The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 36 Harvest
Then there were several people who got one piece for you and two yuan for me. In just a short while, a large pot of steamed cakes was sold for less than half. There are also more and more people.

Seeing that the business could be started, An Xu took advantage of a small gap and quickly carried out the two jars of canned yellow fruits that were under the cart.

"Sister, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man who bought three cakes at the beginning was feeling thirsty at this moment, so he hurriedly asked.

An Xu took out another small wooden spoon made temporarily from a bamboo pole yesterday, and said, "This is a drink made from fruits from the mountains near my house."

"What is a drink?" Many people were puzzled for a while.

At this time, someone bought cakes again, An Xu explained while busy: "It's something to drink, the name I came up with."

Anyway, the word "beverage" doesn't exist yet, and her use of this unfamiliar word will be very beneficial to the reputation of canned food and other series of products in the future.

Before handing out the wrapped sliced ​​cake, a voice said: "Drinks? Drinking things, girl, this doesn't seem like a random name."

An Xu looked over and saw an old man wearing a bamboo hat and coarse cotton padded clothes. Because there were more and more people, many people crowded under the corridor here. The old man seemed indisputable, and was squeezed into a corner. The rain outside slanted with the wind, which inevitably wet half of his shoulders.

An Xu smiled and said: "Then you are really flattered."

Anyway, I just figured it out, unless you also prove that you are from modern times, tell me that this beverage is a collective noun, and canned food does not belong to the category of beverages at all.

Looking at the little girl's stubborn and persistent eyes, the old man smiled and said, "I just think the girl's name is meaningful but not distinctive."

Someone nearby joked: "Old man, do you have no money and want to eat other people's steamed cakes for free, so you speak so nicely?"

This remark caused everyone to laugh, the old man smiled, not annoyed at all, took out a copper coin from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "This cake is delicious, old man, I am really hungry. Little girl, cut a piece."

An Chong has already put his precious brown sugar bag in the cabinet under the trolley, and has been helping back and forth, sending the cut steamed cakes over, and taking the money to An Xu.

It was raining outside, and everyone else gathered under the pavilion started to eat, and almost all bought a piece.

Two people ate one piece, and one person ate several pieces. Unknowingly, the big pot of yellow rice cakes steamed by An Xu sold out to only a little bit.

Two jars of canned yellow fruit, at the price of one cent and three spoons, were sold cleanly.

An Xu prepared bamboo cups, but the cans were not used after they went on sale. The cans were packed by Fang Bo. When An Xu wanted to remind him, the man who bought the cans had already taken them out of the bag behind his back. a bowl.

Yes, a bowl. When people travel far away at this time, they basically have to take bowls and chopsticks with them.

The two jars of canned food were sold out, and the bamboo cup prepared by An Xu himself was not used.

When it rains in autumn, it starts to patter, people coming and going to take shelter from the rain at Shili Pavilion, those who wait a while to see if the rain does not stop and leave, and some who turn from the main road to stop here for a while.

But at ten o'clock at noon, there were still only a few people left in the pavilion, and those who had a way left.

The rain outside had been heavy for a while, and now it has slowed down again. Uncle Fang helped clean up the pot, very happy for the An family brothers and sisters, and said, "Let's go back quickly now?"

"Okay, Uncle Fang, thank you very much." An Xu said.

Fang Bo waved his hand to tell her not to say that again.

"Wait a minute, girl."

The old man wearing the hat just now has already taken off his hat. He is tall and thin, maybe because of his old age, his back is slightly hunchbacked.

He said to An Xu, "Can you let me take a closer look at the structure of your cart."

Is it a cart?

An Xu looked at the small trolley on the board, it was very simple, because it was made in one day, and many details were handled relatively rough, especially the wheels, which were made of simple wood with tight texture, what? None of the bearing balls.

However, for the convenience of rotation, the wheels still follow the suspension wheels that can rotate 360 ​​degrees like the carts in the previous life.

An Xu didn't think this thing had any technical content, so he nodded and agreed, "Look at it as you like."

The old man bent down, looked at the wheels at the four corners, and asked: "Your wheel, does it take any effort to turn it?"

He rubbed the solid wheel as he spoke.

"Of course it's more strenuous," An Xu said, "but it's still much lighter than without wheels."

The old man smiled, got up and said: "To be honest, my surname is Yue, and I am a carpenter. This small car looks very ingenious to me. I wonder which colleague made it?"

He has more than enough ingenuity but not enough skills, but he can walk a bright road in the woodworking industry.

An Xu said, "I did it by myself, do you have any guidance?"

The old man took a few glances at An Xu, focused on her hand, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the car is very well done, especially your wheels. It's just a little rough. If you don't mind, I'll give you another one." Make four."

"No need." Although it is not enough to say that being courteous for nothing is either adultery or robbery, the old man must be asking for such enthusiasm, "If you have any questions, just tell me."

The old man held his beard and laughed, "I'm not as open-minded and generous as a little girl like you. That's right. The way the wheels are installed is very peculiar. Now that I've seen it today, I can't guarantee that I will borrow it consciously or unconsciously when I do anything in the future." When I arrived, I thought of doing something for the girl as a thank you gift."

After hearing this statement, An Xu was not polite. Of course, she didn't mean to ask for "patent fees" from others, but since she brought this novel idea here, it's okay to ask the old man for four wheels.

So he nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

The two parties agreed on a day to pick up the wheel, and An Xu and the others left Shiliting.

In the wet and cold wind, Uncle Fang was driving the cart in front, and An Xu leaned against the cart, took out the money bag from the bamboo cabinet of the cart at the back, put it on his lap and counted the money one by one.

In her previous life, money was all a string of numbers in the bank card. An Xu made a profit of 58 in the first year of opening the store, and she didn't count the income that made her so happy.

An Chong looked at the brown sugar that he had brought out and wanted to bring back, and sighed silently.

(End of this chapter)