Return to the countryside to engage in industry
Chapter 158
Chapter 158
Before dawn, there were already fruit vendors driving in and out of the Chengdong Fruit Wholesale Market with large and small trucks.
Yang Zhenyu found a spacious place and asked the truck driver to stop by the side of the road.
The uncle who was watching the night came up and said, "The sanitation fee is 20 yuan."
Pick up the QR code hanging on the chest.
Yang Zhenyu scans the QR code to pay.
The truck driver opened the cargo box, helped to carry some watermelons down, and piled them up at the rear of the truck. Yang Zhenyu put the electronic scales away, took out a loudspeaker, recorded a sound, clicked on loop to play, and started selling them.
"Watermelon wholesale, high-quality Kirin melon..."
The middle-aged man next to him turned his head and said hello, "Young man, is this your first time here?"
Yang Zhenyu took the initiative to go up and pass the cigarette: "Yes, uncle, do you often set up a stall here?"
"It's been working for more than half a year." The middle-aged man put down two boxes of bananas, got up and lit the flue, "This job is a little hard work, but it's quick to make money."
Yang Zhenyu turned his head and glanced at the man's small truck driveway: "Is your truck full of bananas?"
"There are not many left. There are a few stable old customers who like to come to me to get goods. My place is slightly cheaper than inside. The main reason is that there are too many cars coming in and out at four or five o'clock in the morning. The traffic jam here is panic. People sometimes take goods from us for convenience, and basically go to the market to sell them when they take them back." The middle-aged man said.
The two chatted.
Soon, a pickup truck drove up to Yang Zhenyu and the middle-aged man and honked its horn several times.
"Whose car? Move it and take my place."
The driver was a young man with a bald head. He stared at Yang Zhenyu and asked through the passenger window, "Brother, is your car?"
Yang Zhenyu nodded.
"Please move, this is my booth." The bald young man said.
Yang Zhenyu looked puzzled. Isn't this piece of fruit sellers taking their own positions?And I also paid 20 yuan sanitation fee, why do you say that it is yours?
The middle-aged man standing next to him said: "Don't pay attention to him. I'm used to taking advantage of it. Everyone doesn't bother to pay attention to him. I really think of myself as someone."
Yang Zhenyu nodded his head, but he didn't pay attention.
The bald man opened the car door and got out, walked up to Yang Zhenyu and said, "Brother, are you new here? This is my booth, you can find another place to park."
"There are so many places left, can you stop at any one?" Yang Zhenyu didn't like to chat with him, so he went back directly.
The bald man said: "I set up a stall here every day."
After walking a few steps inside, he pointed to the word "Yang" painted on the ground, "Did you see it? There is a sign here."
Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, my surname is also Yang."
The bald man was speechless.
Yang Zhenyu said: "If you have time to chat with me here, you might as well find a place to park the car. After a while, there may not even be any corner space."
"dududu~"
"Beep beep beep~"
The bald man blocked his car on the road, and the fruit seller's car behind him was stuck in a long line, honking his horn constantly.
"I can't set up a stall today, and you don't even want to sell goods." The bald man was grumpy.
The few vendors who came up to see the situation were upset when they heard this.
"I didn't take your place, you're here to throw a hammer."
"Mum, drive the car away quickly, don't delay my business."
"..."
In the middle of the night, fruit is dragged from a distance to sell. Which of these traders has a happy life?If they cut off their way to do business, why don't they have a relationship with you?
What are you doing here as a young man?
Yang Zhenyu kindly reminded: "Brother, no one who comes here to set up a stall in the middle of the night, including you and me, has an easy life.
I took a look. You must have dragged the grapes. This thing has a short shelf life. If you can't sell it tonight, you will lose a lot.
My watermelon is okay, I picked it from the field myself, and it can be stored for a few days if it is not sold out. "
The middle-aged man selling bananas next to him said to the bald man: "Find a seat and put it on. It's not easy for everyone to ask for food, why bother?"
Seeing more and more people coming up, the bald man shook his hand, climbed into the car and drove away.
Yang Zhenyu turned back and said, "Uncle, thank you for speaking for me."
The middle-aged man said: "I can see that you are younger than them and know how to handle things, so do it well."
Yang Zhenyu nodded with a smile.
By two o'clock in the morning, both sides of the road were already full of stalls.
"Watermelon, watermelon..."
"Apple Wholesale..."
"Grapes, XJ's grapes, come and see and buy..."
"banana……"
Various voices mixed alternately.
The sound played by Yang Zhenyu's loudspeaker became less prominent.
Customers from various villages and towns who came to purchase goods arrived one after another.
Many of them drove directly into the fruit market, and some only did business with familiar fruit vendors. Those vendors who often set up stalls here more or less knew each other and attracted a few customers, and they talked with smiles on their faces.
