"Liu Wu, what's wrong with my Eryuzi?"

Once again, when he heard someone praise Yang Yu, Yang Deshun finally couldn't help but ask someone from the same village.

"Oh, I forgot that you went out to work as a carpenter. Your Eryuzi! That's amazing! Become a big boss! I've earned more than 20 yuan from him these days! It's much better than growing crops! As expected, intellectuals are still smart! By the way! You borrowed one five yuan for me a few days ago and don't pay it back!"

Liu Wuyi looked excited. Now he could get some loaches and eels for a few dollars. He sincerely thanked Yang Yu.

"Then what are you going in groups of three or five?

There are not many people walking at night these days, but now there are so many people on this road, which really makes Yang Deshun curious.

"Isn't this just coming out of your house! I have to work during the day, and I only have time at night!"

Yang Deshun became more and more confused as he heard it. What did he do when he went to his house? Could something happened to his house? Thinking of this, Yang Deshun felt nervous and asked quickly: "What did you do when you go to my house?"

"Hey! You'll know when you go back!"

Liu Wu was in a good mood after making money, and he deliberately kept Yang Deshun in a silence, which made Yang Deshun feel overwhelmed.

He rushed home with fear. As soon as he reached the gate of his yard, Yang Deshun heard the noise inside, pushed open the door, and walked in in two steps.

"Hey! Take your time, don't be anxious, don't be anxious! I'll accept it all!"

"Uncle Zhang, your old eel is quite large. It's better to calculate one cent of seven or five minutes for you!"

"Sister-in-law Liu, you have 16 pounds of eels and 11 pounds of loaches, a total of four ounces and five cents. This is two yuan. You can take it first, and you will keep the rest in your account and come and settle it tomorrow."

A group of people gathered together, so Yang Deshun didn't see Yang Yu, but Yang Yu was his son, so Yang Deshun knew it was his son's voice as soon as he heard it.

His face was happy, no matter what, the son was saved.

"Dad, you're back. Come on, hurry up and put your backpack on and come and help!"

Liu Yurong, who was helping, found that Yang Deshun was back at a glance, but now he didn't have time to reminisce about the past, so he directly called Yang Deshun over to help.

"Eryuzi, your father is back!"

Hearing Liu Yurong's call, the person who sent the eels also found Yang Deshun and whispered to Yang Yu.

"My dad?" Yang Yu was stunned, and soon the memory of his original master's father appeared in his mind.

"Dad! Are you back? I'm busy now, and we'll chat later."

A "Dad" shouted out from Yang Yu's throat, without any awkwardness or unnaturalness.

When Yang Yu shouted, the people who sent the eels turned their heads to greet Yang Deshun.

Yang Deshun is a carpenter in the brigade and a craftsman who often travels to households, so basically everyone in the village knows him.

"Eryuzi's mother, what is Eryuzi doing? Where did he get so much money to collect loaches and eels for people, how much does a dime cost per pound! If he is stupid, you will be stupid too?"

After watching for a long time, Yang Deshun understood. It turned out that Yang Yu was collecting loaches and eels. No wonder the person he met on the road said that Yang Yu was the big boss.

In Yang Deshun's perception, when can the things that are picked up everywhere, such as eels and loaches, be worth more than a dime per pound? It's no wonder that Yang Yu was stupid, so he didn't care about being too verbose, so he pulled Liu Yurong to the side and asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense! You're stupid! I don't know if it's worth it, but I know Eryuzi must have made money. If you don't believe me, go and see our rice jar and a few kilograms of meat hanging on the wall of the kitchen!"

Glazed at him, Liu Yurong ignored Yang Deshun and continued to come forward to help.

I walked into the kitchen with doubts and saw a piece of meat hanging on the wall. It had to be at least two or three kilograms. Then I opened the rice jar. What a jar of rice! It would be dozens of kilograms in size!

He didn't believe that collecting eels and loaches could make money, but the rice in front of him and the meat on the wall were real...

"Huh! Huh! I'll be so tired!"

The family of three and Zhang Dameng were busy from nine o'clock in the evening to two o'clock in the morning, which was enough to weigh the eels and loaches he sent.

My mother reheated the food and served it on the table, and then prepared some rice wine for Yang Deshun and Yang Yu.

Rice wine was also a valuable thing in those days. You can only drink a little during festivals. But Yang Yu’s family is different because Yang Deshun is a craftsman. Every time he comes back from work in the brigade, he always has to drink a little, and Yang Yu can sometimes drink a little along with him.

If you ask how this wine comes from, it is a benefit that only craftsmen in the brigade can enjoy.

"Da Mengzi, you can't eat the chicken tonight. Just take a few bites first and sleep here tonight. The province will have to come tomorrow morning, so we have to get up early."

Yang Yu was a little sorry. He agreed to eat chicken tonight, but he didn't expect that there were so many people who sent eels, so they were so busy that they had no time at all.

"Eryuzi, what money can you earn if you charge so much?"

Taking a sip of rice wine, Yang Deshun stared at Yang Yu, revealing that Yang Yu doesn't know how to do business.

"But I've made money. Yesterday, Brother Yu and I went to the county town and bought more than 1,000 yuan. With the remaining 3,000 jin yesterday, now it has to be at least 15,000 jin! Uncle Yang, how much is it worth? "

Before Yang Yu could answer, Zhang Dameng replied vaguely with a mouthful of rice.

"More than five thousand? Can this sell more than five thousand?"

Pointing at the bamboo baskets piled up behind him in disbelief, Yang Deshun asked in surprise, more than 5,000! Beyond his imagination, he could not earn so much even in his life!

"Brother Yu said that the big companies in the provincial capital will send cars to pull them tomorrow, and you will know then!"

At first, Zhang Dameng felt unbelievable, but after following Yang Yu for a long time, he had become accustomed to so much money, so he didn't think there was anything. He even had a premonition that this was not Yang Yu's limit at all.

In the last life, Yang Yu would be drunk when he drank wine. Unexpectedly, he would never drink it in this life. After a small cup, he felt dizzy and fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

"Da Meng, get up, the trucks in the provincial capital are time to come!"

The next morning, Yang Yu opened his eyes, turned over and got up, and woke up Zhang Damengzi who was snoring.

The two of them quickly put on their clothes and walked out of the room, preparing to go to the kitchen to get some food, and then they could vaguely hear a roar from afar.

"Brother Yu, listen, this must be a big truck from the provincial capital!"

Jiefang car is the main tool for picking up goods in China at this time, but remote mountainous areas like Yang Yu and others may not be able to appear even in three or five years, so cars are still a new thing for Zhang Dameng.

"Prosperity!"

Yang Yu pursed his mouth. He had never seen the car he had in his last life?
Chapter completed!