Rebirth begins with marrying an educated youth

Chapter 83
Can this also be called Shui Lingling?
He can open his eyes and talk nonsense.

Ji Yuanhai looked at the yellowish leaf, and then at the man. For a moment, he really didn't know what he meant.

Calling him treacherous and cunning is a bit funny. What's going on?

This man looked 30 to [-] years old, with a fat face, several forehead tattoos, and a smile when talking, but he had a kind and rich face.

It's just that a pair of eyes are a little red, as if bloodshot.

If it wasn't for Mr. Zhao being familiar with the people in the county and knowing that he is not a familiar face of a stall; Ji Yuanhai would also be able to think that he is a stall for business, at most doubt whether he is allowed to set up a stall, or doubt him. What's wrong with flowers and plants?

But now the problem is clearly not this.

The problem with this guy is that he seems purposeful.

The leaves of the flowers and plants turned yellow because they were not watered on purpose; the stalls were set up for a deliberate reason, and in Uncle Zhao's eyes, they even looked like liars.

Even when talking to Ji Yuanhai, there was also a little inquiring meaning, as if he was waiting for someone.

"never mind."

"I really don't understand flowers and plants, and I'm not interested in them. You should ask someone else to have a look."

Ji Yuanhai said to this strange flower stall owner, and refused again.

The fat-faced stall owner glanced at Ji Yuanhai doubtfully, then sat down and continued setting up the stall.

Uncle Zhao laughed and whispered to Ji Yuanhai: "You are right if you do this!"

"Think about it, how much money can a person of unknown origin make by setting up a stall and selling things that seem strange at first sight?"

"In the past, there was a method of blackmailing people in the old age, which was called 'switching hands, a cow'."

"What do you mean 'switch hands, a cow'? Please tell me about it, sir." Ji Yuanhai asked curiously, he had never heard of this method of blackmailing people.

Uncle Zhao smiled and said: "You don't know this, no one is buying popsicles at the moment anyway, let me talk to you."

The two of them sat down and chatted in the shade of a tree. Anyway, they were not close to the few people setting up stalls and watching.

"Switching hands, a cow. This story is about a small rich man who used to lead a cow into the city in Qingshan County. He looked around and joined in the fun. He said it opened his eyes. He went home to talk to the villagers, wives and children. Brag."

"Then he saw a seller of porcelain plates with beautiful patterns, so he wanted to have a look. If they were suitable, he would spend some money to buy two and go home."

"The little rich man asked the clerk to show it to him, and the clerk showed him the china plate."

"Just like that, the two of them changed hands, and the porcelain plate fell to the ground and was smashed."

"The little rich man was immediately dumbfounded. The store said that this was a treasure passed down from his ancestors, and he was asked to pay several yuan!"

"The little rich man didn't know his place of birth in the city. He was surrounded by a group of people and refused to let him go. It was an era of war and chaos. He had no choice but to pay the shop the cow he led into the city."

"This is, switch hands, a cow."

When Uncle Zhao said this, he glanced at the fat-faced man who set up the stall: "You said, if you were selling flower pots just now, he would have smashed them for you, and if someone surrounded you and asked you to pay for them, what would you do?" What can I do?"

Ji Yuanhai said with a smile: "You are well-informed, sir. This kind of thing really has to be guarded against, and it is impossible to guard against it."

The stall next to it is actually not the same as this kind of "switching hands" extorting money.

He also clearly marked the price at [-] cents in advance, even if the flowerpot was broken, it would only be [-] cents.

It's just that Ji Yuanhai still hasn't figured out what he's going to do.

After chatting with Uncle Zhao, Ji Yuanhai prepared to leave.

He actually intends to invite Uncle Zhao to have some dinner and drink at noon, but unfortunately Uncle Zhao himself is a person who cares more about "not taking advantage of others". If Ji Yuanhai treats him with too many gifts, it may annoy him .

At this moment, the fat-faced stall owner stood up and looked at Ji Yuanhai and Uncle Zhao.

"Uncle, and that comrade, are you two leaving now? Can you help me take a look at the stall?"

"People have three urgencies, I have to find a place to relieve myself quickly."

"Thank you for helping me! Thank you!"

