Han Zheng ran home from school, his heart was very sour, and he didn't want to eat, so he lay on the bed with his head in his hands.

Principal Wang personally went to the town government No. 1 Mansion and told Han Pengcheng about Han Zheng's beating of students at school.

Han Pengcheng couldn't sit still after hearing this, and hurriedly returned home to see his son sleeping with his head covered.

Why are you so honest? Sleep in broad daylight?

In addition to doubts, Han Pengcheng was also angry, and he ripped off the quilt on Han Zheng's body and shouted: "Get up for me, I have something to ask you!" ”

Han Zheng squinted his eyes and said, "I don't want to talk to you now!" ”

"If that's the case, I won't allow you to go to the town junior high school to become a physical education teacher."

"If you don't go, you won't go, who is rare!"

Han Pengcheng was even more puzzled, why did this kid suddenly change his sex? It's only been a few days, and the enthusiasm in my heart is gone, and I swore that I wouldn't do it if I didn't do it, and if I did things like this, it would not be possible if I only had three minutes of heat.

Could it be that he beat up other students, and he was afraid to go to school?

It's not right, what kind of person is Han, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, Han Pengcheng is clear in his heart.

With questions, Han Pengcheng urged Han Zheng to get up again.

"What's the noise, it's annoying!"

Han Zheng got up, squinted his eyes and said, "I want to see my mother." ”

Han Pengcheng's heart suddenly sank, this child misses his mother. His wife has been gone for more than ten years, and it is the first time that Han Pengcheng has heard Han Zheng propose to go to his mother's grave.

"Go ahead, the grass on your mother's grave should grow too, and you clean up the weeds by the way."

Han Zheng said "um" and ran out with his clothes on, went to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought a few catties of fire paper and a firecracker, and walked towards his mother's grave.

Not long after Song Qingtian left Du Ruo's house, Han Pengcheng knocked on the door of Du Ruo's house.

Because of Han Zheng's matter, Han Pengcheng listened to Principal Wang's story, and felt sorry for the beaten students, so he went to find Principal Wang, and accompanied him to Du Ruo with two bags of malt milk essence and a bag of sugar to apologize.

The mayor of the town came to apologize in person, and Du Ruo, a woman who was as calm as water, couldn't help but feel waves in her heart.

On the occasion of apology, the parents of both sides are of the opposite sex, and the scene is a little embarrassing when they meet for the first time, but Han Pengcheng feels very good about Du Ruo, a woman, generous, generous, cultivated, and the home is clean and tidy.

Han Pengcheng thought to himself, fortunately, his son beat her son, if he met an unreasonable shrew and beat gongs and drums to go to the town government 1 to make trouble, then his face would be embarrassed.

Principal Wang is also mediating, Du Ruo accepted Han Pengcheng's apology, but refused to accept the gift, saying that his son is not sensible, and it is also wrong to contradict the teacher, and praised Han Zheng for being a good child, except for being a little reckless, everything else is very good, and he wants the two sons to learn from Han Zheng.

Han Pengcheng was very moved in his heart, for such a reasonable and generous woman who knew right from wrong, except for his wife, he had not met for many years.

Before leaving, Han Pengcheng couldn't help but glance at Du Ruo a few more times, Du Ruo chuckled, and sent them away with a deaf attitude.

After Song Xifeng finished teaching Yang Yuting a lesson, he rushed to Yuhua clothing store.

met Han Zheng on the street, and when he saw Han Zheng holding a firecracker in his hand, he knew that he was going to the grave.

There was a one-sided relationship, Han Zheng also helped Song Qingtian, Song Xifeng was embarrassed to ignore others, so he said politely.

"What about the grave? Although the rain is light, you should bring an umbrella. ”

Han Zheng let out a "hmm", didn't say much, didn't even look up at Song Xifeng, and left directly.

Song Qingtian also saw this scene in Yuhua's clothing store, and Deng Yuhua said next to him: "I heard that the wife of the town mayor Han Pengcheng has been dead for many years, and he has never remarried with this one son." ”

Song Xifeng asked Song Qingtian about his injury, and was relieved to learn that there was no major problem, saying that before it got dark, he could still do a few market research, and let Song Qingtian wait for him in Yuhua clothing store, and carry her home on a bicycle in the evening.

Song Qingtian asked: "Third uncle, have you gone to the supply and marketing cooperatives to do an investigation?" ”

Song Xifeng responded: "The supply and marketing cooperatives are all materials of the state, and they will not sell our liquor." ”

Song Qingtian remembered that in 1982, in the course of institutional reform, the National Federation of Supply and Marketing Cooperatives merged with the Ministry of Commerce for the third time, but retained the brand of the National Federation of Supply and Marketing Cooperatives, established the Council of the All-China Federation of Supply and Marketing Cooperatives, and retained the independent organizational system of supply and marketing cooperatives below the provincial level.

