The 40 kilograms of rice almost made the rice pressing machine smoke. When the gathering dispersed in the evening, a group of people were still standing by the machine!
Not only the old man Tiantuan, but also several children from Xiaosong Village, whose faces were chapped in the winter and their cheeks were dark red, stood firm and refused to leave.
More determined than them are the contemporary netizens.
Throughout this afternoon, Qiaoqiao's job of holding bags was constantly being taken over by others. He took everyone around the market with his mobile phone, and finally returned here.
Up to now, the netizens who took the time to buy rice sticks are already full, while those who haven’t bought them are already numb with greed——
Isn’t it just not for sale? What's so surprising? In the past, most of the things I wanted to watch were not for sale!
They are all mature fans and should learn to restrain themselves.
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When the night gradually surged and the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared from the horizon, the rumbling machine finally stopped working.
Packs of rice sticks filled the plastic bags, tied tightly and placed on the roadside, while Qiaoqiao was settling with the stall owner——
"If I usually bring my own rice, I would pay 5 yuan for the labor fee for making a bag, but you see, the bag your family got today is so big, I will lose 5 yuan for sure."
< br>The man in the couple spoke with sincerity, as if he really didn't make a dime.
The wife also cooperated: "That's right! Look at your bag, it's three times as full as mine - but since you make more, we won't ask you for more money. A bag costs 12 yuan for handwork."
The couple worked together tacitly, and pointed at the still hot machine: "Look, the machine is almost broken after working on it all afternoon. "
Qiao Qiao glanced into the distance and admitted that their bags were indeed quite big, with a total of 45 bags made.
But...
The curious baby blinked curiously and asked curiously:
"If I don't do it today, won't other customers break the machine? When I come, you The machine never stopped! "
Ah this.
Look, when businessmen talk, why are they always picking out words? The boss grunted:
"Forget it, folks from the countryside, it's only ten yuan, it's really not profitable! How much money did I get for this afternoon!"
Qiao Qiao did the math and frowned immediately ——It costs him nine days of living expenses! He has no money!
So he also said: "But our rice is good, very fragrant and very attractive. Many people in the afternoon said that they will see you next time I go to the market..."
He is also very unskilled. He said: "You, you haven't paid the advertising fee yet!"
The boss frowned and realized that the boy in front of him was not easy to coax. I thought he had a simple mind, but his way of bargaining was very simple!
At this moment, I had no choice but to say: "Yes, you see your rice is so good, I didn't waste it at all... I stood there for one afternoon and each earned 200 yuan, which is all hard-earned money..."
Think Thinking about the wages of uncles and aunts at home, two hundred yuan seems really not enough——
“That’s not right!”
Qiao Qiao put her hands on her hips and said warily: “My mother said you pressed rice. The rods cost three yuan a bag. When you asked for the price for the first time, you asked for 12! Boss, you are so evil, my bag is not filled to four times!"
He said angrily: "I Now I will open the bag and count how many there are!”
"And your job is to press the rice stick, why do you say you are tired to raise the price for me!"
Boss:...
Just bargain normally, why are you so serious? Why did he really open the bag?
"Okay, okay!" The boss compromised: "Then what price did you say!"
Qiao Qiao became proud - he is indeed now Really know how to bargain!
So at this moment, he raised his head confidently: "For eight yuan, you can bring me a bag."
The boss looked at the row beside the car, and his expression became difficult.
In the end, the couple summed up: "Okay! 360 yuan! You can come to me next time to press the rice pole! Come on, I'll give you another call. If you call me later, I can come to your door to do it." He thought about it while making money, and then said: "Well, little brother, the next big gathering is on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. If you are free, try to bring rice over here! I'll give it to you. You are cheap..."
Not to mention anything else, I don’t know how many people asked for my phone number this afternoon. The boy in front of me was stupid as hell, but the rice he brought was so good!
It smells delicious, just look at the few children outside who refuse to leave!
And of these 360 yuan, I only earned 116 this morning!
Big customers, really big customers!
Qiao Qiao shook her head: "No going to the market! Our family is going to kill a pig on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Tomorrow is the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, so our family has to start preparations!"
Fried seeds, fried leaves, popcorn.
Also prepare pots and pans.
Choose a place to kill the pigs...ah, there are pigs too.
Qiao Qiao is so reluctant to let go! But... but the purpose of raising pigs at home is for food.
He had no choice but to hold back his sore nose. At this moment, he looked at Song Tan who was sitting in the car scrolling through his mobile phone, and then recovered——
My sister said she wouldn't let them feel the pain, she can definitely do it!
Although it’s a bit sad to eat pig, the pork is really delicious!
The boss and his wife were suddenly stunned, and then they were surprised: "What? Your family wants to kill pigs? Do you want to sell the pork?!"
These days, the government does not allow pigs to be raised at home. If they want to eat pork in the countryside, they have to buy it! The kind of delicious food that feeds pigs is hard to buy in rural areas.
If anyone wants to sell secretly, there will be many people in the city that day.
Now when they heard someone talk about killing pigs, the couple immediately became excited. When Qiao Qiao gave a positive answer, they could call their seventh aunt and eighth aunt when they went back tonight.
Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "No, if you don't sell it, it won't be enough for me."
He gestured: "If you want to hold a class reunion for me, come on. With so many people, the pigs will be eaten up in no time.”
Huh?
The couple looked at each other and made some calculations in their minds——
A class reunion must have at least thirty or fifty people, right?
How much meat can one pig produce?
Alas! No chance.
......
The bosses packed up the car, and Qiao Qiao finally packed up her things. Each of them carried two light bags and stuffed them into the car compartment, all looking satisfied.
Not only were they satisfied with their food in the afternoon, the old men also came home with a full load. Although I was still stopped, I also bought a lot of random things and took a lot of videos and photos.
Hey! But those old guys in the imperial capital are envious...hahahahaha!
There's nothing you can do about it. How can those of them be strong enough to endure long distances?
Now that the sky is getting darker, unknown birds begin to sound in the dark mountain forest.
While everyone was sitting in the car, they finally felt tired.
Before setting off, Qiaoqiao went back and opened a pack, counted a few children watching on the roadside, and then gave one to each of them.
“I remember giving it to you in the afternoon. Isn’t it that my rice sticks are so delicious?!”
He smiled, making several dark children next to him also laugh. .
As Lao Zhu and others watched through the car window, they couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths.
(End of this chapter)