Ji Yuanhai and Uncle Zhao looked at each other and shook their heads: "Look for someone else!"

Ji Yuanhai pushed the bicycle and left, and Uncle Zhao also left with popsicles wrapped in quilts - this place is a bit troublesome, we have to find another place to sell them!

Seeing that the two of them were really about to leave, the man who set up the stall opened his mouth and was speechless.

After watching the two of them go away, he also stamped his feet and walked away quickly, not knowing whether he was really relieving himself or doing something else.

The remaining pots of flowers were placed in the shade of the roadside trees with a price tag.

It's all due to the fact that the folk customs are still simple, and I'm not afraid that others will take it away for a while.

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"Listen to people's advice and eat your fill."

Uncle Zhao pushed his bicycle with popsicles on the back seat, smiled and said to Ji Yuanhai who was walking side by side, "Xiao Ji, you are right, stay away from these dubious people in the future, and protect you for the rest of your life without too much wealth , and there is no great disaster!"

"Be down-to-earth, safe and stable for a lifetime, this is the greatest good thing."

Ji Yuanhai smiled and nodded: "You are right, uncle."

"Where are you going to sell popsicles?"

"I'm going to Tuanjie Alley!" Uncle Zhao talked happily, "That place is not comparable to the family courtyard, but it is much higher than ordinary people."

"There is an alley for more than two miles from east to west. There are courtyards within small courtyards and houses within houses. There are many working-class families and regular employees of the units. Half of the people who earn a living in Qingshan County must live in this Tuanjie Alley."

"People here are pretty well off in terms of food and drink, and it's not uncommon to give a child a few cents to buy a popsicle."

Ji Yuanhai nodded: "I have visited this place twice by bicycle."

"I wanted to find an opportunity to make money, but I didn't find it."

Uncle Zhao pushed the cart and laughed: "I need an Uncle Zhao to introduce you, and I also need an Uncle Dong to let you in and talk, right?"

There was a little bit of pride in his words.

"Of course, without the two of you, where would I go to talk to the people in the family courtyard!" Ji Yuanhai said, "Every household in Tuanjie Lane is not a whole courtyard. Who should I go to?"

"I searched and searched and provoked the street office, but they treated me as a suspicious person."

"That's what happened." Uncle Zhao said, "But it's really difficult to handle."

"Xiaoji, you just know how to play with bonsai, flowers and plants, and make some money, right?"

Ji Yuanhai nodded: "Yes."

Uncle Zhao analyzed with Ji Yuanhai: "There are so many people in Tuanjie Alley, if you say that you come to pick up flowers and plants clamorously, they will have to question your origin; Go to the street."

"There are a lot of people in this place. Even though they are all in the iron bowl, there are also people who are difficult to serve and have no manners."

"The key is, Xiao Ji, if you come out to make money, it is not allowed by your production team."

"That's the biggest problem."

"Who told you to be a member of the production team? Who told you not to work in the fields and run into the city?"

Ji Yuanhai also seriously considered what Uncle Zhao said, and his thinking was exactly the same.

It's not that he looks down on his identity, but the objective reality. Being bound to the land, identity naturally has no advantage and cannot catch up with the tide.

The college entrance examination is the best and safest way to change this layer of identity.

It's just that Ji Yuanhai wanted to save some basic money before the college entrance examination, but at this step, he fell into the problem of not having a good identity certificate and restricting his movements.

Uncle Zhao continued to tell Ji Yuanhai: "With the production team certificate, you might be able to do something else; without the certificate, there is nothing else you can do in Tuanjie Alley except for walking around and eating something."

"Walk two more times, and people will have to look at you with vigilance."

"Speaking of food, there are old chicken soup tofu nao, shredded pork noodles, and pan noodles in Tuanjie Alley. They all taste good, especially tofu nao. I like to drink..."

Uncle Zhao also felt that the more he talked about this topic, the more frustrated he became. There was no solution, so he simply stopped talking about it and started talking about food.

Ji Yuanhai was not as disappointed as he thought, he followed his words and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, I know this."

"Some tofu nao from other places are put in soy sauce, some in sugar, and some in mashed garlic."

"Pickles, pickled beans, peanuts, everything."

"The tofu nao in our county is boiled salty and fragrant old chicken soup. It is tender, delicious, salty and delicious."

