Jianggao Linjiang Town, at this time there is no steam ferry, to Shacheng need to detour to Chongzhou or Biling, but the villagers will naturally have their own moves.

"Boss Offence!"

"Lao Cai, I haven't been here for a long time."

The boss is not tall, but he has dark skin, which is a typical appearance of begging for life on the water, even in late autumn and early winter, he will wear a sun hat.

He spoke the Jianggao dialect, but the other party could understand it, and they spoke the local dialect of their respective villages, but it did not affect the communication.

After a while, a cement and sand boat arrived at the pier, and there was a minibus inside, and there were people standing in a circle on the side of the boat.

Zhang Zhiqin hurriedly jumped ashore neatly, looked at the yellow sand in the yard on the shore, touched a Huazi and handed it over: "Boss Mao, business is okay." ”

"Eat with mixed food, eat with mixed food......"

This is the wharf of the yellow sand yard, and it is also a route that villagers along the river on both sides of the river have been familiar with for hundreds of years.

In the past, there were the most fishing boats and grain boats, and in the past ten years, the most are sand boats, whether they are illegal or legal, they will dock here.

Occasionally, when there is a strict investigation of illegal sand mining, a few boats or a dozen boats will be seized here, and no one will feel heartache, and they are all ready to throw them out at any time.

During the hard days of the two places, about 60 million can be made every year by sand mining, nine out of ten are on top, and the rest is for the rivers and lakes to make a living, and the boss is just one of them.

Not all sand mining is bold and vicious, the number of roads all depends on the location, if in the Huaixi Dabie Mountain area, killing people is the same as eating and drinking, do not kill, do not kill yourself, because the competition is fierce.

But here, it is much milder, and it has to be gentle, because every dime you make is not your own.

Everyone else is a dog.

Boss Mao's hometown is in the village of "Eight Mu Land", which belongs to the marginal area from Linjiang Town to Jianggao City, and grows large vegetables, but the "vegetable tyrant" is rampant, almost monopolizing the transportation of agricultural and sideline food sent to Songjiang, Chongzhou, and Biling.

Of course, "Caiba" is also a generation of versions of a generation of gods, this generation of "Caiba" relies on more brothers and sons, and it has been horizontal for five or six years.

It wasn't until this group of "Caiba" surnamed Shen beat the salesperson of "Shacheng Food", and then in the past month, a friend on the other side of the river contacted him, and the boss felt that there might be something.

The sound of the wind on the rivers and lakes is just such a slight movement of the turf.

Although Cai Cunzhong used to only work as an accountant at a grain and oil station, because he often went to the countryside, some of the villagers in the two places knew some of them.

"Where's Lao Xia?"

"Coming soon."

Smoking a cigarette, as soon as he finished speaking, a walk-behind tractor entered the yard, and the sudden movement was not small, and there were seven or eight men in the body, all of whom were middle-aged, not young.

"Accountant Cai."

"Brother Cai."

The person who drove the hand-held tractor was called Xia Xianli, and he also served as a soldier, and later he was also a militia member of the village of "Xiajiawei", and he also transported grain through Shacheng to Gusu in his early years.

Basically, the middle-aged people standing on the dock now were all involved in the grain station in the early years.

"It would be nice to get a formal steam ferry like Chongzhou in the future, and it would be good to build a bridge."

After the boss started his business, he felt more and more about the importance of time.

On the dock, the youngest is Zhang Zhiqin, but the boss does not dare to underestimate him, just like Xia Xianli, he is polite to Zhang Zhiqin.

"Boss, Lao Xia, this month's hard work, knot, the winter solstice is coming soon."

Throwing the waist bag, Zhang Zhiqin held a cigarette in his mouth, but did not light it, but squinted and unzipped the waist bag, and pulled a stack of money out of it.

"Brother Cai's list form, right?"

"I'll take a roll call, and whoever I call will sign and put his fingerprint on it."

Cai Cunzhong took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket, and then shouted directly: "Ding Hu!" ”

"It's coming, it's coming."

A middle-aged man in a jacket walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, took three hundred and fifty yuan from Zhang Zhiqin, and then signed the form with a smile and pressed his fingerprint.

"Ding Dalong."

"It's coming!"

The people who came by walking tractors received their money one after another.

They are all temporary workers hired by "Shacheng Food" during this period, that is, to lead the way, go around, and know where there are greenhouses, where there are markets, and where there are intersections.

Xia Xianli knows the inside story, but he is his own person, and he has long been unhappy with "Caiba", and it is not only that he is unhappy, everyone who has been beaten has the same thoughts.

"Lao Cai, there is also someone above the surname Shen......"

"I'll be traveling for business recently."

Cai Cunzhong didn't say much, but five words were enough.

Not long after, Cai Cunzhong's mobile phone rang, and after connecting the phone, Zhang Haonan's voice came from the other side: "Uncle, have you arrived?" ”

"Checkout."

"You can ask the boss if he wants to change careers, and he will have to go in sooner or later for sand mining."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Cai Cunzhong said with a smile: "It was a call from Mr. Zhang of 'Shacheng Food', and he entrusted me to express my gratitude to everyone on his behalf, and thank you for the recent market research work of 'Shacheng Food' in the region......