Yang Zhenyu waited for a while, but no one came.
It's a bit tricky now.
You can't go to other people's booths to grab customers, it's easy to cause conflicts.
The loudspeaker doesn't do much either.
Occasionally, two customers passed by and saw that Yang Zhenyu was a stranger, so they didn't say much to him.
Just when Yang Zhenyu was struggling, a large truck drove out after unloading the goods in the market. The cargo box was too long and the width of the road was limited, so reversing was very troublesome, so he gambled at the door.
The customers who came to buy goods were looking forward to loading up the goods early and going back to the market. They stepped on the gas pedal, and before the big truck reversed, more than a dozen trucks were all crammed into the door.
This is a complete gamble.
Big trucks can't reverse, and other cars can't get in.
There are still cars coming up from behind, and they can't retreat, and they are all blocked.
"Fuck."
"Oh, it's already 03:30, I still have two hours to go back, and I'm still selling hammers."
"This market should be taken care of, it's too messy."
"Frequent traffic jams are annoying."
The businessmen who came to pick up the goods all shouted.
Yang Zhenyu had an idea and seemed to see a business opportunity.
He took the initiative to walk towards the van that was stuck next to his big truck, knocked on the window, and the driver turned his head to look over, "What are you doing?"
It could be seen that he was annoyed by the traffic jam, and his tone of voice was a little emotional.
Yang Zhenyu smiled and said: "Brother, smoke a cigarette to calm yourself down. I don't know how long the traffic jam will last. I probably have to call the traffic police to clear it."
The man picked up the smoke and said, "That's right, I'm upset, it's already 03:30, and I still have to drag a few thousand catties of watermelon back to the market.
I was afraid that I would not be able to catch up with the time, so I drove here without falling asleep at night, and it turned out..."
He patted the horn and spread his hands, "Fucking eggs, it's in vain."
Yang Zhenyu said: "Brother, you just said that you are here to drag watermelons?"
"Yeah!" the man nodded.
Yang Zhenyu moved two steps sideways, letting the man see his booth, and said with a smile, "Brother, to tell the truth, I grow watermelons, a local grower in Qingjiang County, and I only pick a cartful of melons from the field during the day, which is more expensive than those in the market." The melons sold must be fresh, they are all dragged from other places, and the quality is not as good as mine, brother, why don't you come down and have a look?"
Thank you "Flower Planter" for rewarding 100 starting coins, thank you for your support.
(End of this chapter)
Before dawn, there were already fruit vendors driving in and out of the Chengdong Fruit Wholesale Market with large and small trucks.
Yang Zhenyu found a spacious place and asked the truck driver to stop by the side of the road.
The uncle who was watching the night came up and said, "The sanitation fee is 20 yuan."
Pick up the QR code hanging on the chest.
Yang Zhenyu scans the QR code to pay.
The truck driver opened the cargo box, helped to carry some watermelons down, and piled them up at the rear of the truck. Yang Zhenyu put the electronic scales away, took out a loudspeaker, recorded a sound, clicked on loop to play, and started selling them.
"Watermelon wholesale, high-quality Kirin melon..."
The middle-aged man next to him turned his head and said hello, "Young man, is this your first time here?"
Yang Zhenyu took the initiative to go up and pass the cigarette: "Yes, uncle, do you often set up a stall here?"
"It's been working for more than half a year." The middle-aged man put down two boxes of bananas, got up and lit the flue, "This job is a little hard work, but it's quick to make money."
Yang Zhenyu turned his head and glanced at the man's small truck driveway: "Is your truck full of bananas?"
"There are not many left. There are a few stable old customers who like to come to me to get goods. My place is slightly cheaper than inside. The main reason is that there are too many cars coming in and out at four or five o'clock in the morning. The traffic jam here is panic. People sometimes take goods from us for convenience, and basically go to the market to sell them when they take them back." The middle-aged man said.
The two chatted.
Soon, a pickup truck drove up to Yang Zhenyu and the middle-aged man and honked its horn several times.
"Whose car? Move it and take my place."
The driver was a young man with a bald head. He stared at Yang Zhenyu and asked through the passenger window, "Brother, is your car?"
Yang Zhenyu nodded.
"Please move, this is my booth." The bald young man said.
Yang Zhenyu looked puzzled. Isn't this piece of fruit sellers taking their own positions?And I also paid 20 yuan sanitation fee, why do you say that it is yours?
The middle-aged man standing next to him said: "Don't pay attention to him. I'm used to taking advantage of it. Everyone doesn't bother to pay attention to him. I really think of myself as someone."
Yang Zhenyu nodded his head, but he didn't pay attention.
The bald man opened the car door and got out, walked up to Yang Zhenyu and said, "Brother, are you new here? This is my booth, you can find another place to park."