Uncle Zhao smiled and said: "You are not old, but you are quite good at eating."

"Very good, very good!"

"Uncle, let's drink this for lunch, right?" Ji Yuanhai suggested.

Uncle Zhao stared: "Why are you doing this with me again? I am a reincarnation of a starving ghost, and I need a bite of food from you?"

"No, you are not taking advantage of me for nothing!" Ji Yuanhai said, "We will arrive at Tuanjie Alley in a while, where you sell popsicles. I will sit and chat with you and see the situation."

"In this way, I won't be suspicious, and maybe I can find opportunities to make money."

"Uncle, without you, I wouldn't have such an opportunity."

"You little Ji..." Uncle Zhao pointed at him, "There are many tricks."

Ji Yuanhai laughed: "Just tell me, can you help me, let me follow you to Tuanjie Alley?"

Uncle Zhao pushed the bicycle forward angrily: "You are willing to treat me, and I am happy to eat! I drank three bowls of tofu at noon today! I won't eat at night when I'm full!"

"Yes, yes, you can drink as much as you want." Ji Yuanhai said with a smile.

When we arrived at Tuanjie Alley, Uncle Zhao really had acquaintances everywhere. He greeted the old men and women who were enjoying the shade under the shade of the trees, and started selling popsicles calmly.

There were really a few drooling children running over in a hurry.

"I want to eat popsicles!"

"I eat ice cream!" "Ice cream is precious!"

"Then I'll eat popsicles too!"

Ji Yuanhai just sat under the shade of a tree with Uncle Zhao, listening to the chatting of the old man and the old lady, without talking about flowers and plants for a long time.

At noon, Ji Yuanhai and Uncle Zhao drank chicken soup and tofu.

It's really delicious, but Mr. Zhao insisted that he would drink three or five bowls. In fact, after drinking one bowl, Ji Yuanhai asked him to drink another bowl, and he became anxious.

"You want to kill me?"

Ji Yuan Haixin said: Uncle, you said you are old, why are you so embarrassed?
I'm afraid of taking advantage of others, losing face, and appearing worthless.

How come there is no "doing my part" of those old people who snatched bus seats and slapped young people decades later?
After Ji Yuanhai finished thinking, he discovered a problem.

Calculated according to time and age, those who are morally corrupt and "do their part" are actually my peers... That's okay.

In the future, Ji Yuanhai will try not to be this kind of person who relies on his elders and neglects his elders. This can be regarded as a contribution to society.

In the afternoon, Uncle Zhao continued to sell popsicles, and Ji Yuanhai continued to listen to the news.

At around five o'clock, when it was almost time to get off work, Ji Yuanhai finally heard an old man complain.

"I just bought a pot of welcoming pine. Pine trees are usually very durable. In my hands, the leaves are yellow, and I am about to die!"

"I'll go find the seller and return it."

"Good guy, the place where pine trees are sold is also yellow!"

"Let me tell you, it's unlucky to look at the big things from the small things. Add it up, I don't have a good life for a few days!"

This old man's inference made several other old men quickly persuade him and marveled at it.

"Old Li, you are a bit unlucky...everyone has bad luck. Drinking cold water makes your teeth stuffy. Who hasn't?"

"Yes, Lao Li, you have to think about it this way. The welcoming pine and the flower seller helped you block it for a while, but then you won't live a long life?"

After the persuasion of several people, the rather depressed old Li's expression eased a lot.

Someone asked him: "Which flower and grass stall has quit?"

"It's the one going inside the market and turning the corner to South Street. Last year, it was a stooped man named Gao. He changed his son two months ago. I don't know what his name is." Lao Li said.

An old man shouted: "The hunchback old Gao, his son is Gao Daming!"

"Old Gao is good at playing with flowers and plants, why don't you do it?"

"I don't know," Lao Li said, "Anyway, it's not only Lao Gao who quit, but also his son who just took over two months ago and quit."

"My welcoming pine was originally prepared to welcome guests, but now the leaves are turning yellow, which makes me feel bad! Ask him to show me the reason, and I can't find anyone!"

Uncle Zhao winked at Ji Yuanhai and asked Ji Yuanhai to pass.

