"The county town cannot afford the price. Since you plan to sell it anyway, you can go directly to the provincial capital to sell it. Where can I sell it here? Please, by the way, my uncle, how can you contact your friend?"

"I'm busy now and can't drive away, so you go to the innermost part of the bus station, where there are several transport vehicles parked there. The last two digits of the license plate number are 16. If you ask, you'll call Xie Qing, just say you're my niece." Song Shunli remembered that the license plate number was because when the car was picked up, Xie Qing also invited a few of them to have a meal together and visited the new car. Xie Qing also said happily that the license plate number is homophonic to Shun.

"Okay, uncle, then I'll go there first, and then school starts, and I'll see you again."

"Okay, go, I'm done, I'll go and ask Xie Qing for an explanation. I must give a discount." After Song Shunli finished speaking, two more customers walked into the snack shop, and he turned around and went to work hard.

Mu Xiu rode his bicycle and soon arrived at the bus station. Sure enough, he saw four transport vehicles parked there when he arrived at the innermost point.

In that era, people who could drive transport vehicles were all capable people. Truck drivers traveled around the world, were knowledgeable, had a good reward, and had a wealthy family. Some people said, "After turning the steering wheel, I won't change it to a county magistrate."

Before the reform and opening up, only large enterprises had transportation departments. It was difficult for ordinary families to enter the transportation department, and only people with connections at home could come in, so truck drivers are naturally a superior profession.

In the past, few people migrated. Basically, rural populations had to guard the fields and grow crops all their lives, while urban populations guarded the factories and worked all their lives. Most people were confined to a specific living environment and had very few opportunities to see the outside world.

In the imagination of people who are limited to a small living space, train drivers and truck drivers have become an interesting profession that can travel around the world and see different customs and habits in various places.

After the reform and opening up, there were gradually some people with good family conditions and vision. They simply bought a truck and worked as a driver to make money through transportation. Xie Qing was like this. With the support of his five sisters and parents, he bought a truck and joined a transportation company. He followed him when he had work, and took on private work by himself when he had no work.

Xie Qing ran for transportation for more than half of the year, and he earned more than half of the money he bought a truck.

Mu Xiu was also lucky. Xie Qing had just finished a long-distance transportation trip and had a rest for two days. He just started working today, so Mu Xiu came here.

Mu Xiu came to the transport vehicle with the license plate number 16 and saw a person sitting in the cab. She walked over and knocked on the door. Soon, the window shook down.

"You are Uncle Xie Qing, right?" Mu Xiu raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man with his feet raised on the steering wheel and a cigarette in his mouth.

"I am Xie Qing, who are you?" Xie Qing saw a little girl who could call out his name accurately, and a vigilant expression appeared on her face.

"Hello Uncle Xie, I am Song Shunli's niece. He introduced me to come to you." Mu Xiu explained.

"So it's Shunli's niece. What's wrong? What's wrong?" When Xie Qing heard that it was Song Shunli's relative, he quickly pinched the cigarette, moved his legs away from the steering wheel, put on his shoes, opened the car door and walked out.

At this time, Xie Qing looked at Mu Xiu, his voice much more enthusiastic than before.

"It's like this Uncle Xie. The watermelons I grow this year I want to take to the provincial capital to sell. I wonder if Uncle Xie's transport truck can pass by?"

"Yes, I can go. I just came back from another province a few days ago. As long as there is a road in this whole country, there is no place I can't go." Xie Qinghao said angrily, patting his chest.

However, after Xie Qing finished speaking, he suddenly realized what Mu Xiu said just now. He glanced at Mu Xiu and said hesitantly: "This trip to the provincial capital is not cheap, watermelon is so cheap. I'm afraid I can't even care about the capital when I go there."

"Uncle Xie, since we dare to go, we must be afraid of losing money. Don't worry." Mu Xiu raised his head and said confidently.

"Haha, you little girl is quite delicious! Okay, since you are not afraid, I am even less afraid." Xie Qing was amused by Mu Xiu.

"Since we can go to the provincial capital, then when can we set off for Uncle Xie? How much does it cost to go there?"

"You can leave anytime, Shunli and I are my brothers, I won't tell you anything false.

Yes, this trip to the provincial capital is 400 yuan, you have already thought about it." The price given by Xie Qing is quite fair.

Mu Xiu knew as soon as he heard this, Xie Qing really quoted the lowest price. Even if he made a profit, he only made a very little hard-earned money.

"Okay, four hundred yuan. If there is something in between that, if you need to waste your time, you will be given an extra twenty yuan subsidy a day. How about it?" Mu Xiu thought that even if he arrived in the provincial capital, there was no place to put the watermelon, and he might still need to be sold in Xie Qing's truck, so he negotiated with Xie Qing first.

"Okay." Xie Qing naturally nodded in agreement.

The reason why Mu Xiu looked for a familiar driver was not for the low price, but mainly for safety. Because when Mu Xiu was in high school in his previous life, a classmate in his class was running long-distance transportation at home. She once vividly told her classmates about the dangers of long-distance transportation that she learned from her father.

In the early 20th century, there were all kinds of things to make money and make bad things on highways and highways, not to mention the 1970s when materials were scarce. Many of the villages passing through the highway were poor and remote places.

So some truck drivers colluded with local residents who often passed by, asking for tolls everywhere, and unloading the goods from the owner if they were not given. Otherwise, they would have to eat and live in designated places, and the prices of food and accommodation were dozens of times higher than those outside.

Or it is to delay time, and the truck is broken and needs repair, so that the cargo owners who follow him will stay here for a few more days. In order to hurry up, the cargo owners will think they are unlucky and spend more money to seek peace.

This kind of good thing is just asking for money. Some of the more bold villagers, who are willing to commit money, murder the cargo owners who come and go, end up becoming a headless case, which caused panic.

This time, Mu Xiu's family went to the provincial capital. They were basically women, children and elderly people. When they went out, they just wanted to be safe.

"Uncle Xie, can I see the car?" Mu Xiu looked at the cargo box behind.

"Of course! Come on, come on." Xie Qing waved to Mu Xiu and greeted Mu Xiu to get on the truck.

This is a small Jiefang brand truck with a rated load of about 10 tons and a relatively high cockpit. Mu Xiu was as tall as that, and then he barely got up with his handle. After entering the cab, Mu Xiu looked back.
Chapter completed!