Chapter 2197 The Troubles of the Brothers
As the guests in the house finished buying sesame paste and left, the news that there was sesame paste for sale in the grocery store spread quickly, and the news spread from ten to ten in Pigeon City. Word spread.
In an instant, many people who could afford it rushed to the grocery store to buy sesame paste. For a time, the store was so crowded that the threshold was almost broken.
"Don't crowd! Don't crowd, come one by one, you have enough stuff, don't worry about not being able to buy it!" Wan Xiaotian maintained order with a cheerful smile, grinning almost to the ears.
This scene before us is the best business day since Doge Market opened!
"Why is there no one?"
Unlike the bustle of the grocery store, the cultural relics store next door was extremely deserted at this time. Chu Heng sat here for an hour before collecting seven or eight antiques.
"Yes, there are too few people today, and there shouldn't be." Zhang glanced at the crowd and wondered. Logically speaking, the best time for cultural relics stores to do business every day is when they first open. People sold their stuff so they could use the money to buy other items.
"I'll go take a look."
Er Xi couldn't sit still and ran out. After a while, he came back and said with a smile: "I said why there are so few people. It turns out They all went to the next door to queue up to buy sesame paste. Oh my god, the scene was really crowded. It was no different from going to the vegetable market to grab vegetables during the Chinese New Year. ”
"So that's what happened."
Chu Heng nodded suddenly, and thought that there was nothing wrong with just sitting there anyway, so he got up and came out of the room. He turned around and looked next door. There was a huge crowd outside the door. It was full of people, and from time to time someone came out happily carrying a lunch box filled with sesame sauce, and then ran to the butcher shop next door to buy mutton.
It is late autumn and early winter, and sesame sauce and mutton are like an iron pot and a goose in the Northeast winter. They are a perfect match.
Therefore, many people who buy sesame paste will go next door to buy some mutton and cook it in the pot. This also makes Du San's butcher shop business much more prosperous than before.
Chu Heng stood at the door and took a look. Seeing that it was impossible to squeeze into these two shops, he strolled past the two shops with his hands behind his back and came to Cen Hao's thrift store.
Like the recycling store, there are not many customers in the thrift store. There are only two or three people picking things here and there, and there are more clerks than customers.
Cen Hao, who was sitting here, was huddled behind the counter, enjoying a plate of haggis and drinking a small drink.
At this time, a waiter noticed Chu Heng coming in and hurriedly greeted: "Master Chu!"
"Oh." Chu Heng responded with a smile.
“Master Chu!”
"You smoke."
The other guys quickly put down what they were doing to greet him.
"Business for you." Chu Heng took the cigarette point handed by one of them, came behind the counter, sat on the bench next to Cen Hao, and said with a smile: "Yating really knows how to enjoy it. "
"All the business has been taken away by those two companies, so I am idle." Cen Hao sat up lazily and dug out something from the side. He put a wine cup in front of Chu Heng and poured him a cup of wine: "You should drink some too. It's cold and warm you up."
"Let's go." Chu Heng picked up the wine cup and touched it with him. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. Finally, he smacked his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "Is this Wuliangye? You can live a good life now."
"Now I have so much money that I don't have any place to spend it, so I can only enjoy myself by eating and drinking." Cen Hao bared his teeth and smiled, pouring him another glass.
“That’s the truth.” Chu Heng smiled and nodded, pinched a piece of lamb liver with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and said, “Let me tell you something.”
"You said."
"I should be going to work soon. You should prepare yourself. When I take office, come with me."
"Cheng ""Don't ask where to go?"
"Even if you go to jail, I will go with you. Why do I ask that? Besides, can you still hurt me?" Cen Hao raised his neck and drank the wine leisurely.
"Haha, that makes sense." Chu Heng laughed and patted him on the shoulder. Then the two brothers chatted while drinking. After a few taels of wine were finished, he got up and went to the market for a walk. At almost two o'clock, the business of the cultural relics store picked up a bit, and he returned carrying a few random things.
After less than an hour of busy work, it was time for the market to end.
With the sound of a few gongs, the customers and stall owners in the market came and receded like the tide. Then the boys from each shop took tools to clean up according to the areas that had been divided in advance. , everything is so orderly.
"Ho...tui!"
In the butcher shop, Zou Guo counted the money with a smile, while Du San and others gathered aside and talked.
After a while, he counted the money. Zou Guo grinned and said to the others: "Three thousand nine hundred and eighty-six, which is a full two thousand yuan more than yesterday. Hahaha, we can count on it today." Wan Xiaotian is lucky."
"What does it have to do with you? Master Chu got the sesame paste." Du San curled his lips.
“That’s right.”
"You just lie down and make money."
"No, Master Chu got everything, rice, flour, grains and oils, watches, red and white sugar, sesame paste, which one is not in demand? You can put a dog on it and make a pancake. Sit and make a fortune.”
Others followed suit, one or two, with expressions full of jealousy, eager to take their place.
"Hey, you haven't left yet?" Chu Heng walked in at this time and said with a smile: "I heard that some of my brothers have made a fortune?"
"Haha, not all of them. By your light, besides, you are the one who makes us rich, and you also have stocks." An Rongyuan stood up quickly and gave up the stool under his butt: "Sit here."
"Okay." Chu Heng came up and sat down, looked at Zou Guo who was holding the money in his hand, and asked casually: "How much did you sell for?"
"Little four thousand." Zou Guo said with a smile.
“Hey, there are many young and old.” Chu Heng raised his eyebrows.
"It's a lot, but this..." Du San took out the cigarette and handed it to him, hesitatingly saying: "To be honest, Mr. Chu, I'm a little confused. The money in my hand now is more and more. There are more and more of them, but there is no place to spend them. I can only put them at home and wait for them to grow. You said I still want them now? What are you doing with so much money?”
“Oh, what the Third Master said comes to my heart.” Bi Jin, one of the Six Great Vajras, patted his thigh and said, “My hand. I now have a small amount of tens of thousands, and I don’t know how to spend it.”
"No."
"Haha, I never thought that one day we would be worried about too much money."
Du San's words immediately resonated with most people in the audience, and Regarding this, Chu Heng had already guessed that they would have this idea.
With the current environment in the country, they can’t even spend a hundred or ten yuan a month. They earn tens of thousands a year. Even if they divide the money and distribute it to their brothers, there will still be many young and old left. See Tianshou has so much money, but he still can't spend it, which makes everyone feel confused.
Hearing this, he rolled his eyelids and laughed and cursed: "How many days can all these talented girls have enough to eat? They even think that they dislike themselves for having so much money. But this is also a good thing. It means that our brothers So rich.”
"As for saying that this money has no place to use for the time being, I have a few ways to solve it. You might as well listen to it."