It was later merged twice with the State Commercial and then separated twice.

During this period, the supply and marketing cooperatives can buy and sell goods privately.

Song Qingtian is not sure if this policy has come down, and if he doesn't try to sell it, he doesn't know, in case this policy has come down, if Lu Xin's Hengshui Lao Baigan can be sold in the supply and marketing cooperative, then the sales channel will be big.

"Third uncle, do market research, and also do sales by the way, the chance of success in sales promotion is not great, but you always have to try, I'll go with you."

After the uncle and nephew left, Deng Yuhua muttered in his heart, what is market research? What is a sales pitch?

She remembered the words left by her grandmother that she must learn from Song Qingtian, so she silently memorized these two words in her heart, and asked her for advice when Song Qingtian was free.

The façade of Sanchuan Town Supply and Marketing Cooperatives is the largest façade in the town, and all kinds of agricultural materials and daily necessities are dazzling.

It's raining today, it's afternoon, it's not a fair, the supply and marketing cooperatives are deserted, the three saleswomen seem to be bored, a middle-aged woman is dozing, another young woman is knitting a sweater, and a young Nizi is sitting in a daze, occasionally lying down her head as if writing something.

The salesman of the supply and marketing cooperatives in the 80s, that is a profession that everyone envies, iron rice bowls, commodity grain accounts, all of them are people with eyes on the top of their heads, and they still ignore them when they see them coming.

The dozing one continued to doze off, and the knitter glanced at the knitting sweater, and only the young Niko stood up with a smile and greeted them.

"What do you two want to buy?"

Song Qingtian said: "We don't buy things. ”

Young Nizi smiled and sat down, "Then you can take a look at it first." ”

Song Xifeng walked to the liquor sales area, where there were more than a dozen kinds of low-grade bottled liquor, the bottles were covered with dust, and it seemed that they had not been sold for a long time.

There are three jars of bulk liquor, and the jars are all pasted with the names of the liquor, which are sorghum liquor, Erguotou, and Baihe Daqu produced in Nanzhou City.

Song Xifeng asked about the prices of these three bulk liquors.

The dozing middle-aged saleswoman opened her eyes and asked in a daze, "Which one do you want to buy?" How much do you want to buy? Did you bring a bottle? ”

Song Xifeng said: "I'll ask first." ”

"What do you ask if you don't buy it?" The middle-aged saleswoman looked reluctant and continued to close her eyes.

It seems that she doesn't buy wine, and the middle-aged saleswoman doesn't tell herself the price, so Song Xifeng said, "I buy half a tael of everything." ”

The middle-aged saleswoman said impatiently: "At least one or two are sold, and there is no half tael." ”

Three kinds of bulk liquor, if you buy one tael of the same, it is 3 taels of liquor.

Song Xifeng went to a place to investigate, he bought a small bite to taste, this day came down, he drank a lot of wine in his stomach, he wanted to buy half a tael, he was afraid that he would faint if he tasted it, and if he drank 3 taels of liquor at once, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground immediately.

Song Qingtian saw that the third uncle was still a little sincere, and he didn't know how to be flexible, so he smiled and said: "Eldest sister, what my third uncle means is to let him taste everything, and he will buy whatever kind of taste suits him." ”

The middle-aged saleswoman snorted and said, "Just now you said that you didn't buy anything, you came to take a look, you think I fell asleep and didn't hear it?" This will say that you want to buy wine, but also taste everything, you are stupid, don't you just want to drink and have no money, every taste of this young man is enjoyable, and he is willing to spend money to buy it? Look at the two of you who are young, you are also decent people, how did you go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to cheat and cheat? You are defrauding the state of assets, and it is a crime. If you have nothing else to do, hurry up and don't get in the way of us selling. ”

Who hindered you from selling things, you are sleeping one by one, I'm afraid it will delay your sleep.

Song Qingtian didn't say anything, but muttered in his heart, no wonder the supply and marketing cooperatives were depressed in the eighties, and they were finally merged, all of which were caused by you lazy and arrogant salesmen.

"Who wants to cheat and eat and drink in the supply and marketing cooperative?"

As soon as the middle-aged saleswoman's voice fell, a man's voice came out, and the back door of the supply and marketing cooperative, Su Yaowen walked out of it.

The middle-aged saleswoman quickly straightened her waist and patted the young saleswoman who was playing the sweater, and the young saleswoman who was playing the sweater quickly stuffed the sweater into the bag under the counter.

