Chapter 68 Golden Age (2)
It was a face similar to that of a middle-aged old man.
Jiang Weiguo has 6 brothers. It is obvious who Chef Jiang of the state-owned restaurant is.
Jiang Feng froze on the spot, his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, and he stared blankly at Master Jiang, feeling a turmoil in his heart.
With this look, and his surname being Jiang, there’s no mistaking him!
The old man still has relatives alive!
Worked as a chef in a state-owned hotel in the provincial capital of Shu in 1987!
Master Jiang was holding a plate of braised pork in his hand, smiling. He was a little chubby, but much thinner than the middle-aged old man.
Jiang Feng wanted to take another look, but he was hit by an invisible wall and asked him to catch up with Han Guishan.
Jiang Feng had no choice but to give up, secretly memorized the signature style of the state-owned hotel, and staggered forward to catch up with Han Guishan.
When he was young, Han Guishan only accepted death and walked to County Y if he said he would go to County Y. Wang Jing said that there was a 60-mile journey, and most of it was mountain roads. The mountain roads were rugged and difficult to walk without shoes. Not to mention that Han Guishan was carrying two large snakeskin bags of goods, which was even more difficult.
In his memory, Jiang Feng never felt tired, hungry or thirsty. Apart from the difficulty of walking and some obstacles, he had no sense of the length of the journey.
Han Guishan was different. He was actually walking, wearing the new cloth shoes that his fifth sister had given him. He was worried that the shoes would be worn out on the mountain road so he took them off. He walked all night. When it was dawn, Han Guishan Finally arrived at the county seat.
Compared with the provincial capital, Y County is much shabby. Han Guishan's feet already had thick calluses that were still bleeding from the stones and weeds on the road. As if he didn't feel it, he casually patted the mud off his feet and put on his shoes.
It was still very early, and Han Guishan was sitting on the street waiting for the shops to open.
He uneasily opened the snakeskin bag repeatedly to look at the goods inside.
After waiting for who knows how long, people started to go out and shops started to open. Jiang Feng thought that Han Guishan would go from house to house like he did in the provincial capital before, but instead he stopped an old lady in shabby clothes.
"Auntie, I would like to ask if you have any wild vegetable dumplings at home. Can you sell me a few?" Han Guishan stopped the old lady and asked.
The aunt was stunned for a moment, then carefully looked at Han Guishan's whole body several times.
Han Guishan's attire was not fashionable in Shenzhen City, but it was considered fashionable in Y County. Although he was dusty and embarrassed, and the two snakeskin bags in his hands were also very messy, it was enough for his aunt to give him a little trust.
"My family only has corn flour, but not fine grains like white flour. It costs ten cents each." The aunt said loudly.
"Okay, okay, I just want cornmeal, five of them." Han Guishan had no money to go to the restaurant to buy dry food.
"My son is at home. Don't mess around. Just wait here." The aunt warned.
The aunt hurried home, and not long after, she brought over a coarse cloth bag containing five small cornmeal and wild vegetable balls. After taking the money, the aunt took the coarse cloth away, fearing that Han Guishan would regret it and ran away.
Han Guishan ate two dumplings on the spot and choked a little. He took out a towel and wrapped the remaining three dumplings, and dragged the snakeskin bag inside.
Han Guishan asked many people in succession which of the nearby villages was farther and more remote. He also begged for a bowl of water from a house. He also sold a tin frog for 3 yuan at a house where he was still begging for water.
After asking about a dozen people, Han Guishan selected a village and set off again.
This walk lasted for more than two days, and it was more difficult than the previous night walk. Almost all of it was mountain roads, small roads, and there were some dirt roads at the beginning, but in the end it was all wild roads made by human feet. On the way, he met a river and stopped to drink some water. When it got dark, he ate a corn dumpling. Except when he was too sleepy to walk late at night, he would just find a tree to lean against and sleep for a few hours without resting. Keep walking.
Jiang Feng had some doubts as to whether he was going by the map he got when asking for directions or by his feeling. There was no sign of people living on this road at all. He was even a little afraid that Han Guishan would get lost in the barren mountains and old forests. .
