"Delicious carrots, delicious sweet potatoes, fresh and sweet, taste before you buy, it's a rare opportunity." It was the shouting of Worry-Free this time that drew people's attention back to the goods.

"How do you sell carrots? How do you sell sweet potatoes? Several people asked at Carefree. Yan Zixiu was speechless, I am the owner of the goods, okay.

"Four cents for carrots and eight cents for sweet potatoes. Sell five pounds and five pounds, not zero. Yan Zixiu said this, and half of the crowd dispersed. Most of the people who didn't leave were there to watch the birds. There was a middle-aged man with a calm temperament and a middle-aged face with a Chinese character face, and said kindly: "Young man, everyone knows the current price, you are several times higher, and you can't sell it even if you stop the set." ”

Worry-free answered: "Thank you for your kindness. You get what you pay for, we are high-tech agricultural products, and the taste is absolutely delicious. Why don't you try it first? ”

The middle-aged man with the face of the Chinese character said: "Oh, high-tech agricultural products? However, I have had some toothache lately, and it is too hard to eat. ”

"I'll taste it." A red-faced young man picked up a piece of sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed a few bites, and his eyes suddenly widened, "It's delicious, it's delicious." As he spoke, he picked up another carrot and ate it.

The person next to him was skeptical, it was really fake, it wouldn't be a trust, right?

"If you see a portion, you can taste it for free." Yan Zixiu handed the plate out. After everyone tasted it, a satisfied smile appeared on their faces, as if they were reminiscing about some kind of happiness. After a while, people shouted explosively: I'll have five catties of carrots, and I'll have ten catties of sweet potatoes. rushed to hand over money to Yan Zixiu.

Yan Zixiu decisively said to the middle-aged man with a national character face: "Uncle, please help me collect money, you take one, I call one." It's over, I'll give you ten pounds of each. ”

"Okay." The middle-aged man with the face of the national character gladly accepted it and said to the people: "Everyone come to me to line up to pay the money, hey, come one by one." The first, five pounds of carrots. ”

"Okay, five pounds of carrots." Yan Zixiu beat the scales high, and then attached a small carrot or small sweet potato. The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face looked in his eyes and nodded slightly.

The portion is sufficient, and the gift is what Yan Zixiu learned from his grandfather. Grandpa is in the bean sprouts business, and every time he scales the bean sprouts for a customer, he gives enough catties and two catties, and then adds a handful. When Yan Zixiu passed by when he was a child at school, he witnessed it many times. As you can imagine, Grandpa's bean sprouts business is not only not profitable, but often loses money. But grandpa liked such generosity and loved to make friends. It can be said that making money is not my intention, and I like friends the most. Every time my grandfather sold the bean sprouts for a little money, he sat down with his friends from all over the country to eat and drink, and enjoyed the process very much. What should I do if I have no capital? Grandpa asked Yan Zixiu's father, Yan Sheng. Yan Sheng is the third. Grandpa said: "Third child, I have no foundation in this business." Yan Sheng gave three and five pieces. In fact, Yan Sheng was only a contract worker at that time, which was more than 30 yuan a month, and the four children in the family were short of food every year, and they were also tight. In this way, grandpa's so-called business can still be maintained. However, my grandfather died of lung cancer in 1984. Yan Zixiu felt that if it was now, he would definitely be able to use the resources of the Immortal Mansion to cure his grandfather's illness. It's a shame to think about. Of course, maybe the grandfather himself does not regret it, at his funeral, many people came from ten miles and eight towns, and the tents sent by the mourners could not be hung in a large courtyard. This is also his life.

After being busy for a while, gradually the carrots and sweet potatoes are going to bottom. Yan Zixiu pulled an empty sack, and put more than a dozen catties of both things into it, reserved for the middle-aged man with a national face. The middle-aged man with the national character face is also very open, and the money collected has been held in his hand to show the innocence of the accounts.

Yan Zixiu took out a five-yuan one from his wallet, handed it to a little boy next to him along with the plate, and said: "There are too many people on the set, I have a car and a donkey here and can't get in, please help me buy four baked cakes, and the rest of the money will be counted as your errand fee." The little boy was delighted and walked away.

The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face said: "Baked cakes cost five cents a piece, you give him so much, aren't you afraid that he will run away with the money?" ”

Yan Zixiu said: "Run, run." Besides, I want to believe him. My father told me that when he was little, people in the countryside were very honest. When my father was a child, his family sold steamed buns, and he sold them from the west end of the Ten Rivers Market to the east end with a bucket, and the people who bought the buns were all on credit. Because everyone's things haven't been sold yet, there is no money to buy buns. Wait until the brakes are set, and then collect the bun money from the west to the east. None of them owe money and run away. Sometimes he was late, and those who didn't give money were still waiting in place. (㧟Kuai, local dialect, meaning to carry.) Buckets, wicker baskets. ）

The middle-aged man with a national character face said with emotion: "Yes, such trust is really touching." ”

As he spoke, the little boy came back from buying pancakes. Yan Zixiu thanked the little boy and gave him two carrots and two sweet potatoes. The boy went away happily. Yan Zixiu said to the middle-aged man with a national character face: "There are two of you in the baked cakes." ”

"Then you're welcome." The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face handed the money to Yan Zixiu, washed his hands with the water in the thermos, and slowly ate the baked cakes by himself.

