Chapter 481 The boy who picked up the car

Chapter 481 The boy who picked up the car

Not to mention Wang Jusheng, Chen Ling could not imagine this situation.

I am honest and don't show off at home.

This... How can I look like a big star all of a sudden? Life is full of surprises, some surprises but no surprises.

Fortunately, people now just want to see the excitement and see what he, a young boy who has become quite famous in the past two years, looks like. Is he a ferocious man, or is he three-headed and six-armed?

It is completely different from the star-chasers of later generations.

Not as crazy as groupies.

In addition, the leaders of the township also knew him, so he shouted from the loudspeaker and the crowd quickly dispersed.

Chen Ling was ashamed and really didn't want to be in such limelight.

Secretly warned myself to be more low-key in the future.

The weather is nice today.

After leaving the township government and Changle Township, there were quite a few pedestrians on the road.

Cyclists, donkey riders, cart drivers...

They are scattered here and there, and you can bump into one at a distance, passing by Chen Ling's tractor.

Most of them carry goods.

The busy farming period is now over.

There is no need to guard that three-quarter acre of land all day long.

Everyone either makes a small living or finds a place to work for others, all in order to make money.

Although there are many people going out to work this year, many people are reluctant to travel far away from home.

So I ran around looking for some small business that I could do and make money right now.

"Dad! Dad!"

As we got farther and farther away from Changle Township, the business road got closer and closer, and the mountain road gradually became wider, Ruirui pulled his clothes and shouted.

"What's wrong? Peeing or pooping?"

"That, that..."

Rui Rui's chubby little hand pointed to the right.

"What?"

Chen Ling thought that this brat had discovered another small mountain bird and beast and wanted to chase it.

As a result, I turned my head to the back of the car. As soon as I turned around, I heard someone shouting:

"Erheizi, what are you doing? Why are you stealing someone else's car?"

It turned out to be a tall, thin, black, monkey-like boy, riding a dilapidated 28-inch big bar, holding the tractor in one hand and the handlebar of the bicycle in the other. He was following the tractor and hitching a ride.

"Er Heizi, let go."

The other one is also riding a bicycle, but he is obviously a few years older and is about the same age as Chen Ling.

The two of them had two large bamboo baskets and a large net bag behind their cars.

"Huh? Aren't you that one? From Sinier's family?"

Chen Ling glanced at the young man who was similar to himself and felt that he looked very familiar. After thinking about it again, This seems to be the son-in-law of Sinier's family.

"Uh, Uncle Fugui? It's you."

The young man from Yangtougou also recognized Chen Ling instantly and felt a little embarrassed immediately.

Then he scolded the half-grown man: "Er Heizi, put your fucking hands away. This is Chen Wangzhuang's rich uncle. If you dare to steal his car, be careful and I'll beat you up when you get back." "

"Brother, I'm so tired after riding so far."

The skinny black monkey-like boy suddenly cried out in awe, and at the same time looked at Chen Ling boldly: "Well, Uncle, are you from my sister-in-law's side? Can I pick up a section of the road? "

"Haha, okay, you can cut it for a while. It's okay. I'll drive slower."

Chen Ling nodded with a smile.

The half-year-old boy is still young after all. Hearing this, he immediately beamed with joy and shouted happily: "Brother, did you see? This uncle asked me to pick up the car."

To pick up the car, one meaning is Refers to car bandits and road bullies who steal goods from trains and cars.

The word "pickpocketing" should be pronounced as "climbing". Pickpocketing means "stealing something".

As for car pickpockets, which are common in the countryside, there is no such thing as stealing.

It’s like taking a ride along the way.

Very common in these days.

It is common even in counties and cities.

There are many people who don’t have money to buy a ticket to go home and pick up buses, tractors and large trucks.

Some drivers will curse when they see this.

But some drivers will not stop them even if they know about it. They will acquiesce and give them a ride with good intentions.

Some people with better intentions will even let people get into the car, fearing that it will be dangerous to pick up the car outside.

Chen Ling had done this before.

So he saw the behavior of this young man.

Not only was there no anger or resistance, but my heart was filled with memories.

This era has its so-called ‘barbarism and backwardness’, but it also has its own unique innocence.

Happiness seems very simple.

"Huh? Where is the person?"

Chen Ling was distracted and found that the two people behind him were missing.

Wouldn't something happen if they just let them pick up the car?

It shouldn’t be.

The road is so wide.

My driving speed is not very fast, so how can something happen if I drive steadily?

I was about to stop the tractor and take a look.

I saw Sinier's son-in-law and his half-grown boy pedaling hard on the car to follow.

The thin, black, monkey-like boy took out two peaches from nowhere and gestured to hand them over, "Uncle, here you go, give them to the baby."

Then he said He said with a smile: "At noon, I stole a few from other people's peach orchards on the way. They have been washed and the peaches are very sweet."

The young man has no scheming ideas and writes about everything. On the face, even expressing gratitude is so simple and direct.

Chen Ling would not refute his kindness, so he took it with his hand.

He asked his son to hold one, and when he got it, he held the steering wheel with one hand and started to chew the peach with one hand.

Next to her, Sinier's son-in-law was helpless and kept reminding him: "I told you this is the rich uncle of Chen Wangzhuang..."

"Brother, what are you mumbling about? "

The half-grown man was holding the tractor with one hand, facing the mountain wind, and turned around and smiled coolly: "You can come with me to pick up the truck. It's exciting and cool." At this time, Chen Ling finished the peach in two mouthfuls and spat out the peach core. He turned around and said to them: "I pulled a cart of things today. The back bucket is piled high and full, otherwise I could carry you directly."