At this time, there were still many barren mountains in Shu.
In this way, Han Guishan walked for two more days.
Because he only slept late at night, and he was in the mountains, Jiang Feng did not dare to go far. Han Guishan slept against a tree, and Jiang Feng sat next to him in a daze.
He couldn't even guess what Han Guishan was thinking.
Just because of Wang Jing's words, he traveled across mountains and rivers, determined to go to the most remote and farthest village that even the salesman was unwilling to go.
Jiang Feng doesn't want to think about anything else now. He just hopes that this memory can last until Han Guishan returns to the provincial capital. He hopes that Han Guishan can go to that state-owned hotel again so that he can make a good judgment on the location of the state-owned hotel so that he can go back to find his relatives.
In the early morning of the third day, Han Guishan woke up, ate the last dumpling, and continued on the road carrying the snakeskin bag.
He made no noise or spoke along the way, not even talking to himself. He was like a silent wooden man who only kept moving forward.
In the middle of the afternoon, Jiang Feng finally saw the village.
This kind of village in the mountains cannot enter not only motor vehicles, but also bicycles. You have to rely on your feet to get in and out. On weekdays, no outsiders come at all.
There was a child playing in the mud at the entrance of the village. When Han Guishan saw this, he dragged his snakeskin bag forward and said cheerfully: "My dear, I am a salesman. I would like to ask if this is the Anhe Production Brigade?"
When the child playing in the mud heard the word "seller", he jumped up and did not answer his question at all. He ran back to the village like a cannonball, shouting as he ran: "The salesman is here, the salesman is here." ! ”
Han Guishan was frightened by him.
After a while, the entrance to the village was filled with people, and everyone was watching Han Guishan just like they were watching Panda.
No, this is Sichuan, and traders like Han Guishan may be even rarer than Panda.
"Where is the salesman? I am the captain here." The captain, who was in his fifties but looked much older than his actual age, shouted at the top of his voice before the villagers made way for him.
"Hello, I'm the salesman, ah, no, my surname is Han, and I'm here to sell goods." Han Guishan saw that the production team leader was actually here, and said quickly, "Is this the Anhe Production Team?"
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Han Guishan spoke, and the crowd who had been watching quietly boiled as if a bomb had been thrown into the pond.
"It's really a salesman. How many years has it been since we had a salesman in our village?"
"What do you think this salesman sells? Does he sell soap?"
"Mom, I want some candy."
"Anhe Brigade is more remote than our village. Why is he going to Anhe Brigade?"
"You said..."
"Ahem!" The captain coughed loudly twice, and everyone became quiet. It seems that the captain is quite prestigious among the villagers, "Mr. Han, the Anhe production brigade still has to walk more than ten miles to the west. Lu, we are a barley production brigade, where are you going to visit your relatives?”
"No, I sell goods." Han Guishan said.
The crowd was commotion again.
"Why go to Anhe Brigade? The sales are so good here!"
"That's right, Anhe Brigade is so poor. How can they afford to buy anything? What is this salesman thinking?"
"Ahem." The captain signaled everyone to be quiet, and said to Han Guishan with a smile: "Han Guishan, you may not know much about our situation here. The Anhe Brigade had a bad harvest last year and you may not be able to sell it there. Look at our place. How? ”
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the brigade leader. In the past few years, the production brigade has not had a bad harvest. However, in their remote and remote place with poor mountains and rivers, there is no supply and marketing cooperative. The nearest supply and marketing cooperative has to walk a day and night on mountain roads. Finally a foreign salesman arrived, how could he let him go to the Anhe Brigade for nothing.
Jiang Feng stood aside, feeling a little funny when he saw the captain and Han Guishan talking about something else without getting to the point. The two of them were doing Tai Chi in front of everyone.
Han Guishan has been walking on the mountain road for two days, and his brain has been enlightened. He has learned to wait for the price. Yesterday’s update was simply... I changed the chapter content today
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