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Chapter 11 Lighter

Lao Niu's family is not considered poor in the commune. The big tile-roofed house looks newly repaired. There is a large courtyard in front, a cowshed on the left, and a wife in the house.

"Arrange it, Xiao Wang will stay at our house tonight." The old cow's voice was loud.

The old lady was a kind person, with a smile on her face, she said, "Okay, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Wang Xiaojun hurriedly said, "I've eaten it."

The old cow snorted and said, "What time is it? I'm already hungry. Help us get something to eat."

When Wang Xiaojun wanted to say something, the old cow said: "Okay, just listen to me."

After washing their faces and feet, everyone sat down in the room.

The inside of the house was kept very tidy.

"Where are your children?" Wang Xiaojun asked.

"We're all outside. The boss is working in the county. Today I just brought him some things. He's married, has a woman, and has a child. The second child is in college and passed the exam last year."

Wang Xiaojun felt a little awe-inspiring. You must know that at this time, whether he can work in the county or go to university, he is a very powerful person.

Seeing Lao Niu's proud look, Wang Xiaojun was really curious, and asked, "Your two sons are really amazing."

"Haha, it's my old ox's luck. In the past, a leader was transferred to our commune, and I protected him. He lived in our house, and my two sons learned some knowledge. Later, the leader left and helped my family grow up. The son said a few words, the youngest son was admitted to university by relying on his ability."

It was so!
Wang Xiaojun thought to himself that it is no wonder that the old man Niu is living such a happy life, because he has a backstage!

When he had these thoughts, Wang Xiaojun once again found that his ideological understanding was constantly improving, and he could understand many things that he could not understand before.

I also cooked a bowl of noodles, this bowl of noodles looks good, with a layer of oil, after sprinkled with shallots, it smells very fragrant.

After eating, when Lao Niu took out the dry pipe to smoke, Wang Xiaojun realized that he seemed to have a lighter that he bought for one yuan.

Taking out the plastic disposable lighter, Wang Xiaojun handed it to the old man Niu and said, "Uncle, this is a lighter I got. I don't use it, so I give it to you."

Wang Xiaojun also wanted to thank the other party for being so polite.

Lao Niu saw the lighter in Wang Xiaojun's hand and said, "This is a rare item."

As soon as Wang Xiaojun pressed the button, a flame came out.

"Hey!" Lao Niu took it and played with it for a while, then handed it to Wang Xiaojun and said, "This thing is expensive, I dare not accept it."

"It's nothing valuable. I picked it up in the county."

Lao Niu hesitated. He was really curious about this thing. As for why he didn't hand it over to the police when he found it, Lao Niu really didn't think about it.

"This thing has one advantage. It can be used when it rains, and it is not afraid of water like matches." Wang Xiaojun added.

The old cow slapped his thigh and said: "I want this thing. In this way, I won't take advantage of you. How about I give you a bag of salt?"

Wang Xiaojun also knew that his eldest son was in the consignment agency in the county, and he probably got a lot of cheap salt from it.

"Okay, thank you then."

Wang Xiaojun thought that now he could explain to the villagers.

I didn't talk all night, when I got up early the next morning, the old lady cooked another bowl of noodles for Wang Xiaojun to eat, and even brought an earthen jar to Wang Xiaojun and said, "This is the salt the old man gave you."

Wang Xiaojun was not polite either, he waved and left after putting it in the basket.

05: 01: 25: 07
Looking at the numbers, Wang Xiaojun didn't know whether he was right or wrong to come to the county this time, and he didn't feel like he had gained much.

After walking for a long time, Wang Xiaojun finally returned to the village at around two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Xiaojun is back!" Immediately, sharp-eyed people saw Wang Xiaojun approaching.

"Xiaojun, how is it?" Someone asked eagerly at this moment.

With a wry smile, Wang Xiaojun said: "The price of mountain mushrooms in the county was sold by some people in the village, and the price was made very low. This time I brought back some salt. I know that everyone in the village is short of salt. This jar of salt Here, anyone who takes the mountain mushrooms can share some salt back."

"It would be great if we could get some salt. My family just happens to be short of salt."

"Good thing, I didn't expect Xiaojun to actually do it."

All of a sudden, smiles appeared on everyone's faces. From everyone's point of view, they had made a profit.

"Xiaojun, do you think this can't be done?"

"It can be done, but I plan to send it to the region to sell. It is said that the price in that place will go up."

When they heard that they were going to the area, everyone was shocked, something that they had never thought about.

"Xiaojun, I can't ask you to help for nothing. In the future, everyone will be voluntary. If you are willing to ask you to help sell mountain goods, you will set a price. If you pay more, you will be paid for your hard work."

Zhou Dashi said something at this time.

"Yes, it should, it should."

"Well, now I'm not very good at setting prices. Anyway, after I sell every time, I just charge a little hard work fee."

Only then did Wang Xiaojun realize that his house had already been built.

I have to say that the villagers have worked hard. The foundation is made of stone, the walls are supported by wooden boards, and the roof is made of tiles.

After entering the inside, although the ground is soil, it is also hammered very firmly.

Not only that, but also made a bed.

When he saw the bed, Wang Xiaojun realized that he had no money to buy bedding or anything like that.

Everyone in the village is poor, and it is impossible to ask anyone for it, so we can only buy it slowly.

(End of this chapter)