Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 47 Wang Tong’s trump card
"You respect your uncle?"

"You're offering me your ass!"

When Wang Yonghe saw Wang Tong coming up to him and making jokes, he became furious.

Fortunately, neither the donkey nor the cart was hurt this time.

It seems that it is finally coming to an end.

As a result, this short-sighted boy in my family was still not satisfied.

Wang Yonghe glared and raised his hand, ready to chase Wang Tong away.

As a result, just when he stretched out his hand halfway to chase the person away, it was suddenly stopped by another hand.

Wang Yonghe was dumbfounded.

The person who stopped him turned out to be his elder brother Wang Yongjiang.

He looked over there blankly.

Wang Yonghe then realized that there was something quite wrong with the look in his elder brother Wang Yongjiang's eyes.

The previous anger was gone, and instead he was filled with relief and longing.

"???"

Wang Yonghe looked in the direction he was staring and his eyes quickly fell on Wang Tong's hand.

Only then did he notice that his second son was holding a bag of things in his hands.

It was packed in a transparent film bag that looked very high-end. After taking a look at it, Wang Yonghe's breath paused.

Wow, it’s a bag full of tobacco.

Although there are already plenty of filter cigarettes for sale in the supply and marketing stores now.

But among the farmers in the mountains, except for those who like to smoke hookah, the others basically roll their own cigarettes.

This cigarette...needs tobacco.

During the years when the harvest was good, their Shanmuling Production Team also tried growing tobacco leaves. However, to grow tobacco, they had to build a tobacco curing room and buy coal to cure the tobacco. Curing tobacco also required skills. If they were not careful and the tobacco was badly roasted, all the work of the whole room would be in vain.

After two years of trial planting on a small scale, the returns were not good.

Gradually, tobacco was no longer grown.

Those who smoke in the village would take their belongings to the market to exchange for tobacco.

The tobacco sold at the market is also grown and cured by people from other villages. Because the vitality of small tobacco curing houses is uneven, the color of the tobacco leaves is mixed after curing, and the sizes are also different. It is called "local tobacco".

Generally speaking, it is about five or six cents per tael.

But the pack of tobacco in front of me is not only golden in color, but also cut evenly and neatly.

At first glance, it is the bulk "golden tobacco" that can only be produced by the tobacco factories above.

The price is at least 15 cents per ounce.

This bag is so bulging, I’m afraid it weighs about one kilogram!

That means at least one dollar and fifty cents!

Do not!
wrong!

Glancing at the bottom of the film bag, Wang Yonghe discovered that there seemed to be something underneath.

When he turned his head to take a look, the corners of his mouth almost twitched.

There are actually two packs of soft-shell red bean cigarettes underneath.

One dollar a pack!

That’s another two dollars!
This prodigal son actually took out this money to honor his uncle!

Wang Yonghe looked at his second son who was grinning and laughing heartlessly in front of him, and felt as if a knife had stabbed into his heart, making it bleed.

On Wang Yongjiang's side, after seeing Wang Yongjiang twisting his head to look at the bottom of the bag, he also leaned over to take a look and quickly saw the two packs of filter tips in the bag.

The corner of his eye twitched, and his eyelids narrowed immediately, looking at Wang Tong: "Second brother! Is this really a way for you to show your filial piety to me?"

"Of course!"

"No...it must have been kidnapped from somewhere!" Although Wang Yongjiang really wanted to take it, he was still a little worried.

Upon hearing this, Wang Tong immediately became unhappy: "Uncle! If you don't believe me, I will take this thing back!"

Wang Tong made a gesture to take the things back.

"I believe it! Of course I believe it!"

Wang Yongjiang quickly reached out and took the bag. Then he couldn't help opening the bag, took out a handful of tobacco and sniffed it.

An intoxicated look immediately appeared on his face.

Wang Yonghe and the others were all stunned by his drastic change in appearance. Even Wang Tong's aunt couldn't stand it anymore. She gently pinched her husband's arm and muttered, "What are you doing?"

