Rebirth started in 1987

Chapter 6

Seeing the trembling lips of the second uncle who couldn't speak, Ye Huai'an couldn't help showing a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

After the reform and opening up, many farmers who had been rolling in the fields all their lives suddenly went ashore to start small businesses. Among them, there are many reckless heroes who suddenly found the code of wealth.

Selling low and selling high itself has been the most common business method since ancient times, not to mention the 80s when the information was not circulating.

Zhang Lijun calmed down, and finally raised his head with a flushed face, and looked at the calm Ye Huai'an.

This nephew, he only felt that it was too different from the immature child in his impression in the past. Could it be the reason why he had been immersed in alcohol for the past two years?
Zhang Lijun's thoughts were flying wildly, and he finally suppressed the emotions in his heart, and then he spoke seriously.

"Huai'an, well, I'll do as you said. We'll go to the village to collect navel oranges this afternoon, and we'll leave tomorrow morning!"

Ye Huaian breathed a sigh of relief seeing his second uncle being so forthright, he hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Second uncle, it costs two to three thousand catties for a carload of navel oranges, and the gas money along the way, at least one or two hundred yuan, you have it with you!"

Zhang Lijun pondered for a moment, stood up and said.

"Wait for me, I'll go find it!"

After speaking, the second uncle stood up and went to the back room.

When Ye Huai'an asked this question, he naturally knew the situation of the second uncle's family.

In the past few years, the situation of the second uncle's family has actually been very bad. He has a lame leg, and his wife has left, and he often drinks too much, and his reputation has plummeted. Few people in the surrounding villages call him to buy goods.

The most important point is that there are several nearby villages, and several villagers have bought tractors. With competition, business will naturally suffer. People are naturally unwilling to call a Jiu Mengzi to pull goods. If something goes wrong, who is to blame?

Although the second uncle's skills are not to be said, and the car accident was purely due to road conditions and weather, but who can guess the human heart.

After a while, the second uncle came out from the back room with a sad face, holding a stack of change in his hand, most of which were dimes.

He walked up to Ye Huai'an, and then said with a sad face.

"There is only 13 yuan left at home. I still have some bills that have not been collected, but there are still two barrels of diesel oil, which must be enough to go to the city. Huaian, why don't we charge a little less first!"

Ye Huai'an is also quite speechless, although he is only in his 80s now, and the money is quite valuable, and he also knows that his second uncle's family is poor, but he did not expect that his second uncle now only has more than ten yuan for his whole body, so he is quite speechless.

But this business must be done, and the round trip is nearly [-] miles, and I have to pack at least three thousand catties of navel oranges, otherwise it will be troublesome to make such a small amount of money.

If my second uncle's walking tractor is loaded with reinforced concrete or something, it may be loaded with seven or eight tons, but it is loaded with navel oranges.

Ye Huai'an didn't dare to let him pretend.Simply fill the rear bucket, there is no need to take such a big risk to make money, not to mention that it is more than 300 miles away.

But Ye Huai'an was also a little speechless when he saw more than a dozen yuan in his second uncle's hand, he sighed helplessly and said.

"Second Uncle, let's pay on credit first. People in your village will agree to credit this amount of money, right?"

The second uncle nodded in embarrassment.

In fact, in the past two years, the second uncle's reputation in the village is not good, and everyone is unwilling to associate with him, mainly because he once had two drunken madness.

The matter of credit is very common in the rural areas of this era, and the second uncle is just a little embarrassed, but since the nephew has said so, he can only do so first.

After the two discussed it, they began to act.

Dazhi and Xiao Jianke warmed up by the fire in the house, while Ye Huai'an took a notebook to record the weight, and started buying navel oranges from every household with his second uncle.

The second uncle was obviously a little cautious, leading the way and walking in front, looking at the somewhat bleak back, Ye Huai'an behind him couldn't help but sigh.

Ye Huai'an's grandfather has passed away for many years, and her grandmother lives with her uncle, who has a bad relationship with her second uncle.

In order to fight for the ancestral house, the elder uncle gave the second uncle a hoe. Later, the second uncle voluntarily gave up the ancestral house and went to the edge of the village to build a mud brick house alone.

Ye Huai'an and these relatives, the only one who has a good relationship is the second uncle. As for the uncle, his mother usually brings him to pay New Year's greetings on New Years and holidays, and the others rarely move around. , this relative can be regarded as broken.

As for grandma, she has so many grandchildren and grandchildren, so she doesn't have much impression of her own grandson. Logically, Dazhi is also her own grandson, but she doesn't seem to like Dazhi very much, which also makes Huai'an rarely go to grandma's house.

