, her eyebrows and eyes are crooked and she has dimples, and she has a very festive appearance, which can drive away the haze in people's hearts: "It's not that I ignore people, it's that I said that my cherries sell for three yuan a catty, and the two aunts are too expensive, so I don't know what to say, so I didn't speak." ”

The old man watched coldly from the sidelines, and saw that Bai Mengdie was generous, unlike the mouse that carried a gun in the nest before.

At home, he is a good man in Liangshan, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is a turtle with a shrunken head when he goes out, even if a child of a few years old farts in front of her, she thinks that it is a plane that drops a bomb, and she is scared beyond recognition.

The two middle-aged women were not as arrogant as before, and pouted with a broken face: "Three yuan a pound is not expensive, I will buy two yuan a pound!" ”

Bai Mengdie smirked and said: "Two yuan a catty, I will buy all of them as much as you have, and then pour it to the provincial capital to sell, one catty can be sold for ten yuan!"

Cherries are noble fruits, and they should not be sold in a small place like the county seat, and the people in the county can't afford to consume them at all! ”

The two middle-aged women rolled their eyes at Bai Mengdie together: "Then you are still standing here and selling!" ”

Bai Mengdie still smiled: "I was about to leave!" ”

The two middle-aged women were so angry that they blew their beards and glared, and deliberately cursed Bai Mengdie: "If you want to sell it for ten yuan a catty, you are robbing it with a knife!" I see you mentioned whether the provincial capital sells or not! ”

Bai Mengdie smiled proudly: "If you can't sell it, at most you will feed the pigs, what is it worth!" ”