"Hey! Aunt, don't be anxious!"

Seeing that his aunt was unhappy, Wang Tong immediately ran back to the basket, lifted the kudzu leaves covering it, and quickly pulled out a large bag of things. He then ran back to the donkey cart with them: "Here! Aunt, there's still some to give to you!"

"And... to honor me?"

Aunt Wang Tong's face was filled with shock and she seemed to be at a loss as to what to do.

"Of course!" Wang Tong showed his big white teeth and immediately stuffed the newspaper in his hand into the bag. He also helped to tear open the packed newspapers outside, revealing the soap, salt... and a bottle of honey inside.

"This……"

This not only stunned Aunt Wang Tong, but also shocked everyone else present.

It is indeed a bit ridiculous to use soap, salt and other things to honor others.

But that bottle of honey is really eye-catching.

These things add up...

It is even more valuable than the pack of tobacco in Wang Yongjiang's hand.

"Second!"

At this time, Wang Yonghe on the side couldn't help it anymore and grabbed Wang Tong's shoulder: "Tell me the truth, did you go to do something shameful this time?"

As a father, he had a general idea of ​​the situation his son was in.

If you can come up with one dollar, it's like the sun is rising in the west.

As a result, giving away so many things at once forced him to have some doubts.

"Tsk! Dad, who are you looking down on?"

Facing his father's questioning, Wang Tong was not at all shy, patting his chest and saying: "I made all this honestly from the market! It was honest and clean!"

Seeing that he spoke with confidence and didn't seem to be lying at all, Wang Yonghe didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Instead, Wang Gui came up and said, "Second brother! Don't lie again. I heard that you went to the market with Hong An, and you were idle all day long. He doesn't even have rice to eat at home. How can you make money?"

His question hit the nail on the head. Everyone pricked up their ears and looked at Wang Tong.

But Wang Tong remembered Fang Hongan's instructions and didn't fall into the trap at all. He smiled smugly: "Hehe! Brother, this is a business secret! I won't tell you! If you insist on accusing me, find evidence first!"

"you……"

Wang Gui was choked and stared in anger.

As for evidence, where can he find it?

The key point is, no one knows what happened to the second child in their family today.

The confidence is so strong, it sounds like... it's real money earned!

At the same time, Wang Yongjiang also understood that his nephew Heizi borrowed his donkey cart and should be making money.

As for how I make money, I don’t even want to talk about it.

But these things are undoubtedly a way to honor one's family.

In this case, they'd better leave quickly. Otherwise, if the third brother really asks something wrong and asks for these things back, they will suffer a great loss.

Immediately, Wang Yongjiang waved to Wang Tong and was about to leave.

"Don't go yet, uncle!"

Wang Tong quickly stopped Wang Yongjiang and said, "I've given you this gift. Can I borrow your donkey cart next time?"

Afraid that his uncle would refuse, Wang Tong added: "Don't worry, if you lend it to me once, I will give you a pack of golden tobacco!"

"Is that so..." Wang Yongjiang's cloudy eyes suddenly shone with a bright light, "Okay! Okay! My donkey cart... you can lend it to me at will!"

"Then uncle, please take care..."

After seeing Wang Yongjiang off, Wang Tong turned around and found that his whole family were looking at him strangely.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Wang Tong curled his lips and walked to the basket: "Don't worry, I not only bought things for them, but also for my family!"

As he spoke, Wang Tong lifted up the kudzu leaves on the basket.

Everyone looked over there and saw that the basket was filled with a huge pile of things.

What you can see is a roll of cloth, a candle, and daily necessities such as soap and toothpaste...

I couldn't see through them, and there were also paper packages wrapped to look like tea. Judging from the packaging style, they should be snacks or fried fruits sold by the state-owned supply and marketing store...

　Thanks to [book friend 20220707235207327] for the reward!

　　I feel so motivated! Thanks!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)