Reborn back to 1984

Chapter 19

Shen Heying still didn't believe it: "Is it a lie? If you can earn 15 yuan a day from snail hunting, the people in the village would have given up farming a long time ago, and they would all go to snail hunting, and you can still get your turn? It sounds good, but I don't believe it." , if I worked so hard to bring the snails up from the river but couldn’t sell them, wouldn’t it be a waste of hard work and a waste of money to buy nylon nets?”

As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a girl who knows her mother. Shen Heying is a typical rural woman. She is semi-literate and can only write her own name. It is useless to talk to her. "Luring them for profit", it is easy to talk about money directly.In Zhang Xiuqing's previous life, she worked everywhere, and met countless people of all kinds. She deeply understood one truth, that is, to convince a middle-aged woman who was stubborn and loved money like her life, she would listen only when talking about money. Otherwise everything is empty.

Before criticizing someone, it's better to praise before giving advice. Similarly, before persuading someone, it's better to praise before giving advice.Zhang Xiuqing stretched out her mother's arm and said affectionately: "Mom, what you said is very reasonable. It's really not easy to do business, so you have to use your brain. Your daughter has been studying for so many years, and she can't compare with others in terms of strength. Others may not be as good as me when you use your brains, so just trust me once."

After finishing speaking, she winked at Zhang Xiuhong, the little girl was clever, and immediately pulled Zhang Lingen's clothes and acted like a baby: "Father, I'm hungry, I want to eat fried dough sticks."

Without saying a word, Zhang Lingen immediately parked the cart on the side of the road, and took out a handful of change from his pocket: "Xiuqing, what do you want to eat?"

Zhang Xiuqing thought for a while: "I want a sugar bun and a meat bun."

People in southern Jiangsu do not distinguish between steamed buns and steamed buns, and they call them steamed buns.The ones without filling are called white steamed buns, the ones filled with meat are called meat steamed buns, the ones filled with red bean paste are called sugar steamed buns, and the small steamed buns are called Xiaolong steamed buns.Zhang Xiuqing went to other places to work in her previous life, and because she couldn't get rid of this habit, she was laughed at for a long time.

Shen Heying's face turned blue, these two prodigals, they thought about spending money before they got the money they earned, they must have been star-studded in their previous life...

Taking advantage of Zhang Lingen's departure, Zhang Xiuqing hurriedly said to Shen Heying: "If the snails can't be sold, Xiuhong and I will go and catch yellow snails without telling my father, and even catch a fake. All the money you earn will belong to you, mother, look how?"

Shen Heying thought over and over again, and finally agreed.

When the family of four arrived at the farmer's market, they split into two groups. Zhang and his wife went to find the old man who sold the snakes, and planned to sell all the snakes wholesale.Zhang Xiuqing and Zhang Xiuhong came to the fish selling place with a bucket of snails, found the honest-looking young man, and then took advantage of the fact that there was no one in front of the stall, the old men came up to him cheekily: "Brother, I asked you a few days ago Some things, do you remember?"

There were people coming and going in front of the booth every day, unless the regular customers who came to visit the business often, the young people would be impressed, other people came and went, basically they would forget it, Zhang Xiuqing was an exception.Firstly, he spends all day selling fish in the vegetable market, and it is rare for such a handsome girl to take the initiative to talk to him; Almost be regarded as "Chen Shimei".

The young man's black face quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he stammered: "Remember, remember... You said you wanted to set up a stall, and you said you wanted to discuss it with your family. Have you discussed it now?"

Zhang Xiuqing shook her head, with a sad expression on her face: "I discussed it with them, and they all disagreed, because they were worried about me coming here to set up a stall, saying that a girl who leaves early and returns late every day is prone to accidents..."

A sympathetic expression suddenly appeared on the young man's honest face.

Zhang Xiuqing cried and played the bitterness card: "I am the eldest in the family, and I have a younger sister and a younger brother who are both in school and have good academic performance, but the family is so poor that they can't even pay the tuition fees for the start of school." , my mother had no choice but to say cruelly, 'If you can't afford it, don't read it, and go home to farm'... My sister refused to give up. Come out...I want to help, but my family firmly disagrees with me coming out to set up a stall. Brother, can you see if this works, we put the snails on your stall, and if you sell them, you only need to give us [-] cents per catty That's fine, all the extra money belongs to you; if you can't sell it, you return the snails to us, and you won't lose a penny..."

