Chapter 198 Buying Watermelon
Li Le, are they hot? It's quite hot, but compared to those workers, I don't know how many times better it is.
No matter how hot the weather is, workers still have to work, and they do it in the workshop. You must know that the temperature in the workshop is very high.
Ordinary workshops are fine, let alone places like textile factories, steel rolling mills, steel plants, etc.
Let's put it this way, even if it is not a steel rolling mill, a place like a steel plant, as long as it is a factory with machinery, the temperature inside the workshop is several times higher than outside.
But you still have to work when it's so hot, and you can't work less, or even be lazy.
After breakfast, Li Le and Ma Feng went out on their tricycles, of course to collect waste.
To be honest, it's not a good day to collect scraps. It's too hot.
Li Le broke out in a sweat not long after he went out. He had no choice but to find a shade under a big tree.
Not to mention, it felt much more comfortable, and there was a slight breeze. Li Le took out the banana fan from his waist.
Fanning the wind to drive away mosquitoes, he yelled: "Collect scraps! Sell the rags?"
This big tree is on the side of the street. There are many family homes nearby, and there are also many elderly people enjoying the shade under the big tree.
It can be considered a good place! Not only is it a good place to cool off alone, it is also a good place to collect waste.
"Are there any rags for sale? Toothpaste covers, tattered books, old newspapers."
"Young man, how much does a pound of used books cost?" an old lady asked.
"Old lady, two hundred and one pounds of old books."
"It's only two hundred and one catty! It's too cheap." The old lady shook her head.
For such an old man, Li Le is also helpless. The price of used books is this, and if the price is higher, he will lose money.
"I said to Mrs. Yang, the price offered by this young man is not low. You can't pay so much when you sell it to others!" an old man said to the old lady.
It seems that there are still people who understand. To be honest, the price offered by Li Le is indeed not low. Many rag collectors even charge 150 kilograms!
"You think the offer is high, are you going to sell it?" the old lady said to the old man.
"You..." The old man shook his head and stopped arguing.
I guess I feel it’s unnecessary! Also, as the saying goes, a good man doesn't fight with women, so it would be unworthy for him to quarrel with an old lady.
Li Le smiled and nodded at the old man, thanking him for speaking up for him.
"Collect scrap!"
"Sell the junk?"
After staying outside all morning, I didn't receive much, but Li Le was exhausted from the heat.
So Li Le plans to go home. How comfortable it is to go home! Eat something and take a nap with the fan blowing on.
Just as Li Le was riding his tricycle home, he met two old men pulling a cart of watermelons.
Li Le's eyes lit up and he quickly caught up and asked, "Old man, are you selling this watermelon?"
Now, unlike in later generations, there is watermelon to eat at the beginning of summer, either brought from the south or grown in greenhouses.
In this era, watermelons were grown after the wheat harvest, or in wheat fields, and would not mature until July at the earliest.
When the two old men heard someone asking, they stopped quickly, looked at Li Le and said, "Yes, young man, do you want to buy watermelon?"
The two old men were wearing very shabby clothes, and their toes were exposed from their shoes. They were probably farmers farming in the suburbs. Now that the watermelons have arrived, they have come to the city to sell them.
"Yes, buy watermelon." Li Le nodded.
"How many do you want? I'll get them for you." The old man asked quickly.
"Uh!" Li Le was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man and asked, "Is this just a matter of sale?"
To be honest, Li Le has never met anyone who sells things. Whether they are selling watermelons or vegetables, everyone always talks about the weight.
Li Le's words made the two old people very embarrassed. At this time, how could Li Le not understand what was going on? It was probably because the old people did not have a scale at home.
"Okay, let's discuss it! How much is one?" "Three thousand each."
"Three thousand a piece, so cheap?"
You must know that the watermelons of this era were very large, with thick skin, and it was normal for one to weigh more than ten or twenty pounds.
Of course, it is also because of this that watermelons are not that sweet, unlike the small watermelons that were improved in later generations.
Although it is not that sweet, it is still a rare item to relieve the heat! Soak a watermelon in well water, open one when it's hot, and eat it when it's cool.
"It's not cheap either. It originally cost 200 yuan per catty, but these are a little smaller, about 16 or 7 jins each, so they sell for 3,000 yuan each," the old man said.
"Okay! So, can you help me send it home? I'm ready to take them all."
Li Le is not trying to be cheap! But it’s not easy to see two old people. It’s such a hot day. It’s a hot day and there’s no telling when the watermelons will be sold out.
Also, the Li Le family has a relatively large population, so a cart of watermelons can only last a few days.
There's nothing I can do about it, they're all big boys, and they're all very good at eating. A large watermelon weighing more than ten kilograms might not be enough to eat even if you open one.
"Do you want them all?" the old man looked at Li Le in surprise and asked.
"Yes, I want them all. I have a lot of people in my family, and they are all young people. It's okay to eat more."
Hearing what Li Le said, the old man nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, it can be delivered to your home."
"Okay, you can follow me!" After Li Le said this, he pushed the tricycle and walked ahead.
The reason why Li Le pushed him was because if he rode, even if he slowed down, it would still be faster than walking.
In this case, the two old men would probably have to run to catch up with him, so they could only push him away.
Fortunately, it wasn't too far away. Twenty minutes later, we arrived at Li Le's house.
At this time, Ma Feng and the others also came back. These guys came back earlier than Li Le.
"Old man, please wait a moment. I'll ask someone to come over and help." After speaking, Li Le pushed the tricycle into the yard.
Then he shouted to the room: "Come out of here and help me quickly."
"Brother, what's wrong?" Li Daila ran out first and asked.
"I bought a cart full of watermelons. You guys can help push them in."
"What? Buy a cart full of watermelons?" Li Daila looked at Li Le and asked.
I’ve bought watermelon before! At most ten or twenty, this is the first time I buy a car at once.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
"Oh! Okay."
A few guys ran out quickly and quickly helped the two old men push the frame truck in.
"Yanhan, pour some sugar water for the two old people." Li Le said to Zhao Yanhan.
"Okay Brother Le."
"No, no, we're not thirsty." The old man waved his hand quickly and said.
"It doesn't matter, old man. You've sweated so much, how can you not be thirsty?"
At this time, Zhao Yanhan had already come out with two bowls of sugar water.
"Uncle, aunt, drink some water!"
"Thanks!"
Seeing the water, the two old men pursed their lips, thanked them and took it.
"Ma Feng, you guys move the watermelons into the house, Yanran, you count."
(End of chapter)