After another night of meditation, the genius was bright, and Gao Mingcheng got up.

Grandma Xi and Gao Zhuang were still sleeping, and he took the bamboo basket prepared in advance very lightly and went outside.

There are seven bottles of honey in the bamboo basket, and yesterday he only sold one bottle at the Junling Old Market, because the people who rushed to the market were all villagers around the area, and they did not have such strong purchasing power.

He carried a bamboo basket and walked in the direction of Junling, only there is a national highway leading to the county seat, if you want to enter the county, you have to follow the national highway, or wait for the shuttle bus on the side of the road.

Every day, there are shuttle buses running back and forth in the two adjacent counties, and this section of Junling is exactly in the middle of the two counties, so that they can go to their own county to buy and sell things, and they can also go to the next county to buy and sell things.

Gao Mingcheng's speed is not what it used to be, at this point in time, there is no one on the road at all, and he doesn't have to deliberately slow down, he walks quickly through the country road, and soon comes to Junling.

Yesterday was the gathering of Junling, and early in the morning, it would be very lively here, but today, it was not a gathering, so it was still quiet at this time, and the surrounding residents had not yet gotten up.

Gao Mingcheng stopped on the side of the national road for a while, he looked left and right, because he didn't have a watch, he couldn't accurately predict the time, but in his experience, it was about half past five now, and the first shuttle bus departed from the county seat at seven o'clock, and when he arrived at Junling, it was about eight o'clock.

Gao Mingcheng touched the money in his trouser pocket and felt that there was a high probability that the money would not be used.

Forget it, he's better go to the county seat!

They are about forty miles away from the county seat, but if they want to get to the center of the county, they have to walk another ten miles or so, and his plan is to go to the farmers' market in the county seat first, sell the honey, and then go to the public security bureau to find Gao Guobing.

There was no one around, Gao Mingcheng didn't have to scruples, he ran fast with the bamboo basket, although he was fast, but the bamboo basket was very stable, and the bottles and cans inside did not collide with each other.

The national highway is a cement road, but there are also some potholes, which are not as easy to walk as the asphalt roads of later generations.

Gao Mingcheng ran wildly all the way, feeling the cool wind blowing on his face in the early morning, blowing his somewhat long hair to the back of his head.

His speed was no slower than the shuttle, but after running for more than ten minutes, there were pedestrians on and off on the road.

These pedestrians walked from their villages to the national highway, and then followed the national highway into the county seat to catch the market.

They all carried a burden, which was full of vegetables, and each of the vegetables that they took to the county seat to sell was carefully selected and looked very beautiful.

In addition to vegetables, there are also people carrying a load of fish, Gao Mingcheng glanced at it, and saw that most of them were crucian carp the size of an adult's palm, and the crucian carp was still alive, lingering in the shallow water.

In addition to crucian carp, there are three grass carp of about two catties, as well as a bucket of loach yellow eel.

Since there were people on the road, Gao Mingcheng couldn't run too fast, he slowed down, but he still ran a little faster than ordinary people.

About half an hour later, Gao Mingcheng arrived at the county seat.

This is the first time he has come to the county seat after his rebirth, and he is quite emotional when he sees this slightly dilapidated city.

In his previous life, their county seat was changed from a county to a district, and there were high-rise buildings everywhere, and it looked very magnificent.

In this life, Gao Mingcheng doesn't plan to run around and toss, he plans to live a good life, and when real estate begins to rise, he will come to get a piece of the pie.

When he came to the farmer's market, it was already very crowded.

But fortunately, it was still early, and there were still some vacant seats, so he found a vacant seat to put down the bamboo basket and began to shout.

Throughout the farmer's market, the shouting and shouting came one after another, accompanied by the sound of bargaining, and many voices converged and finally became a cacophony.

With Gao Mingcheng's shouting, he soon attracted several people to gather around.

Someone asked about the price, and Gao Mingcheng always said seven yuan a catty.

The price of honey has always been quite high, and in the era of various tickets, honey does not need tickets, so it is very demanding.

"Is it wild honey from the mountains?" Someone asked worriedly.

"If it's not wild honey in the mountains, what else could it be? I can't make a fake one! Well, I've brought a bowl so you can taste some. Gao Mingcheng opened a can and poured a little into the bowl, this time he brought a bowl, and also brought some neatly sharpened bamboo branches, the bamboo branches are only the length of the middle finger, like a large toothpick, used as a spoon.

If you bring a spoon, then the spoon can scoop a lot of honey, and if you use bamboo branches, you can only stick some honey, not much, but it is enough to taste it.

He handed the bamboo branch to someone who was interested in buying honey.

The man was a little surprised, but he didn't need to ask to know what it was for.

The man put one end of the bamboo branch into the honey, and turned it around, sticking as much as he could, and when the bamboo branch left, the sticky honey on it naturally fell back into the bowl, and he quickly closed his mouth to the mouthful full of sweetness.

It is also sweet, but the sweetness of honey and the sweetness of white sugar are still different, white sugar is just pure sweetness, but honey is not only sweet, but also floral.

There are hundreds of flowers in the mountains, and this wild honey is also called flower honey.

"I'll taste it too." The first one tried it, and the rest wanted to come and try it.

This honey has an amber color and is particularly attractive in the early morning sun.

Before you even taste it, you can already smell the unique sweetness of honey.

Needless to say, this must be the best wild honey!

Gao Mingcheng is also generous, he brought a lot of bamboo branches, one for each person, but those who have tasted it are not allowed to taste it again.

You can taste it and don't buy it, but you can't taste it all the time.

This is not because Gao Mingcheng is stingy, but because of repeated tasting, the honey in the bowl will be dirty, most people don't pay attention to this at this time, but Gao Mingcheng is particular, and he doesn't want to lose customers because of this.

You must know that the people who can afford to buy honey are the ones who have no shortage of money in their hands and have a good life, and this kind of person will be cleaner than the average person.

Gao Mingcheng's style attracted some people's appreciation, so someone said: "I buy a bottle of honey, how much does your bottle of honey weigh?" I mean remove the weight of the bottle. ”

Today, Gao Mingcheng brought a scale, and Grandma Xi's family also has a scale, and when there are many vegetables at home, Grandma Xi will also pick them up and sell them at Junling's market.

"This bottle has seven taels, excluding the bottle, a bottle of honey is about a pound and a half, I will weigh you."

There are customers! Gao Mingcheng was overjoyed and took out the scale.