Although the young man was shy, he was unambiguous in his business, so he immediately calculated the account in his heart, and felt that he would not suffer any calculation, so he nodded in agreement immediately.

A smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Xiuqing's face: "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhang Xiuqing. I'm from Xindong Village, Songping Town. I just graduated from high school this year. This is my sister Zhang Xiuhong, who is about to start her first year of high school..." Turning around , and pulled Zhang Xiuhong who was standing behind listening stupidly: "Xiuhong, quickly call brother!"

Only then did Zhang Xiuhong come back to her senses, and she stepped forward obediently and shouted, "Brother!"

The young man scratched his head embarrassingly: "My name is Lin Xiaobing, and I'm from Wubang Village, Songgang Town. Which production team are you from in Xindong Village?"

Zhang Xiuqing said: "The fifth production team!"

Lin Xiaobing asked, "Then do you know Zhang Lingen?"

Zhang Xiuqing replied: "He is our father!"

"That's a coincidence. My aunt's name is Zhang Linying, and she and your father are siblings." Lin Xiaobing grinned: "In this way, we are also relatives..." This time it was Zhang Xiuqing's turn to be dumbfounded. He continued: "Since we are a family, let's not talk about each other. How many snails do you have? Take them all. When I sell fish, I will sell snails, and all the money will belong to you."

"This is impossible!" Zhang Xiuqing quickly objected: "Family affection belongs to family affection, business belongs to business, and brothers have to settle accounts clearly. Brother Xiaobing, we appreciate your kindness, and we should do as we said just now. If you sell If you can’t sell it, you will give us [-] cents per catty, and if you can’t sell it, you will return it to us.”

Lin Xiaobing thought for a while and said: "That's not how you do business. I think it's better this way. Pay with one hand and deliver with the other. I'll settle the snail money with you today. If it's easy to sell, you can bring some more tomorrow... "

Although Lin Xiaobing only said the first half of the sentence, Zhang Xiuqing could guess the second half of the sentence: If it cannot be sold, Lin Xiaobing decided to bear the loss himself.

In the 21st century, snails can be regarded as the main dish of night food stalls. People who go to such places for consumption basically order a plate of snails. With friends, snails and sips of wine, the taste is not to mention how delicious it is.

When Zhang Xiuqing came home from the night shift in her previous life, she would often see foodies eating snails sitting in open-air food stalls, but in the early 80s, there were very few stalls operating open-air food stalls, and very few people paid for snails to eat.

Lin Xiaobing didn't wait for Zhang Xiuqing to refuse, and continued: "Since you call me elder brother, then listen to me, this matter is settled like this."

Zhang Xiuqing's eyes were slightly red, she nodded, and silently swore in her heart: "Whoever helps me today, I will repay you a hundred times in the future!"

Lin Xiaobing picked up the scale on the stall and began to weigh the snails. At this moment, a middle-aged woman passed the fish stall with an empty bamboo basket. Lin Xiaobing looked up and asked, "Auntie, do you want to buy fish?"

The middle-aged woman obviously didn't make up her mind and was a little hesitant.Zhang Xiuqing smiled and walked over to solicit business: "Auntie, the fish is fresh and tender, easy to chew, easy to digest and absorb, and rich in DHA. This stuff is commonly known as brain gold, which is good for the human brain, so the elderly will live healthier and live longer if they eat it. It will be smart and lively. If you think there are too many fish bones, you can buy a black fish and take it home. Whether it is made in soup or fried with pickled vegetables, it is delicious."

It was obviously the first time that the middle-aged woman heard that eating fish could have so many benefits, so she said doubtfully, "Is what you said true? Why have I never heard of it?"

Zhang Xiuqing thought that it would be strange if you had heard of it before, so she smiled and continued to perform her tricks: "Of course it's true. These are all based on science, and I'm not just talking about them. Except for the health, intelligence, and longevity I just mentioned , Often eating fish has other benefits, such as reducing the risk of heart disease, lowering cholesterol, lowering blood lipids, delaying memory decline, and benefiting eye health..."

As soon as the words were finished, a young mother came from the opposite side and said to Zhang Xiuqing, "I want to buy a black fish, please help me choose a bigger one..."

The middle-aged woman immediately made up her mind: "I will also buy a black fish, and you can help me choose a bigger one..."

Chinese people like to follow the trend. After a while, the stalls that were empty just now were crowded with people, one for you, one for me...the popularity became so popular that many snails were also sold.

Lin Xiaobing blushed again, this time with excitement.

(End of this chapter)