"Wow, uncle, you are so kind."

The performance of the cousins ​​made Sinier's son-in-law even more helpless: "...this is Uncle Fugui, the uncle from your sister-in-law's family, our own family, what do you think? Okay?”

He repeated it several times.

Erheizi finally came to his senses.

Paused for a moment, as if thinking about this.

Then he suddenly raised his head and exclaimed: "Uncle Fugui from my sister-in-law's family? He is Chen Fugui from Chenwangzhuang? Why are you so young?"

Then his eyes suddenly changed from the simple kindness and enthusiasm just now to Fervent worship.

Wow, he yelled: "Uncle, I heard, you shot a tiger a while ago, right?"

Good guy, he started to mention this matter again as soon as he opened his mouth.

It can be seen that Wu Song’s killing of tigers is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people than anything else.

If he really plays Wu Song and appears on TV, then he might as well never go home again.

It’s so boring to go home and have people watch you like monkeys.

However, the young man's enthusiastic admiration still made Chen Ling a little excited and willing to say a few more words.

Have a brief chat.

Sinier’s son-in-law also gradually relaxed, and his serious expression turned into a smile.

He admired Chen Ling at first, but since he learned about the relationship between Chen Ling and his father-in-law Wang Lixian's family, his admiration has actually turned into awe.

I haven’t seen him even a few times in the past six months.

Wang Lixian always saw Chen Ling when his family was busy with farm work or something happened.

But it does not hinder his respect for Chen Ling.

That’s why I take this meeting a little seriously, and don’t want my little cousin to jump around in front of others.

"What are you two brothers doing? Sheephead Valley is not close to here!"

"We are going to collect chickens on the mountain over there in Fenglei Town."

"Collecting chickens? "

"Yes, my brothers collected the chickens and sold them on the same day. After collecting them, we took a boat to the city and sold them to the roast chicken shop in the city."

" Oh? This deal sounds good!”

Chen Ling raised his eyebrows, thinking that in addition to yellow beef, roast chicken is a major specialty here.

In later generations, yellow beef has disappeared, but roast chicken still exists, and it has even been featured in food documentaries.

It has a history of thousands of years.

At this time, to be honest, the local roast chicken is more prosperous than in later generations.

The reason is simple.

Later generations developed rapidly, food was diverse, and people had too many things to choose from.

Now, the delicacy that many locals can think of at once is roast chicken.

After making money, I look forward to having a roast chicken to satisfy my craving.

Can it not be prosperous?

“Chickens are very cheap in the mountains over Fenglei Town, and eggs are also cheap. Let me tell you the truth, uncle, once, my brother visited several villages and collected a large basket of eggs. As a result, I accidentally fell down the mountain and broke half of the basket, but it was still profitable to take it to the city.”

Erheizi chuckled.

Sinier’s son-in-law also said: “When I got home, my uncle’s family was very happy with the eggs. They fried them and steamed them. They made half a pot and ate them for several meals.”

After all, I can’t bear to throw away the broken eggs.

Broken ones, those that haven’t leaked too much, and those that can be taken back.

It was all broken into pieces and roasted over a fire on the spot.

Nothing is wasted.

“It’s hard to get eggs now, but chickens are okay, and you can make money.”

“That’s true, you are quite good at collecting chickens. Our city’s roasted chickens are famous for their good quality. It’s also stable to collect chickens from the mountains and sell them.”

“Wow, uncle, you think this business is okay, then we will feel more confident, and we will have to work hard in the future.”
< br>In their minds, and in various rumors in the past two years, Chen Ling is the most profitable.

With his approval, their confidence suddenly became stronger.

It's like taking a shot of chicken blood.

Driving such a long journey, having a companion to talk to along the way can also relieve the boredom of traveling.

However, the two of them did not carry Chen Ling's car all the way to Fenglei Town. They stopped as soon as they entered the village below Fenglei Town, and began to turn from the mountain road into the small road, going up the mountain and down the slope towards the village. The chicken is gone.

In fact, after chatting with them, Chen Ling also had some ideas about what to do with his chickens and ducks in the future.

But after careful consideration and careful consideration, for the time being, my chickens, ducks and geese mainly rely on selling eggs. Although the quality of the meat is also high, there is no need to be too anxious when it comes to selling in large quantities.

Just keep this in mind for now.

At the same time, I feel a little sad that it is really not easy for people to make some money at this time.

For example, my second uncle, Wang Qingzhong, followed the packhorse team from village to village, selling and selling grain. Sometimes they themselves could not count how many roads they had to walk and how many mountains they had to climb in a day. .

The same goes for Sinier’s son-in-law. After collecting chickens in the village, when he has collected enough, he has to go to the city immediately.

One is collected and the other is sold. This trip takes at least three days to go back and forth.

Of course.

Hard work pays off, and it’s faster than farming to make money.

In these years, due to the underdeveloped information technology, information exchange is infrequent.

Prices are very opaque.

The price difference of goods can be very wide.

Things deep in the mountains are especially cheap. Once they are resold in the city, they can easily be multiplied several times.

Just like Er Heizi said, his cousin broke half a basket of eggs and made a small fortune in the city.

So...

Work harder, work harder, be satisfied and willing to make money, and even be full of energy. You can even work several times a month without feeling tired.

"If I didn't have a cave, and I didn't have a dream to know my past life, would this be the same?"

Looking at his son who was holding a small kettle and mumbling incessantly, Chen Ling smiled casually.

Why do you think so much? It’s just fine now.

(End of this chapter)