Su Yaowen was stunned when he saw Song Qingtian, "It's you?" ”

Song Qingtian had never dealt with Su Yaowen head-on at all, but he had heard Song Qingtian's name from his wife Zhu Lingling, sister-in-law Zhu Rongrong and daughter Su Jinping, so he deliberately paid attention to this Nizi, and when he saw Song Qingtian, he also forgot to hide it, so he directly showed an abnormal expression.

The saleswoman hurriedly explained what had happened to Song Qingtian since she entered the door, and pointed at Song Xifeng and said, "It's that he wants to cheat on drinking, and this little girl is helping to cheat." ”

Su Yaowen said: "They cheat on drinking, you let them cheat?" A hairy boy, a little girl can deceive you, what do you want to do? ”

The saleswoman glared at Song Qingtian and quickly closed her mouth.

Su Yaowen said to Song Qingtian: "What do you two want to do to tell the truth, if you want to drink and have no money, I invite you to drink, don't have crooked methods, it's not good to work in the supply and marketing cooperative, what demons and monsters haven't we seen?" ”

Su Yaowen's words were really annoying, and he compared Song Qingtian and the others to crooked demons and monsters, and he really thought that they wanted to cheat and drink.

Song Qingtian couldn't help but smile and said: "It is said that Director Su is generous, if this is true, if you have been so generous to invite people to drink, I am afraid that the materials of the supply and marketing cooperatives have been compensated by you, and you will not be able to fill this gap with no amount of salary." ”

"Nizi, you're really sharp-tongued, you're right, I can't afford to invite everyone to drink with any salary, but you and I can afford it."

"Then I have a big face." After Song Qingtian laughed at himself, he said seriously: "Director Su, in fact, we are here to do business, since Director Su has given me face, then I will be blunt." ”

"You say."

"I heard that the supply and marketing cooperatives are going to merge with the Ministry of Commerce, and they can sell private goods in the future, is there such a thing?"

When Su Yaowen heard it, he felt that it was incredible, this matter was only proposed by the state at the beginning of this year, it was a proposal at a high meeting where the state was secretly discussed, it was just a proposal, whether it could be implemented or not was another matter, only the internal senior managers of the supply and marketing cooperatives knew a little bit of news, even Su Yaowen went to the county for a meeting a few days ago, and the county leaders secretly revealed it to him, how did this Nizi know about this?

Song Qingtian continued: "If this matter starts to be implemented, I want Director Su to be in charge, and we will make a negotiation, and the supply and marketing cooperatives can sell our liquor ......in the future."

"Nizi, you think too much, I haven't heard of what you said at all, are you going to pull me down the capitalist road? The goods of the supply and marketing cooperatives are all allocated by the state, and they never sell private things. Besides, what kind of liquor are you talking about, is it safe? What should I do if I sell it and drink the bad guys? Who is responsible for what happened? You're just cheating people. ”

Su Yaowen was a little angry, I am the leader of the supply and marketing cooperative, and you actually know the little bit of information I know. You know, forget it, and say it in public, is it to embarrass me, let others know that I have something to do without notifying everyone, and hide it myself? Aren't you going to tear down my platform?

The reason why Song Qingtian said this is that she knows that once the supply and marketing cooperatives and the Ministry of Commerce cooperate, the internal reform of the supply and marketing cooperatives will inevitably change, at least in the future, the supply and marketing cooperatives will not be Su Yaowen speaking alone, anyway, she has offended his family, even if she finds Su Yaowen in the future, she can't do anything in the future, and now she doesn't care about offending him more, it is a good thing to tear apart the face of the enemy, at least he doesn't dare to blatantly say what to do.

At least, she knows that this policy has not yet been implemented, so she can temporarily put down the sales of the supply and marketing cooperatives, and make plans after the policy changes.

The two of them came out of the supply and marketing cooperative, and Song Xifeng said with some worry: "Sunny day, is it appropriate for you to say this?" Didn't you say that it was sold to supply and marketing cooperatives? This offended Su Yaowen, and he would not be able to do the supply and marketing cooperatives in the future. ”

Song Qingtian said: "Actually, I don't plan to be a supply and marketing cooperative, now the supply and marketing cooperatives are state-owned units, we can't do it if we want to, I want you to taste the quality of the wine of the supply and marketing cooperatives, by the way, I inquired about one thing, I asked clearly, maybe we can do it in the future." ”

"What's the matter?"

Song Qingtian said: "It's just that the supply and marketing cooperatives can't sell our liquor at all." ”

"It's not an obvious thing, still ask?" Song Xifeng thought about it again, "You said that you can do it in the future, but you can ask if you can do it today?" ”

Song Qingtian nodded very firmly, "Third uncle, you are too smart." ”

Song Xifeng's head is actually confused at the moment, and he can't figure it out, he offended Su Yaowen today, and said that he could do it in the future, this sunny day, I really don't know what is in her head.