"No, he'll be over on his own in a minute." Feng Hua said.

Nowadays, there are already small businesses in the railway station, or rather, there has always been. Although this is expressly forbidden, how can it be tightened? The big station can't get in, the management is strict, and the small station is still casual.

Carrying a basket on his back, he can easily get on the bus by pretending to be a farmer, or he is a real farmer, and he can sell the contents of the basket in one stop or two stops, and it is worth it for a penny or two of travel expenses. Especially in these two years, it's just worth it! If it weren't for the fact that the peasants didn't have anything to sell, the cart would have filled these petty traders.

But in general, they don't get on the bus, they only sell it outside the window, or when they want to get out of the car. Otherwise, if you meet someone in the car who can't tolerate sand in your eyes, report them, that is, catch turtles in the urn.

"How did you know he would come by himself?" After Wu Guangming asked, he also figured it out, there are no 100 people in this car now, and most of them are still in the sleeper compartment that they can't get into. There weren't 20 people on the trains outside, and if they really wanted to sell something, they would have to ask all 20 or so.

"These people too, don't they do market research? I don't think he can sell his basket of things. Wu Guangming said with a smile, he is still a family student, at least he knows about market research.

"Impossible." Feng Hua said: "You are here." "As long as it's food, he can't let it go.

“... Hahaha! Or do you know me! Wu Guangming laughed loudly, suddenly turned his head, and looked at Feng Hua seriously: "Junior Brother Fang, let's bow down!" ”

"Poof~coughcough~" Feng Hua didn't drink water, but he was still choked. This was the eighteenth person to bow down to her, and it reminded her of many people and things for a while.

In the eighties and nineties, it was very popular to worship, I don't know whether it was influenced by Hong Kong and Taiwan TV dramas, or social needs, up to the elderly in their sixties and seventies, down to the children of six or seven years old, when they were happy, they had to worship their sons. It is usually very formal, even if it is a child, you have to kneel on the ground and stick three grasses and kowtow a few times.....

When they go out to introduce each other, there is also a special word, "This is my godbrother". This was a very strong social relationship at that time, especially for their businessmen, who needed this kind of "godbrother" very much, although there were many godbrothers who were cheated......

Feng Hua didn't want to worship any brothers and sisters, but due to reality, he also worshipped a few, uh, a dozen...... A godbrother is also a godbrother, and this is a huge and effective network of relationships, which is very much needed by businessmen.

I guess I can't escape this fate in this life, when someone with a good relationship sends you an invitation to worship, you refuse, it's like a slap in the face, the relationship between the two immediately collapses, or the kind that can't be repaired.

Feng Hua looked at Wu Guangming in front of him, eighteen or nineteen years old, with a sunny expression, calm and clever, but he still couldn't be her eldest brother.

"I already have a big brother, and when we bowed, we said that if we bow to someone else, we must be inspected and agreed by the other party." Feng Hua said. That person is naturally Fang Yuan, she has already unilaterally bowed to Fang Yuan in her heart~

"Ah, that's it..."Although Wu Guangming was very disappointed, he also understood that godbrothers should be taken seriously, one glory and one loss, not to be born in the same year and month but to die in the same year and month~~~

Naturally, you have to investigate carefully, and you can't find a pit goods. It's him, I heard that Feng Hua still has a godbrother, and they all plan to decide after looking at the other party's character.

"Where is he from? How did you get married? Wu Guangming asked.

Feng Hua sighed and went through a complete script in his heart to make sure that there would be no loopholes, so he told him vaguely.

People from the same village, as for which village, don't say. When you go to be a soldier, don't say where you are a soldier, what composition the other party has, the same as yourself..... Why did she swear, the hero saved the beauty and didn't say it, just say that she has similar interests, she believes that she and Fang Yuan must have similar interests~

It's the truth!

The two were talking, and a person walked in the carriage, the one who carried a basket before and was identified by Wu Guangming as a peddler. is also Feng Hua's acquaintance, seeing that he really came, Feng Hua touched his forehead with his hand, a little worried.

As soon as the axe entered the carriage, he saw Wu Guangming facing him, this young man was a rich man at a glance, the train station for many years was not in vain, even if the person in shape was disguised, he could see one, two, three, the only time he was eye-catching was a few months ago, I thought he was a young and bullying young master, who knew that he pulled Debiao off the horse for some reason......

He still hasn't figured out what happened in the first place, and whether that spring was directly related to Debiao's dismount. Although I couldn't figure out the key, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that the young man was unfathomable.

The axe put down the basket and sat opposite Wu Guangming: "Cucumber, or?" "The temptation of politeness is saved, go directly to the topic, this train must stop at every station, and there are still ten minutes to arrive at the station, and he still has a few carriages that have not left. He had to get off the train when he arrived at the station, and for safety reasons, he never sat on two stops.

Wu Guangming's eyes lit up as soon as he heard that there were cucumbers, although he is now half a farmer, but vegetables are never eaten casually, they are all supplied by the farm, and the quota is fixed, and if you want to eat a cucumber, you have to steal it....

"How did you sell it?" Wu Guangming asked.

"1 piece per piece!"

Even Feng Hua next to him raised his eyebrows, the price was black enough. The current cucumbers are all green and pollution-free, without chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and they are very slim, and they can weigh seven or eight in a catty.

After the axe finished speaking, he took out two cucumbers from the basket.

Wu Guangming immediately gasped, it turned out to be a water cucumber, the kind of cucumber that was already very short. The two axes in the hand may be due to lack of water and nutrition, or they are simply not ripe, so they are thicker than the thumb and longer than the middle finger. Such cucumbers can weigh 20 in one pound!

"Poof~" Feng Hua smiled directly.

The axe instinctively looked at the laughter, and suddenly his eyes widened, and with a tremor in his hand, the little cucumber fell to the ground.

"You, you, you...."

Feng Hua smiled at him, very friendly. She still remembers the friendship of the axe when he "let her go".

"I, I, I'm not buying." Wu Guangming joked beside him. This kind of cucumber is not ripe, it must be bitter and astringent, so he doesn't eat it.

"You two know each other?" Wu Guangming's eyes roamed back and forth between the two of them, and he asked curiously.

"Dealt with." Feng Hua said.

"Oh?" Wu Guangming was really curious, how could the eldest young master Fang Hua deal with such a person?

The current image of the axe is really miserable.