The cliché was said casually, and then Cai Cunzhong sent another cigarette to Boss Mao: "Do you want to change your business?" ”

"I've been doing this for a few years."

The boss was embarrassed.

He doesn't know what to do, maybe he can be a contract foreman.

The sand mining boat is profitable, but it has nothing to do with him, he doesn't have a boat of his own, and he is just envious of how many tens of thousands a boat earns a year, but he is not hot.

Saying "eat with a mouthful" is not a polite word.

"I didn't ask this, it was my nephew."

“……”

Boss Mao looked stunned, and then he thought about it seriously.

"Think about it, it's about to be the New Year anyway, and there is time."

"Is farming profitable?"

This is a question, and it is also a self-question.

He is dozens of years old, and he has never seen a farmer who made a fortune.

"I've talked about it, but maybe I'll change my mind tomorrow."

As he spoke, the minibus rushed onto the steel plate on the bow of the ship like a crooked slope, and then the "woo" engine roared and washed ashore.

The driver parked the car and got out of the car and scolded: "I have been saying that I want to repair the ferry, but I haven't repaired it until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse, poking my mother ......."

Subsequently, the people on the boat came ashore one after another, and the boss looked left and right, and it didn't look like they had come here to farm.

After a group of people peed, Zhang Zhiqin got into the car and then called Zhang Haonan: "The people have arrived." ”

"Reporter Chen has already invited someone to dinner, so you can send some 'local products' and drink two cups by the way."

"Okay."

Zhang Haonan, who was making wontons at Shao Weidong's house, hung up the phone, washed his hands again, and then returned to the table to follow Shao Weidong to wrap wontons.

"I'm so busy right now."

"Just kidding, I'm the big boss now."

“……”

"Hahahaha......"

Zhang Haonan smiled very relaxedly, picked up the chopsticks in the trapping basin, poked a little filling, and smeared it on the wonton skin.

The technique is skillful and fast, much better than Shao Weidong.

On the side, Han Xun smiled and said, "Haonan looks like he has done a lot of housework. ”

"Feiyan is too lazy to die, and a fried egg is also black and white, I, a countryman, don't work hard, do you want her eldest lady to burn it for me? Starve to death sooner or later. ”

"Born in March?"

"I said it was March, but I don't know what day of March."

"I've been teaching for so many years, and you've stimulated me more than any student in the past."

Shao Weidong is still angry about Zhang Haonan not taking the college entrance examination, but it doesn't matter now, after all, how can Zhang Haonan become a talent in advance, right?

"Name, name, is it a good choice? You, who want to be a grandfather, are you really a Chinese teacher? It can't be a PE teacher who has changed careers, right? ”

"What are you urging, don't look up the dictionary?!"

For the sake of the two children in Zhao Feiyan's belly, Shao Weidong now flips through the "Book of Songs" and "Chu Ci" whenever he has time, which is uncomfortable.

"If I can't think about it again, I'll use one, two, three, four to name it."

"How can you use one, two, three, four to name it?!"

"The big Zhang Ranyi, the small Zhang Raner, isn't it good?"

“……”

The characters may not necessarily go to the household registration book, and the name Zhang Raner is just a transcription when worshipping the ancestors, and if the household registration book is not good, it will be called Zhang Er...... Thinking of "Zhang Er", Shao Weidong's face shook, and he didn't want such a thing to happen.

was busy when there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, as well as the panting sound of Zhao Feiyan climbing the stairs.

After a while, Zhao Feiyan, who was holding her waist, called in, sat down on the sofa when she saw it, and then shouted with a big belly: "Teacher Shao, Teacher Han, I'm tired to death." ”

"This kid, what's the hurry, hurry up and drink some water."

Han Xun hurriedly washed his hands, and then started to serve a cup of cold white that had already been warm.

"Hurry up and drink slowly."

"Thank you, Mr. Han."

Zhao Feiyan, who was panting, suddenly smiled with a peach blossom, and Han Xun praised again and again: "My Feiyan is so beautiful." ”

"Hey......

After taking care of Zhao Feiyan, Han Xun invited the other two to sit down: "Hurry up and sit down." ”

She didn't expect Zhao Feiyan to bring Zhao Dai and Fan Susu over, but they had been here a few times, and they were familiar.

Seeing Zhao Dai, Shao Weidong's face shook and asked, "The fat one, right?" ”

"What's fat? This is plump, are you a Chinese teacher? ”

"Lao Tzu is not a Chinese teacher, is he?!"

Shao Weidong glared at Zhang Haonan, "You are raised at home like this?" ”

"What's the matter, anyway, I don't have anyone at home, so it's a little more lively."

"...... Ahem, when Lao Tzu farts. ”

The swear words came to his mouth and were put back, and Shao Weidong, who continued to wrap the wontons, was suddenly stunned: "What about Fan Susu?" ”

"People who can't speak a few words for half a year, do you think it will be?"

Zhang Haonan was also speechless, "I have another one in my aunt." ”

“……”

Shao Weidong's hands wrapped in wontons were trembling, and he felt that he was a bit of a failure as Zhang Haonan's homeroom teacher.

Teacher, preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts......

He passed a bird.

(End of chapter)