Wen Yuqing came back from his eldest brother's house after borrowing more than a hundred kilograms of rice wine, found two large vats, cleaned them and set them aside for later use.

Pick the bayberries clean, soak them in a bucket, add a little salt, and soak them for five minutes.

Pour away the salt water, soak it in water for a while, and then pour away the water.

At first, Yang Shitou poured the bayberries into the bucket. Hearing Pan Dazhang say that he wanted to wash the bayberries, he let go and started stirring and rubbing. Pan Dazhang stopped him in time.

"Brother Shitou, if you do this, you'll get all the bayberry juice out. Please be gentle and don't be rude."

Wen Xiaorong pushed him away: "Come on, I'll wash it. You're so messy, just help me."

After washing, pour the bayberry into a bamboo dustpan and let it drain away the water.

Several people worked hard for several hours and produced hundreds of kilograms of red bayberries.

Before going to bed, Yang Shitou and Wen Yuqing went to the stream in front to wash themselves.

When I was studying in Fuqian Junior High School, during the hot season, I would always go to the stream or well to fetch water and wash myself.

Only in winter would I spend a penny to get a bucket of hot water to take a bath.

Rural people are not so particular.

A neighbor saw Wen Yuqing and asked him with a smile: "Yuqing, why don't you ask your son-in-law to help pick bayberries today?"

"Yes, if you want to eat bayberry, go get it from home, otherwise it will be gone after processing it in two days."

He glanced at Pan Dazhang consciously.

I don’t know if I am willing to ask him to be my second son-in-law.

It seems that the second girl still likes him very much.

Yang Shitou thought of something.

"Dad, doesn't Uncle Qiu Hai have a big cart? Can you lend him a big cart tomorrow to pull bayberries to sell at the Fuqian market? It's no problem for a cart to pull a thousand kilograms, and a person can carry a few dozen kilograms.

So tired."

After hearing this, Wen Yuqing immediately asked his neighbor to borrow a scooter.

"But it may take several people to pull a cart, because the road out of the village is not very easy."

My neighbor often eats his bayberries, so I feel embarrassed not to lend them to him.

"No problem, four of us will go together."

Wen Yuqing told him, and early the next morning he took his eldest son-in-law to the next door to push the big cart over.

After Pan Dazhang got up and washed himself, he helped Wen Xiaoqin pour the bayberries that had been dried last night into the wine vat.

"Dazhang, didn't you say you want to add another material? What is it? Can you tell me?"

Wen Xiaoqin saw that no one else was around and asked him in a low voice.

"Rock sugar, preferably rock sugar. If you don't have ice sugar, just add white sugar."

"But buying rock candy seems to require food stamps. I don't know if my family has food stamps."

She ran to ask her father, and Wen Yuqing said helplessly: "Where can I get food stamps?"

Pan Dazhang still had one kilogram of food stamps with him, and at the same time, he thought, maybe he could use the money to buy a few kilograms of food stamps from Xiao Jianqing.

So he said to her: "I will help you solve the food stamp issue."

Wen Xiaoqin said happily: "Okay, I knew you had a solution, Da Zhang."

"Did you sleep well last night?" she asked him again in a low voice.

"What's the good thing? I'm used to sleeping in Datongbu in school anyway. But to be honest, the mosquitoes here at your house are bigger than those in the dormitory of Fuqian Junior High School. The bites are more painful, but they seem to be cooler."

There are so many fleas and mosquito bites that my body seems to be immune.

"My home is under a tree. Not to mention the night, even during the day it is cooler than other places."

After breakfast, several people filled the large cart with bayberries.

Four people pushed the cart to Fuqian Town.

The road out of the village is not smooth and is very narrow in some places, so the walking speed is relatively slow.

Villagers carrying baskets and bamboo baskets began to appear on the road, heading towards Fuqian Town.

Riding a bicycle in good condition, jingling the bells all the way, disappearing at the end of the road in the envious eyes of everyone.

Carrying domestic chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry in knitted baskets, they walked quickly and slowly to the market.

Every villager who has agricultural products for sale has a happy face on his face.

Yang Shitou was in front pulling the cart with both hands, while Pan Dazhang and Wen Xiaoqin pushed it forward left and right.

Wen Yuqing pushed from behind with one arm.

At about nine o'clock, we arrived under the big banyan tree in front of Fuqian Junior High School.

Park the large truck properly.

Pan Dazhang said to Wen Xiaoqin: "Let me go to the Wei market to see if there are many fruit sellers today."

Wen Xiaoqin: "I'll go with you."

The two walked happily down the street on the right and passed Xiao Jianqing's restaurant.

Xiao Jianqing was not seen.

I saw several villagers carrying a load of green dates, and one of them picked a load of plums.

Pan Dazhang walked over and asked the price.

Sold for six cents, seven cents per catty.

Now that the fair has just been opened, the asking prices are a bit higher.

Besides, some villagers also have the habit of bargaining.

The two of them arrived at the other end of Wei Town, at the gate of the agricultural supplies company.

The villagers there formed a long queue, and there were a lot of people buying fertilizer during this period.

Fertilizer is applied when preparing the land for farming.

Cao Yunbao was not seen at the door of the agricultural supplies company.

The two of them walked back from the other end of the market, and at another exit, they saw a peasant woman carrying two baskets of kiwi fruits for sale.

When I asked her the price, she said eight cents a pound.

Pan Dazhang knew that there were not many people selling fruit today, so the price should be maintained.

The two returned to the big banyan tree.

I saw Yang Shitou packing two baskets of red bayberries and saw the two people coming back.

Wen Yuqing said: "I and Shitou will go to the entrance of the market, and each of us will carry a basket to sell. You two will stay here and sell."

Wen Xiaoqin: "Dad, you only have one hand, how can you weigh bayberries?"

There is only one scale on the big truck.

"It doesn't matter if you don't need a scale."

He took out a bowl and said, "I asked a stone to weigh it just now. A bowl of bayberry weighs half a catty. I can just use the bowl to measure it to others."

Yang Shitou only brought a bowl.

Pan Dazhang thinks this method is good.

After the two of them walked away, Pan Dazhang went to the corner of the school to find half a piece of chalk, picked up a long board, and wrote on it: Fresh bayberry costs six cents per pound.

Soon someone came to ask for a price.

"Are bayberry delicious?"

"You can taste two for free, but not more."

The visitor laughed and said: "The child is still very smart, but how many kilograms do I want to buy? Can you give me some as a gift?"

"If you buy five catties, I will give you half a catty, and so on."

The other person wore glasses, a clean and tidy Chinese tunic suit, and a pen in his left breast pocket.

Either he is a cadre or he works in an office.

"Oh, you are still very good at business at such a young age. I'll try two first. If they taste good, I'll buy them. If they don't, I'll buy other fruits."

After tasting two pills, Yan Jing nodded and said, "It tastes good, but I remember that some time ago, bayberries only cost five cents a pound."

Pan Dazhang: "Brother, you have a really good memory. In the early days, bayberries sold for five cents per catty, but the bayberries at that time were not as ripe and sweet as they are now. Well, if you buy ten catties, I will give you one catty."

, and I’ll charge you five cents per pound, okay?”

Sunglasses took out a receipt sheet from his pocket and said to Pan Dazhang: "Okay, I'll do as you said. But you have to open a receipt for me, write eleven pounds, and charge sixty-six cents."

Pan Dazhang was stunned for a moment, then wrote him a receipt.

In his previous life, when he was in his thirties, he opened a shop and engaged in building materials business.

This phenomenon of companies receiving kickbacks is extremely common.
Chapter completed!