Chapter 558 558. Can the car still seat people?
Professor Song always felt that he was still young and his physique was no worse than that of the young men. But tonight, looking at the people crowding around the pond, he wisely did not challenge himself. Instead, he found a spot and stood there steadily, watching his students with fish scales on their faces and their bodies covered with mud. ...
Well, don’t say it, it’s quite emotional.
It has the atmosphere of simple pioneering when I was young.
The difference is that when he was young, he was a strong laborer, but now he is a swinger...
"Uncle, why don't you grab the fish? Can't you squeeze in?"
On the side, Xiao Cai, who had successfully paid the price after becoming famous and just waiting to kill the fish, looked at him curiously.
Professor Song: ...ah?
Fortunately, Xiao Cai doesn’t need his answer now. He is just immersed in his own success and looking for someone to share it with:
“Actually, it’s okay if you don’t grab it. This fish, what? You can buy it at any time, but this one is just a little bit delicious, nothing special... Look at me, my mother still insists on buying something worth 10,000 yuan, which is unreasonable, let me tell you, 8,000 yuan! If two people eat it slowly for a few months, they will almost be fine.”
"Hey, uncle, how did you know about this place? Did you also know about it from Mr. Zhao in the market? Oh, did you grab eggs recently? Ten yuan each. You said my salary of three to four thousand a month is enough. How many can you eat?”
“This is so evil!”
Professor Song: ...Is it possible, girl, I haven’t even had a chance to say a word yet!
But Xiao Cai didn't care at all whether he said anything or not.
Is the point about speaking? Of all the people in Yuncheng, only this small group in front of me knows about this treasure shop!
And among this small group of people, there is also a small group of people who immediately spent money to buy a large amount of inventory without hesitation!
This kind of mobility, this cool view of money!
What does this mean?
This means that I am already at the forefront of contemporary young people!
If there is a flaw, it is that the treasure shop should not be shared, and it is inevitable to feel a little disappointed.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be showing off to the uncle here.
Professor Song remained silent.
He just remained silent, suddenly doubting the meaning of his coming here.
After all, if you can sell fish with this kind of attitude, then this company can make money by spreading grass seeds, right? There’s no need to take care of the grass seeds yet!
His face was dark, and he suddenly couldn't find the meaning of life, which made Xiao Cai feel a little embarrassed - was he showing off too much? This old man didn’t squeeze in at first sight!
But if she had to squeeze in and queue up again... Xiao Cai saw that everyone's enthusiasm had not subsided at all, and she didn't dare to make such big talk at the moment.
But this uncle's expression was really bad...
She had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Uncle, you..."
Professor Song sighed: "It's nothing. I just think this company can make money by spreading grass seeds. I really don't know what I'm doing here."
Speaking of grass seeds, Xiao Cai also nodded and couldn't help but drooled a little: "That's all. Those who can come here are all old customers - uncle, you also bought wild vegetables and vetch at the vegetable market in the first place, right? ”
"Oh, the milkvetch they have, my mother said it was the grass seeds used to feed cattle and fertilize the fields. I just bought it back, whether it is pickled or stir-fried, it is very delicious!"
"That's all it was at that time. Wild vegetables, 20 per catty, 20 per catty, I have to pay several catties a day!”
In the past six months, I have really had no salary left, and I have paid it all.
Of course, it was also because she actively paid for groceries that Cai’s mother was willing to give a down payment for a car...
Professor Song:...! ! !
You can actually make money by spreading grass seeds!
Then, is it really useful for them to come? !
……
The sun finally sets.
The wind beside the pond finally had a hint of coolness.
The hustle and bustle on the shore gradually faded away, and the air was filled with the smell of heat and blood. Regular customers were dragging plastic bags to the tricycle, while Wu Lei and Zhang Wang were taking people and fish back to the yard... There was no way, the water in the pond was not clean enough - even at the beginning It’s clean, and it’s not enough to go through thousands of catties of fish now.
Everyone simply kills the fish and throws it away for disposal, and then takes it back to the yard for a good rinse and cleanup.
The time is getting later and later, there are fewer and fewer people, and the light is getting darker and darker.
Song Sancheng numbly twisted his waist to cast the net. When he pulled back hard, he finally felt that the fishing net was empty. At this moment, he was deeply relieved.
"No more!"
He shouted happily, as if this was not his own business.
Not only him, but several villagers who were helping on the side were also very tired. At this moment, holding their waists and panting, they were crying with joy:
"This pond is gone! Sold out!" "
Lao Zhao, who was waiting numbly, finally heard the sound of nature and jumped up: "Hahaha, it's gone, isn't it? It's my turn!"
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He waited so hard!
Song Sancheng's waist was shaking and his arms were shaking. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's already this time. Why don't you rest here and go fishing to the market early tomorrow morning?" District.”
Old Zhao: Huh huh huh? ? ?
That’s right!
Why is he waiting here for the night? After selling fish at night, he didn’t even have a place to wash his car!
After thinking about it, I could only rejoice: "Fortunately, your family sells fish at night. If it were sold in the morning, it would be over. There will definitely be more and more people, and it won't be my turn."
Song Sancheng He wiped his sweat and smiled honestly.
He thought to himself: Tan Tan said selling fish at night, wasn't it to let everyone make a quick decision and save money? Otherwise, with so many people coming in the morning and leaving at noon, not to mention shopping, we can’t even afford a cup of tea for each person...
There is really nothing to sell at home, so we can’t waste time entertaining them!
Besides, there are too many people, too many!
...
Song Tan thought well.
Selling fish at night is indeed much more efficient. When I think of having to wash the car, collect the fish, and give gifts when I get home, everyone's pace speeds up.
Otherwise, fishing starts at five o’clock, and there might still be people rushing here at eight o’clock now! Where can it be so efficient?
Although it is indeed a bit busy...
In fact, everyone waiting on the shore has almost finished buying. Those who are waiting to leave now are purely fishermen.
I think back when I was eating five, six, seven or eight bowls of lunch in this pond every day, these fish were not given any respect. Are you okay now? For a mere 40 yuan, I’ll catch you all!
Especially Brother Ni Loach. He spent 15,000 on the blood tonight, and spent all his private money on his top-grade fishing rod, just to avenge his shame!
Probably I was too excited to buy it. At this moment, there are not only all kinds of big fish, but also miscellaneous fish and shrimps, as well as a bunch of loaches, snails and water chestnuts as gifts (they were just caught in a net and I didn’t care. Divided)...
Brother Ni Loach was so proud that he showed off to the entire circle of friends until his wife sent a voice message:
"Li Qiu, can you do a more reliable job every day? I can tolerate the stinky fishing, but you still bought so many fish today? Will anyone be able to live in this house in the future?"
< br>"I have to drive back to my hometown early tomorrow morning. Just say, the car caught a fish this late in the night. Can anyone seat me tomorrow?!"
Hey, I'm asking for leave on May 7th. Because I feel like a sheep when I have a fever every night (yes, it checks for omissions and fills in the gaps. Although it is late, it arrives. It reminds me of me...)
I will write tomorrow during the day.
Good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)