Yan Zixiu counted, 456 yuan, good guy, another four months' salary. While cleaning up the stall, he asked, "Uncle, what is your surname?" ”

"Don't have your surname Wu, Koutian Wu, Wu Daguang. I live on Lao Wanji East Street, and everyone here knows me. What about you? ”

"My name is Yan Zixiu, from Xinliang Village in the east. I know that when I ask. This is for your carrots and sweet potatoes. If anyone else needs it, they can go to my house and buy it. Happy cooperation, Uncle Wu, we'll see you next time. ”

"Yan Zixiu, okay. Happy cooperation, see you later. ”

On the way back, Yan Zixiu sat on the donkey cart eating baked cakes and asked worry-free: "By the way, why did you take the initiative to help me shout today?" ”

"Look at the situation at that time, if I don't help you shout, I won't be able to do anything in the morning."

"Thank you so much."

"See, we're a community of life."

Hearing the "community of life", Yan Zixiu trembled in his heart: "What do you mean?" ”

Carefree suddenly recited in a very magnetic baritone:

We

It is the waves of the same sea;

We

are the leaves of the same tree;

We

It's a flower from the same garden.

After listening to the carefree recitation, Yan Zixiu froze for a moment and entered a wonderful state, as if he and other beings were both integrated and independent of each other. Worry-free hurriedly stopped the donkey and quietly accompanied Yan Zixiu.

After a while, Yan Zixiu returned to normal, and suddenly felt that the sky was high and far away, as if no one could not forgive, no one could not tolerate. He couldn't help but feel grateful, jumped out of the car and bowed deeply to Wuwu: "You are really my teacher, will I call you Teacher Wuwu in the future?" ”

Worry-free smiled: "Hehe, you still call me worry-free." ”

"Well, it doesn't seem like there's any pressure. That is, why put so much pressure on yourself. By the way, who said the passage you just recited? Yan Zixiu got into the car again and said.

"Seneca, ancient Roman statesman and philosopher."

"You know a lot." Yan Zixiu sincerely admired.

Carefree and indifferent: "I am between heaven and earth, and I am like a small stone and a small wood in the mountains." ”

"Whose quote is this?"

"Your fellow countryman, Zhuangzi."

"Zhuangzi? I've read books that say he's a representative of the declining slave-owning class. ”

"It is better to believe in a book than to have no book. Would the slave owners have an egalitarian mindset? Heaven and earth are born together with me, and all things are one with me, will those who have such a heart belong to the slave-owning class? From a Taoist point of view, people who have no nobility and no concept of nobility and cheapness will represent which class? Speaking of which, Zhuangzi's energy level is about the same as mine. ”

Yan Zixiu felt that he was a little unable to keep up: "Yes, yes, it seems that I have to re-understand Zhuangzi when I have time." Level? What's new in that? ”

"You'll get the idea. It is recommended that you have time to have a comprehensive understanding of the four books and three mysteries. ”

"What are the four books and three mysteries?"

"The University", "The Mean", "The Analects" and "Mencius" are four books; "I Ching", "Lao Tzu" and "Zhuangzi" are the three mysteries. At this time, the list of treasures appeared, and in the secular classics department of the [Hidden Scripture Pavilion], four books and three mysteries were added, and after appearing for a while, they disappeared.

"Oh, okay."

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Zixiu received 20 threshers from Xiao Chen at the intersection of Jiazhuang Road.

As soon as I came back and entered the village, someone asked curiously: "Zixiu, what is in your car?" ”

"The hand-cranked corn thresher will come to my house to see it later, and anyone who helps can use it for free." Everyone is interested in this statement, every year when they rush corn and peel corn, their hands hurt, and they stay up all night and are uncomfortable, and no one wants to suffer that sin. So Huhula followed a group of people to Yan's house and helped unload the machine.

The uncle came over, unloaded the donkey, and led it out to let the donkey roll and stretch its muscles and bones, so that the animal would not get sick easily.

Yan Zixiu demonstrated to everyone, moved a thresher, placed it, and then took a corn cob, cranked the wheel with his left hand, and pushed the corn cob into the working tube with his right hand, and sure enough, in a few seconds, all the corn kernels were removed. The whole process is very easy and smooth. When I picked up the corn kernels on the ground, I saw that they were all complete. Everyone came up to try it, and they all thought it was good, a good thing. It's a lot of time saved, and it's easy. At this time, the uncle also came.

Someone asked: "Zixiu, why do you borrow this threshing machine?" ”