Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 68 Channels
It took more than two hours to finish the meal, and several people drank a lot of wine. He Ping took Director Liu's hand and said with his tongue out, "Brother Liu, you can rest assured to accept the eggs and chickens from our chicken farm." Well, I will definitely not drop the chain for you."

Director Liu's round face was extraordinarily rosy because of the alcohol, his eyes were a little blurred, "Don't worry, Xiao He, our buddies didn't say anything."

"No problem." He Ping patted the shoulder of the old captain next to him, "Our buddies are all particular about people, don't you think so?"

Han Zhaojun next to him looked terrified. The mouse dared to be the cat's escort after drinking a little cat urine. He secretly told himself that he should be careful when drinking in the future, don't drink too much, and be cautious in his words and deeds.

He Ping, who had already arrived, didn't realize what he was doing at all. He watched Director Liu and Lin Yongjun ride their bicycles drunkenly, and waved goodbye to them with an idiotic smile on his face.

"Goodbye, Brother Liu and Brother Lin."

Before he could let go of his hand, he staggered forward, "Hey, what's wrong? Did someone kick me?"

Looking back to find someone, I saw the old captain with a bluffing face, and said hypocritically: "Brother, are you okay?"

He Ping was half sober in an instant, the old man is very stingy, why don't he just pat you on the shoulder.

"it's okay no problem."

He Ping patted his ass| got up and said hello to the old captain: "Let's go!"

"Let's go, Zhao Jun."

Han Zhaojun didn't dare to say more, and nodded towards He Ping.

The guests and hosts had a great time eating this meal. When Director Liu left, there was still a piece of Zhonghua given by He Ping in his bag. Lin Yongjun sat on the back of his bicycle with a basket of fresh eggs. The supply and marketing cooperative of the commune is done, and it can be organized tomorrow. Someone sent eggs to the supply and marketing cooperative. Director Liu tentatively set a weekly quota of 100 catties of eggs, and delivered them every Monday.

He Ping didn't burn the kang when he got home, and fell asleep like this while he was drunk. He didn't know how long it had been since he felt the heat under his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Zhuer lying on the kang doing homework. It was already dark outside. .

"It's already dark? Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten. Dad, are you hungry?"

"Dad is not hungry."

He Ping rubbed his belly, he was full after eating at the old captain's house in the afternoon, and he didn't feel hungry at all.

Silent all night.

In the early morning of the next day, He Ping organized the staff of the chicken farm to pack the eggs. Everyone packed them carefully. There are thousands of eggs for a hundred catties. He Ping packed four bamboo baskets for safety reasons, separated by a bamboo basket. The first floor was stuffed with straw, for fear of being bumped and broken halfway, this is all money!

After loading the cart, He Ping took Han Zhaojun to the commune. Han Zhaojun drove the donkey cart, and He Ping rode a bicycle. He had to go to the county today.

He Ping and Han Zhaojun arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative. They didn't see Director Liu today. Lin Yongjun received them. The egg purchase went smoothly, and the money was weighed after delivery. Yesterday's wine was not free, and things were not free.

Han Zhaojun was earning a lot of cash in his hands, and he couldn't believe it: "This is 60 yuan?"

"What's the matter? Have to give them one?"

"That's not what I meant, Brother He Ping, I mean you earned 60 yuan just that simple?"

He Ping|Reversely asked: "Is it easy? Look at your hairline, how many nights we have stayed up to get today's harvest. It has been half a year, and finally see the money back, and it is nothing more than coding at the starting point."

"What?"

"Nothing. I mean we don't have easy money."

"Yeah! It's not easy."

Han Zhaojun didn't turn his head around just now, he just thought that sending a batch of eggs made so much money, he didn't expect how much energy they had spent in the past six months for this batch of eggs.

"It's alright this time. The supply and marketing cooperative can buy a hundred catties of eggs every week. The eggs from our chicken farm have the first fixed sales channel. I'll go to the county town to contact the non-staple food store later. You go back first." Bar."

"I'll go back by myself? What about the money?" Han Zhaojun hesitated.

"What's wrong, it's only a few cents, so there's nothing to worry about." He Ping said indifferently.

"Okay." Seeing that He Pinghun didn't care, Han Zhaojun didn't continue.

"Go back and give the money to the accountant uncle, and we will share dividends at the end of the year." He Ping instructed.

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

The two said goodbye, Han Zhaojun drove the donkey cart back to Hantun, and He Ping rode to the county town non-staple food store.

"Chen Xianfeng, someone is looking for you."

The chunky young man who was tallying the goods raised his head, "Who is looking for me?"

He Ping walked over, "Hi, I'm Liu Aixia's friend."

When Chen Xianfeng heard that he was a friend of an acquaintance, he smiled, "Hello, hello, what can I do for you?"

He Ping looked around, pulled Chen Xianfeng aside, took out a box of peonies from his pocket, the two of them lit a cigarette, and slipped the box into Chen Xianfeng's hand, "That's right, the chicken farmer in our brigade The market wants to sell eggs, the quantity is relatively large, and I want to inquire with you about the purchase situation of our non-staple food store."

The little fat man Chen Xianfeng Kaba Kaba had small eyes and a shrewd face, and exhaled a puff of smoke rings: "You really found the right person, my old uncle is in charge of receiving the goods."

As expected of a good communicator, He Ping gave Liu Aixia a compliment in his heart.

"Then I really found the right person. Brother, can I trouble you to say no to your old uncle and collect some eggs from our chicken farm."

"Okay. Aisha's friends are my friends, they are not outsiders."

"Then I have to thank you brother." He Ping immediately thanked him with a smile on his face.

"Don't be so polite, we are all friends. By the way, you and Aisha are..."

Hearing the strings, he knew the elegance, it seemed that this little fat man had some thoughts about Liu Aixia.

"We are in the same reading club. Mao Chunhua, do you know each other? We are very close. She invited me to the reading club."

The little fat man put down his guard. It turned out that he was Mao Chunhua's friend, and he didn't know the relationship between the two.

The little fat man took He Ping to meet his uncle, a little old man in his 50s, dark and thin, the opposite of Chen Xianfeng, a little white and fat man.

He took out a piece of Zhonghua Cigarette, and things went very smoothly, and they agreed to come over to deliver eggs tomorrow.

After deciding to collect the eggs, He Ping went to the department store again, "Ai Xia, Ai Xia."

When Liu Aixia, who was selling goods, saw He Ping, she left the customer and ran over to talk.

Customers in this day and age are miserable!

"He Ping, why are you here?" Liu Aixia still smiled happily.

"Come here to bring you eggs."

"Oh, you are too polite."

When He Ping said it yesterday, Liu Aixia only thought he was being polite, but she didn't expect to actually deliver the eggs today.

"I've helped you a lot recently, so you must let me express my gratitude."

"We're all friends, don't..."

"A friend is a friend, and a favor is a favor." He Ping didn't give Liu Aixia a chance to refuse, and forced to bring her a bag of eggs, and after saying a few words, he left.

(End of this chapter)