Zhang Lanmei looks at her younger brother in surprise, because his younger brother, like his name, has always been modest, polite and clean. She is kind to other people, not to mention her parents. It's the first time that she talks to her parents like this.
Hu Jin'e was also frightened by Zhang Qian Xiu and said quickly, "Xiao Xiu, don't worry about this matter. Your sister is old and will marry sooner or later. Who is not to marry? The conditions of the Han family are good, and they can enjoy happiness even if they marry. That's a good thing. "
"Mom, I said that my sister's marriage must be decided by herself!" Zhang Qianxiu said.
Zhang Aibing saw that his son's serious illness had not yet healed. He forced down his anger and said in a low voice: "I've accepted the betrothal gift. Another day, the people of the Han family will come to propose marriage. It's settled."
"Take it and return it!" Zhang Qianxiu didn't know if his father really accepted it, but even if he did, he would return it.
"You're not in charge of this family yet!" Zhang Aibing's tone improved a little bit. He picked up his own dry tobacco bag, got up, picked up a hoe in the corner, strode past Zhang Qian's self-cultivation and went down to the ground.
Zhang Qianxiu insisted on not letting his sister marry. Later, his father ignored him and took his words in the cold.
Zhang Lanmei has given up resistance. Her younger brother fights for her. She is very happy and grateful. He hopes that his father can understand himself like his younger brother.
But this is just a kind of extravagant hope. This idea is the "product" left by the times. My father's idea is also the idea of the vast majority of parents in rural areas today.
Zhang Lanmei waits like a walking corpse every day, waiting for the day when the Han family comes to propose marriage. On the contrary, the hard work can make her feel her existence.
Zhang Qianxiu drags his sickly body out every day. Sometimes he even carries two rice balls in plastic bags. He doesn't come back for lunch. No one knows what he does outside every day.
Perhaps because of walking around every day, Zhang Qianxiu's body is getting better and better day by day. He has lost the feeling of weakness.
Going to the market is a local custom. In fact, there are many places in the country, but there are differences in the way and rules of the fair.
Hemu town is divided into five market areas within the scope of the town. Every 1 and 6 in the end of the lunar calendar is in one place, 2 and 7 in one place, and so on.
Zhang Qianxiu helped a rice dealer in the market and said that he had helped for two or three days for free.
Zhang Qian corrected his name to an old man in his early 70s: "Sixteen Jin and three Liang, good rice!"
The rice collector took a look and said that he counted five yuan and seventy cents from his pocket and handed it to the old man: "uncle, five yuan and seventy, please count it."
The old man took the money. His hand was very unskillful. He slowly counted the three pieces of money, with a smile on his face: "yes... Yes, thank you very much!"
"It's OK, sir!" The rice collector laughed: "take your time!"
Zhang Qianxiu poured the rice into the basket behind him and returned the bag to the old man.
When the old man walked away, the rice collector said, "Xiao Zhang, time is almost up. I'll order two bowls of noodles and have some together later."
Zhang Qianxiu immediately said, "no, I'll go back to eat. My home is not far away."
Shoumi boss smile: "you help me for a few days, you find a place to eat every day, I see, today I invite you."
Zhang Qianxiu was a little embarrassed. Now that everyone had said it, Zhang Qianxiu was not polite: "OK, thank you brother Liu!"
"Thank you, wait!" With that, the rice collector went to a noodle and wonton stall not far away.
Zhang Qianxiu has been out for so many days in a row. He comes to the market every day. He goes wherever the market is.
Although he has the experience of his last life and the understanding of the future development trend, those experiences and understanding are generally the same.
It's no use knowing. It can't solve Zhang Qianxiu's urgent need.
Zhang Qianxiu felt that it should be a good time to make money in this era.
But if you really want to find a business that doesn't need money or needs less money, there are many people doing it and the profit is very low; For those with high profits, a few people do it, and the competition is small, but they need a lot of money, or they need relationships, and ordinary people can't do it at all.
As a result, people at the lower level can't find a way to make money. People at the upper level have resources and connections, and can make a lot of money.
Zhang Qianxiu is now the son of an ordinary farmer. He has no resources, contacts or money. He can only find his own way.
Zhang Qianxiu, who had no clue, used the most stupid method and spent two or three days in the market. He had the courage to ask a lot of vendors whether they could make money in business. If he asked directly, he would be despised. However, when Zhang Qianxiu asked more, some people told him.
Zhang Qianxiu's data may not be accurate, but he also has a general direction.
Selling vegetables (vegetables that are not planted or grown in rural areas), selling fruits, buying clothes, etc. all require certain costs, but also bear the risk of loss. Finally, he fell in love with the rice industry. Rice dealers are fast in and fast out, earning a price difference.
At present, the price of rice in the county seat is about 50 to 60 cents, but if you go to the countryside or the market to collect rice, the price is about 30 to 40 cents, depending on the quality of the rice.
Zhang Qianxiu made a special trip to the county for more than 30 miles. He asked the owners of grain and oil stores in the whole county. They all said that the price of rice depends on the quality of rice, which is more than 40 cents. The owners of grain and oil stores earn more than 10 cents.
Zhang Qianxiu also wanted to sell it directly to the county residents to maximize the interests, but it would be very troublesome to do so.
First, there are many gangsters in the county who collect protection fees. Now there is no place for you to say that most of the people who open shops in L County have paid protection fees. If you call the police, the gangsters run away immediately when they see the police coming. When they come back to you, you can't bear to smash anything.
As for whether there are other ways for gangsters to collect protection fees, no one can tell.
Second, there was not enough time. It was too late to get to the county from the market, and he had to come back.
Third, if he sets up a stall occasionally, the owner of the grain and oil store will have no problem. After all, many farmers will set up a stall in order to sell more money. If they can't sell it, they will sell it to the owner of the grain and oil store at a low price. If he set up a stall every day to rob the business of the grain and oil store, if he can't sell it one day, will the owner of the grain and oil store deliberately run on him and refuse to accept his rice? He can't carry the rice back. If he doesn't carry it back, he has no place to live. It's not cheap to stay in a hotel.
After comprehensive consideration, Zhang Qianxiu gave up retailing and decided to sell it directly to the owner of the grain and oil store.
After Zhang Qianxiu found out the location of rice collection in the county, he immediately observed those rice dealers in the market. Any industry seems simple, but if it is really done, there must be some ways.
So he offered to help the rice collecting boss, hoping to learn some experience from him.
This boss is Liu Zhijian. He collects rice for a wholesaler in the city. Zhang Qianxiu sells it directly to the owner of the rice shop. There is no conflict between the two sides, so Zhang Qianxiu makes friends with him.