In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

Chapter 211
the next day.

The genius is slightly brighter.

Li Duoyu got up, and sailed to the oyster field with Dad, Chen Wenchao, and Li Qingguang, and collected all the oysters whose ropes had been cut.

They gave 100 catties each to Old Man Mi and Uncle Zhuang, and kept about [-] catties for themselves, and handed over the rest to the oyster pryers.

Pry them all to make dried oysters.

At almost eight o'clock in the morning, Li Qingguang brought in a complete set of homemade oyster grilling tools.

There are five small stoves burning charcoal in total.

I don't know where he got six thin iron rods, tied them with iron wires, and then fixed them on a wooden frame to make a simple grill.

Although the grill is very simple, it is very practical.

In addition to these, Li Qingguang also prepared a lot of seasonings. He actually remembered all the ones Li Duoyu used for barbecue last time.

Including local oyster sauce, sugar, soy sauce, minced garlic and jars of lard in glass bottles.

Seeing how well-prepared his cousin was, Li Duoyu looked at him with admiration. It seems that this kid didn't try casually, but carefully prepared.

Li Duoyu couldn't help asking: "Qingguang, didn't you always want to be a mechanic before, why did you suddenly change your career to be a chef?"

Li Qingguang scratched his head:

"It's my dream to be a mechanic, but I have no money now, so I have to earn some living expenses first."

Looking at the 16-year-old Li Qingguang in front of him, Li Duoyu felt that he seemed to have suddenly matured a lot in the past six months.

When Li Duoyu was his age, he had just graduated from junior high school. After leaving school, he knew how to play all day long. How can his cousin be so motivated.

"Let's go, brother will take you to earn living expenses today."

"Thank you bro."

If it was Shangfeng Town, Li Duoyu was quite confident. After all, most of the people who went to the town to catch the fair were fishermen.

I have eaten oysters more or less, and my acceptance of oysters is relatively high, and if he comes to grill the oysters himself.

These more than 100 kilograms of oysters will be sold out quickly.

After talking to Lao Li and explaining some things to Chen Wenchao, Li Duoyu drove the sampan to Qingkou Wharf with Li Qingguang's barbecue equipment and a load of oysters.

After arriving at the pier.

Li Duoyu originally wanted to call a tractor directly to take the two of them to the fairing place in the town.

Unexpectedly, after Li Qingguang got off the pier, he rushed to the bus dedicated to going back and forth between Shangfeng Town and Qingkou Wharf on the spot.

As a result, before the oysters could even be loaded onto the bus, the driver stopped him and refused to let him get on the bus.

"No, you have too many."

"It's still dripping with seawater, and the car boards will be corroded by you. To transport so many things, I hired a tractor myself."

Hearing these words, Li Qingguang felt as if he had fallen from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, and instantly became dejected.

If you hire a tractor as the driver said, the transportation cost will be at least four or five yuan.

The cost of oysters is one cent per catty. If they are roasted and sold for two cents per catty, even if more than 100 catties are sold, it will only cost more than 20 yuan.

After deducting the cost, transportation fee, and material fee, I can't make a few dollars at all, and this money has to be divided equally with Brother Yu.

He obviously just wanted to go to the market and bake oysters to make some money, but why was it so difficult?

And this time.

Li Duoyu secretly stuffed a pack of cigarettes and gave it to the driver. He said with a naive smile: "Master, please be accommodating. The two of us are just running a small business. These oysters combined are not as expensive as a tractor trip. Really hire I can’t afford a tractor.”

The driver who received the cigarette looked a little better, but he still said seriously: "It's not easy to look at you, just this time. I can't do this again next time. It's going to leak later. Please help me clean it up." I don’t know.”

"I know, if there is a leak, I will definitely wipe it for you and won't cause any trouble to the master."

"That's good, come up."

Li Qingguang on the side kept blinking. He felt that he was still too young. The moment the driver refused him, he had already given up.

I didn’t think about it, this is okay.

A nearby fisherman who was carrying salted hairtail saw the two of them loading oysters onto the bus and wanted to imitate them and use the bus to save some transportation fees.

But as soon as he stepped on the bus, he was scolded by the driver.

"How many times have I told you that salted octopus can't get on the bus, because I can't understand people's language, right?"

The fisherman who was carrying salted hairtail pointed at Li Duoyu and the others in the car and said, "Why can they move so many oysters up there, but I can't get up with so little hairtail fish?"

The driver looked at him with disgust and directly attacked him personally: "I don't smell bad, but you, a salty fish guy, have a fishy and smelly whole body. If you are asked to take him into the car, how can anyone stand it?"

After being scolded by the driver, the fisherman who was picking salty octopus was also angry: "You stink, do you want me to take off my pants and let you smell them?"

"Anyway, whether you stink or not, your hairtail just can't get on the bus."

Li Qingguang, who saw this scene, seemed to have been taught a hard lesson by this society at this moment.

No wonder Brother Duoyu is not very addicted to cigarettes, but he always carries one or two packs of cigarettes with him. This is how it is used. If this hairtail fish seller, like Brother Yu, secretly stuffs a pack of cigarettes, he will probably be the same as They got in the same car.

Thinking of this, Li Qingguang couldn't help sighing, no wonder the bus drivers are so rich at this time.

The bus drove for about ten minutes and arrived at Shangfeng Town. But not long after, the bus master kept honking the horn and cursing: "These bastards block the road every time."

"Those who come to the fair, get off here."

A passenger complained: "The master hasn't arrived yet, please drive forward."

"Today is Daxu, there are too many people, too congested, the car can't drive in, everyone get off here."

Li Duoyu took a look and found that there were a lot of people on the road, and it was very lively. Most of them walked here with their goods.

There are those who drive pigs and sheep,

There are also people who use bullock carts to pull goods, while pulling carts, and pulling everywhere along the way.

Since they came relatively late, the most central location has long been crowded with people, and now everyone can only set up stalls on the periphery of the fair.

Li Duoyu said to Li Qingguang: "Let's go, let's get out of the car."

In fact, this place is very familiar to Li Duoyu, and it used to be very prosperous, with vendors selling imported goods everywhere.

Li Duoyu also set up a street stall here for two or three years, specializing in selling various goods for sale.

In the past, the whole street here was managed by the bald man who loved to wear silver necklaces. Anyone selling smuggled goods would charge five to ten yuan a day for stall fees.

Li Duoyu and Agui used to set up a street stall here for two or three years, and paid five to six hundred for the stall fee alone.

Looking at the past now, there is indeed a big difference from before. All the things sold have changed, and they are no longer those imported products.

They were items that were closer to daily life. Li Duoyu saw the cart pushing gasoline barrels and could smell roasted sweet potatoes from a distance.

There is also a sudden "bang", you don't need to think about it, it must be popcorn.

There are also many people pushing bicycles on the road shouting: "I'm selling oyster cakes, freshly fried oyster cakes."

There are also barefoot doctors who keep shouting: "It only treats corns, and if it can't be cured, it doesn't cost money."

There are all kinds of vendors selling everything, a whole stack of uncut tobacco leaves, all kinds of pirated tapes, and some people specialize in selling imported cigarettes.

The price is clearly written on it.

Marlboro 6 yuan.

Kent 6 yuan.

Hilton 4.4 yuan.

A good friend is 3.5 yuan.

Li Duoyu hasn't seen this kind of scene for many years. After he came back from the island country, the fair had been canceled long ago and replaced by a large supermarket.

(End of this chapter)