The temperature is gradually rising, and the hot and humid air is permeating this ancient city, but the hard-working people are not afraid of this hot and humid heat, and more and more people and goods are gathering in Wulinmen, the largest flow of people and logistics in the city and even the province. The coolies pulling the carts, the rickshaw drivers riding three wheels upside down, and the hawkers who use the two-eight bars to carry the camels, all kinds of people are bustling, and the sun is scorching in the morning, and their eyes and faces are full of yearning for the future life, and this expectation for the future, as well as the vigorous commercial development of the city, are all won by these hard-working small traders and vendors by their own desperate efforts.

After eating the fritters bought by the Henan master, and went to the fritter shop to find the aunt who sold the fritters and asked for a bowl of water to drink the willow fang, there is a state of full wine and food, although there is no wine and no meat, but compared to the bumps and pain of the past few days, the willow fang at this moment can finally calm down, only slightly embarrassed is that he is still barefoot, and the cracked bubbles on the feet have scabbed because of the dust, and the pain has gradually eased. Looking around, in addition to the busy small merchants and vendors, and groups of people entering and leaving the station with large bags and small bags, Liu Fang fell into a situation of being at a loss again, and the "confusion" mentioned in the book is probably like this.

"Buy shoes? Boss, a world famous brand, exports to domestic sales. A childish, broken Wenzhou Mandarin voice, remembered in his ears, startling Liu Fang, who was squatting under the pillar of the station gate.

Liu Fang raised his head and saw a face with an inch head and sweat, although it was tanned black and red, it was difficult to hide its immaturity, at most it was the same age as himself, Liu Fang thought. Look at your bare feet, it seems that solving a pair of shoes is a must.

"How much?" Liu Fang asked.

"I usually sell fifteen, but for the first time today, the opening price is twelve."

Liu Fang was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head in astonishment, not to mention that he has no relatives now, even if he poured out the 10 yuan ticket money left by the Henan master, he couldn't afford it. Liu Fang lowered his head again and moved to the side of the wall, one was a refusal, and the other was to avoid the rising sun that was shining on him.

"Boss, what I just said is leather shoes, two sandals for a pair, only two pieces." The young man who sold the shoes was still bowing at 90 degrees and bent over, following Liu Fang's movement, moving his steps and coming to the front of Liu Fang.

Liu Fang raised his head at this time, and looked at him, this time he was a little moved, but he deliberately suppressed his desire, and the buyer he met with his master to sell furniture on the street of Yangshi Town, his hometown, said: "Cheaper, boss, buy sincerely." ”

"That piece of eight, it can't be less." The young man who sold the shoes knew that Yanagikata was in dire need of a pair of shoes, so he began to bargain.

"It's too expensive, let's make it cheaper." Liu Fang has already revealed his desire to buy this time, and young people who have never been in the world can always hide their desire.

"In this case, the minimum is seven, and if you don't buy it, I'll leave." The young man wanted to get away with it, grabbed the blue cloth travel bag on the ground, and made a gesture to leave.

"Okay, a pair."

"Okay, boss, it's a refreshing person at first glance." The young man replied sweetly as he unzipped his satchel.

"How big are your feet?"

"Twenty-four and a half."

"Oh, that's 40 yards."

As he spoke, he took out a pair of black plastic sandals wrapped in transparent cellophane and handed them over. In the 80s of the last century, due to the backward equipment, coupled with the workshop model, so the shoe size is not standard, the shoe seller will not go to the customer according to the international yardage to get the goods, but ask the customer how big the foot is, some Wenzhou walk the streets and alleys to sell shoes of the so-called "sales representative", in order to be able to do business, will also carry a ruler, in order to measure the size of the customer's feet anytime and anywhere.

Yang Liu Fang was born as a carpenter, and his height, waist circumference, shoulder width, and foot size are naturally treasured. Unwrap the cellophane, put the sandals on your feet, fasten the buckles, stand up and move, and step on the ground hard, which is really suitable. Then he took out the crumpled 10 yuan bill left by the Henan master and handed it to the young man who sold shoes. The young man respectfully took it, took out a stack of money from his jacket pocket, and prepared to look for it.

"Industry and commerce are coming, run!" I don't know who shouted, the young man quickly grabbed the money, lowered his head and grabbed the blue cloth travel bag on the ground, and quickly ran with a group of small merchants and vendors.

"My money." Liu Fang shouted as he quickly chased after the young man who sold shoes, and suddenly remembered that there were still fritters, and turned around to pick them up from the ground, at this time the young man had already run far away, and he had been isolated by uniformed industrial and commercial personnel in the middle. Liu Fang, who was in a hurry, could only chase towards the industrial and commercial personnel, and quickly overtook and accelerated, and gradually saw the satchel of the young man selling shoes in the crowd, and Liu Fang still chased after him.

It was only when they ran to the door of the small market in Huanbei that some of the hawkers who had just fled stopped. Maybe there were too many vendors in and out of the market, or maybe the industrial and commercial personnel were tired of chasing them, and I later learned that this was also one of the reasons for the formation of the small market in Hangzhou Huanbei in the first place.

The young man selling shoes was lying on his stomach in front of the pillar of the gate of the market, holding on to the pillar with his hand, bending over and panting for breath, when Liu Fang also came to him.

"Find me money. Hah..."Liu Fang also gasped for breath.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to. The young man who was sweating profusely and his clothes were already soaked stretched out his hand, the banknotes in his hand seemed to have been soaked with sweat, the outermost one was a little sticky, the young man trembled with his other hand and found a five-yuan note, two green two-yuan bills, and handed them to Liu Fang, "Give... Here you go. The lad was still out of breath.

"No, I'm looking for too much." Liu Fang said stupidly.

"It's okay, I'll give you the price." The young man also said sincerely.

"Give you churros to eat." Liu Fang felt a little embarrassed, and handed over the fritters he was holding, but his hands were a little dirty.

The young man who sold shoes didn't dislike it, pulled out one, squatted on the ground against the pillar and ate it. Liu Fang, who was sweating profusely, also squatted on the ground to rest.

Liu Fang, who was slightly shaded by the shadow of the pillar, had just recovered from a burst of pain that struck his nerves, only to find that the scar covered by dust had cracked again through the friction with the sole of his shoe when running, and the bevel of the sandal had worn out the big toe on his foot, leaving a blood-red mark.

The shoe seller who finished eating a fritter seemed to have found out, and said with a smile in his lame Wenzhou Mandarin, "I'm sorry, my name is Li Tongfu, the sales representative of Wenzhou Yongjia Tiens leather shoes." What about you? ”

"I..." Yang Liufang didn't know how to introduce himself, and he couldn't say that he was a vagabond. After thinking for a while, he said: "My name is Yang Liufang, from Yueqing, Wenzhou, I was going to go to my uncle to learn to do business, but I didn't find it, and I encountered a typhoon again." The clothes were torn and the shoes were lost. I wanted to go back to Wenzhou, but I heard that I couldn't buy a ticket, and I didn't know if the money was enough. Yang Liufang's improvised rhetoric for himself was a little complacent.