Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 38 Going to the County to Sell Honey (Read More)

It was another night of sitting in meditation, the genius was bright, and Gao Mingcheng woke up.

Grandma Xi and Gao Zhuang were still sleeping, so he took the bamboo basket prepared in advance very lightly, and went outside.

There were seven bottles of honey in the bamboo basket. He only sold one bottle at the Junling old market yesterday, because the people who went to the market were all the nearby villagers, and they didn't have that strong purchasing power.

He carried the bamboo basket and walked in the direction of Junling. Only there was a national road leading to the county town. If he wanted to enter the county town, he had to walk along the national road or wait for a shuttle bus by the side of the road.

Every day, there are shuttle buses running back and forth between the two adjacent counties. The section of Junling is just in the middle of the two counties. In this way, they can go to the county where they want to buy and sell things, or go to the next county to buy and sell things. also.

Gao Mingcheng's current speed is not what it used to be. At this point in time, there is no one on the road, and he doesn't have to deliberately slow down. He walks quickly on the country road and soon arrives at Junling.

Yesterday was Junling's fair, early in the morning, it would be very lively here, but today is not a fair, so it is still quiet at this moment, and the surrounding residents have not yet woken up.

Gao Mingcheng stopped on the side of the national road for a while. He looked around. Because he didn’t have a watch, he couldn’t predict the time accurately. But based on his experience, it’s about 05:30 now, and the first bus leaves at [-] o’clock. Starting from the county seat, it was about eight o'clock when we arrived at Junling.

Gao Mingcheng touched the money in his trouser pocket, and felt that the money would most likely not be used.

Forget it, he should go to the county seat!

They are about forty miles away from the county seat, but they have to walk another ten miles to get to the center of the county seat. His plan is to go to the farmers' market in the county seat first, sell the honey, and then go to the police station to find Gao Guobing.

There was no one around, so Gao Mingcheng didn't have to worry about it. He ran fast with the bamboo basket in his hand. Although he was fast, the bamboo basket was carried very firmly, and the bottles and cans inside did not collide with each other.

The national road is a cement road, but there are also some potholes, which are not as good as the asphalt roads of later generations.

Gao Mingcheng ran wildly all the way, feeling the cool morning wind blowing on his face, blowing his somewhat long hair behind his head.

His speed was no slower than the shuttle bus, but after running for more than ten minutes, there were intermittent pedestrians on the road.

These pedestrians all walked from their own villages to the national road, and then followed the national road into the county town to go to the market.

Each of them carried a load full of vegetables, each of which was carefully selected for sale in the county, and looked extremely beautiful.

In addition to vegetables, there were also people carrying a load of fish. Gao Mingcheng took a look and saw that most of them were crucian carp the size of an adult's palm. The crucian carp was still alive, lingering in the shallow water.

In addition to crucian carp, there are three grass carp about two catties, and a bucket of loach eel.

Now that there are people on the road, it is not easy for Gao Mingcheng to run too fast. He slowed down, but he still ran a little faster than ordinary people.

About half an hour later, Gao Mingcheng arrived at the county seat.

This was the first time he came to the county seat after his rebirth, and he was quite moved when he saw this slightly dilapidated city.

In the previous life, their county seat was changed from a county to a district, and there were high-rise buildings everywhere, which looked very impressive. Here, there is also his contribution. There are several communities, all of which are real estate opened by him. built by the company.

In this life, Gao Mingcheng doesn't plan to run around here and there, but plans to live a good life, and when the real estate starts to rise, he will get a share of it.

When he came to the farmer's market, it was crowded with people and it was already very lively.

But fortunately, it was still early, and there were still some vacant seats, so he found a vacant seat, put down the bamboo basket, and started yelling.

Throughout the farmer's market, there were shouts one after another, accompanied by the sound of bargaining, many voices gathered together, and finally became a noisy noise.

Following Gao Mingcheng's yelling, it quickly attracted several people to gather around.

When someone asked about the price, Gao Mingcheng always said seven yuan a catty.

The price of honey has always been quite high. In the era when various tickets were used, honey didn't need tickets, so it was in short supply.

"Is it wild honey from the mountains?" Someone asked worriedly.

"It's not wild honey from the mountains, what else can it be? I can't make fake ones either! How about this, I brought a bowl, you can taste some." Gao Mingcheng opened a can and poured some into the bowl. This time I brought a bowl, and some neatly cut bamboo branches, the bamboo branches are only as long as the middle finger, like a large toothpick, used as a spoon.

If you bring a spoon, then the spoon can scoop up a lot of honey. If you use bamboo sticks, you can only stick some honey, not much, but it is enough to taste.

He handed out bamboo branches to those who were interested in buying honey.

Although the man felt a little surprised, he knew what it was for without asking.

The man put one end of the bamboo branch into the honey, and turned it around to stick as much as possible. When the bamboo branch left, the sticky honey on it would naturally fall back into the bowl, and he quickly put it His mouth moved closer, holding his mouth full of sweetness.

It is also sweet, but the sweetness of honey and the sweetness of white sugar are still different. White sugar is just pure sweetness, but honey has floral fragrance besides sweetness.

There are hundreds of flowers in the mountains, and this wild honey is also called Hundred Flowers Honey.

"I'll try it too." The first person tried it, and the rest of the people also wanted to come and have a taste.

This honey is amber in color, and it is extra alluring in the morning sun.

Before you taste it yourself, you can already smell the unique sweetness of honey.

Needless to say, this must be the best wild honey!
Gao Mingcheng was also generous, he brought a lot of bamboo branches, and each person sent one, but those who had tasted it were not allowed to taste it again.

You can try it or not, but you can't keep tasting it.

This is not because Gao Mingcheng is stingy, but because repeated tasting will stain the honey in the bowl. Most people don't pay attention to this at the moment, but Gao Mingcheng is particular, and he doesn't want to lose customers because of this.

You must know that those who can afford honey are those who have no shortage of money and live a good life, and such people are more clean than ordinary people.

Gao Mingcheng's style attracted some people's admiration, so someone said: "I bought a bottle of honey, how much does your bottle of honey weigh? I mean get rid of the weight of the bottle."

Today Gao Mingcheng brought a scale, and Grandma Xi also has a scale. When there are a lot of vegetables at home, Grandma Xi will pick them to sell at the market in Junling.

"This bottle is worth seven taels. Excluding the bottle, a bottle of honey is about a catty and a half. I'll weigh it for you."

There are customers!Gao Mingcheng was overjoyed and took out the scale.

(End of this chapter)