The second uncle walked to the village, walked more than ten meters, and came to the nearest house to his house. The second uncle stood in front of the door, hesitated for a while, and then mustered up the courage to knock on the door. The door creaked open.

Ye Huai'an, who was standing behind the second uncle, looked up and saw a woman in her fifties. The woman immediately showed vigilance when she saw the second uncle at the door.

Ye Huai'an glanced into the room, and saw several teenagers and two old people warming up by the fire, as if the master was not at home.

The second uncle seemed to be used to the look of women, he rarely showed a humble smile, and then he spoke.

"Aunt Xiuying, is Brother Chunsheng at home, I'll talk to him about something!"

When the woman heard what the second uncle said, she had no expression on her face and replied casually.

"I went to the old village head's house, what are you looking for?"

The second uncle has actually rarely communicated with the old women in the village in recent years, and his expression is obviously a little unnatural. The main reason is that he quarreled with this one while drinking last year, and the two families have not spoken for a year.

But remembering his nephew's entrustment, and the navel orange business, the second uncle finally rubbed his somewhat unnatural cheeks, and then cut the mess with a sharp knife, and said quickly.

"It's like this, Aunt Xiuying, I want to ask if you still have navel oranges for sale. I'm going to buy some. Isn't it the Chinese New Year soon? I want to get some navel oranges to sell,"

When the woman heard the second uncle's words, the contempt on the corner of her mouth disappeared for a moment, and she pulled the navel oranges to sell. It was freezing cold, and at the price of three cents a catty, earning those three melons and two dates was purely for guilt!
However, the woman soon realized that there were hundreds of catties of navel oranges in her cellar, and that half of them would rot every spring, so she immediately had an idea in her mind, and she greeted them with a smile on her face.

"Then come in and sit down, there are still some in the cellar, I'll ask Wa'er to pick some up!"

The second uncle glanced at the room, then smiled and refused.

"Auntie, forget it, I'll go pick it up with the baby, you call the baby up, and pick some bigger ones, so that they can be sold at a good price!"

When she heard that the big one was still to be chosen, the woman suddenly became a little unhappy, and just about to speak, Ye Huai'an spoke in time.

"Auntie, we will charge you three cents per catty for the big ones!"

These words made the displeasure on the woman's face disappear in an instant, and she immediately showed a smile that was eight times brighter than before, and shouted into the room with a loud voice.

"Zhang Chunqiu, call your younger siblings, and go to the cellar with your Uncle Lijun to pick big navel oranges, hurry up!"

When the children in the room heard this, they went out reluctantly. They took the fertilizer bags and walked all the way to the cellar in the backyard.

Even the women put on a coat, carried a fertilizer bag, and followed behind, with a smile on their faces all the time.

Ye Huai'an naturally knew why the women were so happy. The navel oranges flooded in the local area used to retail for only three cents a catty. Usually, when someone came to collect them, everyone basically sold them for a penny per catty. No one accepts them, even pigs are disliked, and everyone does not regard navel oranges as an economic item.

Now Zhang Lijun is willing to buy it for three cents a catty, women are eager to sell more.

Don't underestimate the three cents a catty, it costs only three yuan to sell a hundred catties, but in the rural areas of the 80s, three yuan is almost the daily income of an adult, and the construction workers of later generations earn three,500 yuan a day, while in this era The price of three or five yuan a day for construction workers is the price.

To build a house in the countryside in the 80s, go to the nearby villages to hire small laborers, and it only costs three to five yuan a day, plus two meals, and a pack of cigarettes for 90 cents. This price reached the mid-[-]s, and as migrant workers went south, the wages also increased rapidly. pull up.

In short, there is a fool who is willing to spend three cents a catty to collect navel oranges, and women can't wait to pull out all the navel oranges in the cellar and sell them.

The cellar in the backyard is not the basement-like vegetable cellar in the north. The local cellar is usually built in the backyard of the home by the mountains, using loess and mud to build a small house similar to the garage of later generations, and then blocking the exit with wooden boards. Yes, a small door can also be installed and locked with an iron lock.

This is mainly due to the local mountains, which are all stone mountains, and deep excavation and construction in the mountains cannot be carried out.

Many cellars in the southern region are purely in the mountains, and a small hole several meters straight is dug inward, so that vegetables and fruits can be stored for several months in winter, although every spring, the rotten smell in the cellar makes It's disgusting, but farmers in mountainous areas have lived this way for thousands of years.

The woman opened the door of the cellar, and a faint scent of navel oranges came out. The weather is cold this year, and these navel oranges have not been in the cellar for a long time, so they smell fresh.

Looking at the navel oranges piled up in the corner of the cellar, the yellow-orange color made Ye Huai'an smile involuntarily, and the woman who was bending over to pick them also showed an indescribable smile.

(End of this chapter)