Ji Yuanhai went over and said, "Uncle! I heard you say that the pine trees you bought are not growing well?"

"How about I help you take a look?"

Lao Li looked at him in a blink of an eye: "Who are you?"

Then he asked Uncle Zhao: "Hey, the popsicle seller! Old Zhao! Who is he?"

Uncle Zhao said: "This is a junior of mine who likes to play with bonsai."

"If Huahua Caocao is a little sick, let him have a look, maybe he can find out the reason for you."

Lao Li was a little surprised: "There's another thing? You are young and have no hair on your mouth. Can you do it?"

"Don't kill my pine tree."

When Ji Yuanhai heard this, he immediately waved his hands: "Forget it, I'll just say it."

Seeing that he declined, Lao Li became a little interested: "Anyway, I have no other choice, why don't you go home with me and have a look?"

Ji Yuanhai said: "Master, there is no need for you."

"I helped people save the flowers, and I wanted to collect money."

It would be nice to go with Uncle Li to his house to see the welcoming pine trees, not to mention collecting money, and not to blame yourself for the death of the pine trees.

Or stay out of trouble.

Although Lao Li didn't speak very nicely, he was unexpectedly not a stingy person.

After hearing Ji Yuanhai's words, he didn't take it seriously: "I don't know what you said, you have to charge money?"

"If I buy your flowers and plants, if I have any problems or problems, I can come to you to solve them."

"I didn't buy anything from you. You saved the pine tree for me. Of course I will give you money."

"As long as you can save the pine tree, I'll give you...two dollars, okay?"

Two dollars is considered quite satisfactory, even a little sincere price.

Cropped pine bonsai cannot be compared with precious flowers such as plum blossoms, and Tuanjie Alley cannot be compared with the county family home.

After Lao Li finished speaking, several other old men were a little surprised.

"Okay, Lao Li, you're really willing to put your money where your mouth is!"

"It's only two yuan?"

Ji Yuanhai said: "Grandpa, if I don't look well, the welcoming song is dead, will I still have to pay for it?"

Only then did Lao Li realize where the crux of the problem was.

What I said just now was not polite, and I said that the pine tree was tossed to death, so of course people didn't want to show it.

"You... you want to see it or not!"

"Even if you don't look at it, I'll throw it away later!"

Lao Li felt that he couldn't bear his old face, but he was angry instead.

Uncle Zhao said quickly: "Look, you have a bad temper and think too much! You get angry again as you talk!"

Other uncles also advised: "Lao Li, don't be angry!"

"It's better to let the young man take a look at it than to throw it away!"

After several people persuaded him, Old Li stopped speaking angrily and stood up and took Ji Yuanhai home.

Ji Yuanhai didn't irritate him with words anymore, and followed him through two walls, to a house, and saw the welcoming pine.

He looked down and felt a little sense.

Ji Yuanhai's expression was a little surprised.

"What's wrong? Can't it be cured? If it can't be cured, then go, I'm not bad at you!" Lao Li said angrily.

"No, I mean, it's a bit of a coincidence."

Ji Yuanhai said: "I just looked at a pine tree a few days ago and it has the same problem. I also looked at the soil."

"Originally I thought it was a misunderstanding or some other reason; now I see it's not a misunderstanding."

"Both these two pine trees come from the same place, that is the flower stall named Gao Daming."

"He really doesn't know how to grow flowers and plants. The soil used for pine trees is the same unsuitable soil."

When Lao Li heard this, he suddenly realized: "I said that this kind of thing never happened when I was talking about Lao Gao, but when I changed to this Xiao Gao, something went wrong immediately, so that's what happened!"

"The soil is not good, so I can change the soil?"

"It should be no problem." Ji Yuanhai said, "The soil for normal pine trees is almost the same."

Lao Li immediately took a small shovel and started to work.

Seeing him like this, Ji Yuanhai said goodbye.

Lao Li hurriedly put down his shovel and got him two dollars.

"It's not saved yet. I won't take these two dollars first."

"Take it, I've said it's not bad for you, but it's not bad for you!" Old Li stuffed him with money, and continued to exchange soil for pine trees.

Ji Yuanhai took the money and walked out of his house, but he himself couldn't help but laugh.

Old children, old children, all of them have very strange tempers.

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