good old days

Business at home is so good that Wang Sumei is also worried. If all the goods are sold out in the past few months, what will she sell next year?

After hearing that Guo Hong said that everything was going well with her daughter-in-law and that it would be a few days before she could come back, she knew what was going on and stopped thinking about it.

On Jiang Xinyu's side, after leaving Master Jin Xie Xin, she went to find the stall owner.

The place she went to last time should be regarded as his warehouse. One hundred and twenty pieces of cloth were only one-third of the quantity. She thought that more than ten thousand stall owners could provide it.

The stall owner knew that his nephew was also going with him this time, and when he saw the three of her coming back, he knew that everything went well.

"How much does it cost this time?"

Jiang Xinyu didn't know how much money Master Jin would get tomorrow, so she said conservatively: "Don't say anything about 15,000 yuan, you prepare it first."

The stall owner nodded, "Okay, come back when you pick up the goods."

After leaving Huinan Road, Jiang Xinyu asked Chen Zhengyu: "Do the stall owners know your details? You didn't reveal which school you are from, right?"

On this trip, they cooperated happily and made a lot of money smoothly. However, Jiang Xinyu and Qiao Jianfeng did not reveal their names or where they came from. If something happened, they would just take the train and leave. Who else could do it? Find them? Not so with Chen Zhengyu. He goes to school here.

Chen Zhengyu shook his head, "I've come here several times to inquire about the situation, but I didn't say which school I was from."

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "After doing this again, we will go back to the capital to celebrate the New Year, and so will you. Don't go on taking risks behind my back. Whatever we do, if something goes wrong, we have to squat on the fence."

If something happened to this guy who was trying to get money, she felt that she was also responsible.

Chen Zhengyu nodded, "I understand, don't worry, I wouldn't dare to do it myself."

"Thanks to you this time, I have the money I save from daily life, so I'll treat you to dinner."

Chen Zhengyu's life was pretty good when he was young. The school originally provided subsidies for college students, but his mother and elder brother had to send money twice a semester. The money he had on hand was not enough for business, but it was enough for food and clothing.

Food stamps are required to eat in the hotel, so the three of them can only eat street food.

After parting ways with Chen Zhengyu, the two started hanging out on the street.

Jiang Xinyu said to Qiao Jianfeng: "If you have anything you want to take back to your family, I will lend you the money first and then deduct it after the account is settled."

Qiao Jianfeng also has plans: "When I come back next time, I will buy two pieces of good quality fabric to take home."

The two were talking, and a young man carrying a cloth bag came forward and patted the bag on his waist, "Teresa Teng's record, "Sweet Honey", five yuan a piece, how about it?"

At this time, Teresa Teng's songs were still called "extreme music" in mainland China.

But no matter how much you criticize, you can't stop everyone from loving to listen to her. She can't listen to her openly, so she listens secretly in private.

Jiang Xinyu and the boy selling records went to the side. Teresa Teng asked for one, and Feng Feifei also asked for one.

She had a record player at home, so she couldn't play it in a big way, so she kept the sound to a minimum and listened secretly.

Dried clam meat, dried clam meat, dried shrimps, shrimp skin, swimming crab, prawns, yellow croaker…

There were a lot of seafood sold on the streets, and she planned to buy more when she went back.

The next morning, I received three thousand yuan from Master Jin at the door of the guest house.

"Master Jin, why don't you let your apprentice go buy the goods? You are not afraid that I will take the money and run away."

Three thousand yuan, it's really weird to believe her.

Master Jin paused, and then took the three thousand yuan back, "I will secretly give you the money when I go to buy the goods, but you can't tell my apprentice about this."

Jiang Xinyu: "..."

Is the speed of change of mind too fast?

She nodded, "Four o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow?" Master Jin nodded, "That's it. We changed cars this time. The carriage is covered with tarpaulin. It's not as warm as last time. You guys should wear more clothes."

After separating from Master Jin, Jiang Xinyu returned to Huinan Road and asked the stall owner where he could buy cotton coats.

A quilt and a cotton coat should be enough.

The stall owner didn’t know where to sell cotton coats, but he knew where to sell jeans.

Jeans cost twenty-eight dollars a pair. At this price, no one would be willing to buy them in a rural area.

Jiang Xinyu didn't buy anything for the time being, thinking about buying things after she came back from this trip.

I couldn't buy a cotton coat, so I asked the stall owner to borrow a thick, old quilt.

At four o'clock the next day, in the lane in front of the stall owner's small warehouse, Xie Xin was laying out quilts and organizing the space in the carriage, while Jiang Xinyu and the stall owner were settling accounts.

This time Qiao Jianfeng paid 50 yuan, and Master Jin paid 3,000 yuan. Their total capital was 17,050 yuan.

The stall owner dialed the abacus very quickly, "Three hundred and forty-one pieces of cloth, a total of seventeen thousand and fifty-three yuan and four cents. If you add a zero to it, it will be seventeen thousand and fifty. This is years ago." It’s the last batch of goods, I don’t have much left here after I send them to you.”

The stall owner calculated that he had earned more than 1,130 in this period, and nodded in his mind, not bad, not bad. He was quite satisfied with making a lot of money a year ago.

After settling the bill, we started loading the goods into the car.

When it was dark, the truck drove out of the alley.

The carriage last time was small, but it was windproof and warm. This time, the carriage was large, windproof and not warm. Jiang Xinyu was sitting huddled under two layers of quilts wearing a bread suit.

She thought that this trip would be as uneventful as the last time. Who would have thought that she would encounter Jie Dao halfway in broad daylight.

When the car suddenly stopped, Master Jin cursed loudly, "Damn it, I bumped into Jie Dao."

He cursed loudly to remind Jiang Xinyu and the others behind him.

Jiang Xinyu was hit by a car and her head was covered. When she heard his words, she was so excited that she became sober.

When Chen Zhengyu was about to move, Qiao Jianfeng stopped him and said, "Don't move. Wait a minute, and you two won't make any sound in the car."

Jiang Xinyu felt a little more at ease. There was a big man from the special forces in the carriage.

Xie Xin at the front was panicked: "Master, there are eight of them in total. They have knives and hammers in their hands. Let's turn around."

Jiang Xinyu and the other two people in the carriage could not see that the front of the road was blocked by an iron fork, making it impossible for a large car to pass. As for the twenty meters behind, there were also iron forks placed. The road was so narrow that even if you wanted to turn around, you could change the road. Can't do it.

"Get out of the car and hand over your money and valuables."

The sound was so loud that the three people in the carriage could hear it clearly.

Qiao Jianfeng held the stick and pushed open a small gap in the tarpaulin, and saw the iron fork not far behind.

While he was secretly observing, there was a knock on the back door, and the gangster banged on it with a hammer.

"The driver got out of the car quickly. If he doesn't get off, we will smash the glass."

Master Jin didn't get out of the car at all. The gangster was caught off guard, and the car fell backwards, knocking one person away.

The car could only reverse up to twenty meters and then stopped there.

The sound of glass being smashed was a bit harsh.

As soon as the car stopped, gangsters came to pull the tarp to get on the car.

Jiang Xinyu and Chen Zhengyu held up a quilt together and held iron rods in their hands to defend themselves.