"There are so many places left, can you stop at any one?" Yang Zhenyu didn't like to chat with him, so he went back directly.
The bald man said: "I set up a stall here every day."
After walking a few steps inside, he pointed to the word "Yang" painted on the ground, "Did you see it? There is a sign here."
Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, my surname is also Yang."
The bald man was speechless.
Yang Zhenyu said: "If you have time to chat with me here, you might as well find a place to park the car. After a while, there may not even be any corner space."
"dududu~"
"Beep beep beep~"
The bald man blocked his car on the road, and the fruit seller's car behind him was stuck in a long line, honking his horn constantly.
"I can't set up a stall today, and you don't even want to sell goods." The bald man was grumpy.
The few vendors who came up to see the situation were upset when they heard this.
"I didn't take your place, you're here to throw a hammer."
"Mum, drive the car away quickly, don't delay my business."
"..."
In the middle of the night, fruit is dragged from a distance to sell. Which of these traders has a happy life?If they cut off their way to do business, why don't they have a relationship with you?
What are you doing here as a young man?
Yang Zhenyu kindly reminded: "Brother, no one who comes here to set up a stall in the middle of the night, including you and me, has an easy life.
I took a look. You must have dragged the grapes. This thing has a short shelf life. If you can't sell it tonight, you will lose a lot.
My watermelon is okay, I picked it from the field myself, and it can be stored for a few days if it is not sold out. "
The middle-aged man selling bananas next to him said to the bald man: "Find a seat and put it on. It's not easy for everyone to ask for food, why bother?"
Seeing more and more people coming up, the bald man shook his hand, climbed into the car and drove away.
Yang Zhenyu turned back and said, "Uncle, thank you for speaking for me."
The middle-aged man said: "I can see that you are younger than them and know how to handle things, so do it well."
Yang Zhenyu nodded with a smile.
By two o'clock in the morning, both sides of the road were already full of stalls.
"Watermelon, watermelon..."
"Apple Wholesale..."
"Grapes, XJ's grapes, come and see and buy..."
"banana……"
Various voices mixed alternately.
The sound played by Yang Zhenyu's loudspeaker became less prominent.
Customers from various villages and towns who came to purchase goods arrived one after another.
Many of them drove directly into the fruit market, and some only did business with familiar fruit vendors. Those vendors who often set up stalls here more or less knew each other and attracted a few customers, and they talked with smiles on their faces.
Yang Zhenyu waited for a while, but no one came.
It's a bit tricky now.
You can't go to other people's booths to grab customers, it's easy to cause conflicts.
The loudspeaker doesn't do much either.
Occasionally, two customers passed by and saw that Yang Zhenyu was a stranger, so they didn't say much to him.
Just when Yang Zhenyu was struggling, a large truck drove out after unloading the goods in the market. The cargo box was too long and the width of the road was limited, so reversing was very troublesome, so he gambled at the door.
The customers who came to buy goods were looking forward to loading up the goods early and going back to the market. They stepped on the gas pedal, and before the big truck reversed, more than a dozen trucks were all crammed into the door.
This is a complete gamble.
Big trucks can't reverse, and other cars can't get in.
There are still cars coming up from behind, and they can't retreat, and they are all blocked.
"Fuck."
"Oh, it's already 03:30, I still have two hours to go back, and I'm still selling hammers."
"This market should be taken care of, it's too messy."
"Frequent traffic jams are annoying."
The businessmen who came to pick up the goods all shouted.
Yang Zhenyu had an idea and seemed to see a business opportunity.
He took the initiative to walk towards the van that was stuck next to his big truck, knocked on the window, and the driver turned his head to look over, "What are you doing?"
It could be seen that he was annoyed by the traffic jam, and his tone of voice was a little emotional.
Yang Zhenyu smiled and said: "Brother, smoke a cigarette to calm yourself down. I don't know how long the traffic jam will last. I probably have to call the traffic police to clear it."
The man picked up the smoke and said, "That's right, I'm upset, it's already 03:30, and I still have to drag a few thousand catties of watermelon back to the market.
I was afraid that I would not be able to catch up with the time, so I drove here without falling asleep at night, and it turned out..."
He patted the horn and spread his hands, "Fucking eggs, it's in vain."
Yang Zhenyu said: "Brother, you just said that you are here to drag watermelons?"
"Yeah!" the man nodded.
Yang Zhenyu moved two steps sideways, letting the man see his booth, and said with a smile, "Brother, to tell the truth, I grow watermelons, a local grower in Qingjiang County, and I only pick a cartful of melons from the field during the day, which is more expensive than those in the market." The melons sold must be fresh, they are all dragged from other places, and the quality is not as good as mine, brother, why don't you come down and have a look?"
Thank you "Flower Planter" for rewarding 100 starting coins, thank you for your support.
(End of this chapter)
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