Rebirth kicked the scumbag to farming

Chapter 5

"Really? That's great." Gentle and joyful, she held Yang Qing's hand, but immediately frowned again, "Yang Qing, we don't have money to rent a booth."

"This..." Yang Qing hesitated, should she talk to her uncle?Looking at the girl with slumped shoulders and wrinkled face like a bun, she gritted her teeth and decided, "Let me help you ask if you can owe it first or let my uncle put a part of it first."

Although this proposal was very tempting, Wen Rou rejected it. "Yang Qing, can you help me make an appointment with your uncle? I want to talk to him face to face, maybe I can convince him."

At this moment, Yang Qing already regretted what she said just now. After all, Wenrou is only her roommate. She is just a good friend even if she is exhausted. For a good friend, she is really unfilial to make things difficult for her uncle!Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, you go back with me on Friday, and my uncle is also here."

The difficult problem was half solved, but the gentle heart was not much relaxed.In her previous life, she had negotiated a lot of business with clients, but since she was taken care of by Yan Wenbei, she has lived a life of a rich wife with no worries about food and clothing, and she has completely forgotten many negotiation skills.Moreover, the premise of negotiation is that you have what the other party wants in your hand. Could it be that with a few fresh melons and fruits, people will buy you?

Wait, Rourou feels that she has overlooked a very important message, her melons and fruits are not only fresh, but also unavailable in winter.This is her biggest bargaining power.

On the second day, Gentle entered the space. The big winter melon was lying on the ground waiting for someone to pick it; the round tomatoes were hanging on the branches, bending the branches; Crescent Moon.

The vines are covered with clusters of round, large grapes; the pear tree also bears pears one by one, gently pick one off, rub it, the mouthful of juice, sweet to the heart.She gnawed the pear three or five times, picked another orange with yellow peel, peeled off the orange peel to reveal the flesh, and threw it into her mouth, so sweet that she almost bit her own tongue.

Ruan wrapped one of each item in clothes, but she didn't bring vegetables, because she was confident that these fruits would make Uncle Yang Qing nod and agree.

As soon as Friday arrives, local students rush out of the school gate, like a group of small fish released into the sea.This depends on the system of University B. All students of University B, whether local or out of town, must stay on campus before Friday and must return to school on Sunday night.

Yang Qing took Gentle's hand, and the two waited for the bus at the bus stop.After a while, the car arrived, and the two swiped their cards and found a seat by the window to sit down.

Yang Qing's home is in the east of City B, where there is a state-owned textile factory.The spring breeze of reform brought down a large number of state-owned factories, but the factory where Yang Qing's parents worked survived.

Behind the textile factory is a worker's dormitory building, and Yang Qing's home is in it.Yang Qing opened the door and made a "please" gesture to let Wen Rou advance.

Gentle changed her slippers, which was a habit left over from her previous life.Yang Qing by the door was secretly surprised, because she thought it was not customary to change shoes when entering the house in the countryside, and just now she was still wondering whether to remind Wen Rou to change shoes.

This is a room with two bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen and bathroom. There are posters of the most sought-after male stars on the snow-white walls. Under the posters is a brown hard leather sofa. Diagonally opposite the sofa is a 25-inch color TV. , is a luxury.

"You sit down first, I'll go back to my room and change clothes." Yang Qing turned on the TV, and the living room was immediately filled with laughter.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Qing's parents returned home one after another.Yang Qing's father was a mechanic. As soon as he got home, he took off his oil-stained factory uniform and put on home clothes, chatting warmly and gently with them.

Yang Qing's mother is slightly fat, and she is in good shape, but she is not tall. Standing next to Yang Qing's father is like a small bird.She has a round face with two lovely dimples when she smiles.The dimples on Yang Qing's face were inherited from her mother.

Yang Qing's uncle knocked on the door of Yang Qing's house just in time for dinner, and while changing his shoes, Uncle Yang said with a playful smile, "Brother-in-law, you are so kind to me, you know I love meat, and you cook for me by yourself. , you are really my brother-in-law!"

Mother Yang dropped her chopsticks abruptly, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Okay, don't gossip over there, didn't you see any guests here?"

Uncle Yang noticed that there was still No. [-] person at the dinner table. He washed his hands and put it on the table, "You are Yang Qing's classmate, right? I haven't seen you before."

With a gentle and generous smile, "I'm Yang Qing's roommate, and I'm relying on her to go home today."

Uncle Yang nodded, picked a piece of braised pork into his mouth, chewed it casually a few times, and then fell down.Uncle Yang is a person who doesn't want to eat well even when he eats, so he talks to Father Yang while eating.

"Brother-in-law, you really don't think about going to the market to set up a stall. Let me tell you, one month of setting up a stall is worth your annual income."

It turned out that although Yang's father repaired textile machines in the factory, he had very little money, which was not as good as Yang's mother.For this reason, Yang's mother specially asked her younger brother to find out if there were any booths for rent in the market.

"What kind of business does uncle plan to do?" Rourou asked curiously.

Yang's father actually didn't want to leave the factory to work outside. After all, he had worked for most of his life and had feelings for the factory. He really didn't want to leave.But, the tuition fee for the child to go to college, the dowry in the future, which one does not need money?

He bit his chopsticks, "I haven't figured it out yet!"

Rourou took the opportunity to say: "I have a fellow who owns a few acres of land and grows a lot of vegetables and fruits, but there is no way to sell them. Why don't you sell the vegetables and fruits to uncle, and uncle, you can resell them, okay?"

The three adults listened earnestly. After Yang's father thought carefully, he said, "Xiao Wen, your uncle is not smart enough. Your uncle is really not good at doing business. Otherwise, I will rent the stall and rent it to your fellow villagers." Just give me some money every month from your hometown."

Rou Rou was ecstatic, now the stall is settled. "Uncle, to tell you the truth, my fellow villagers probably don't have the money to rent a stall. Otherwise, he can pay the money after he earns money, and he can pay the IOU." Rourou looked at Father Yang on the opposite side eagerly, his eyes full of tears. sincere.

Father Yang also understood how hard it is for foreigners to make money, so he waved his hand, "Okay, Uncle can trust you." He turned to Uncle Yang and said, "Da Ming, I will go with you to the market tomorrow to see the stalls."

"Brother-in-law, wrap me up."

After the meal, everyone tasted the melons and fruits brought by Gentle, and the watermelon in the greenhouse surprised everyone.The price of greenhouse watermelons sold outside has far exceeded the range that this family can afford, so being able to eat watermelons makes the family very happy.

Mother Yang said with a smile, "Xiao Wen, you are not allowed to bring so many things with you next time, you are all students, how can you afford to buy these things!"

"These are all grown by my fellow villager, and I don't spend any money." Rourou pushed the problem to the non-existent fellow villager again.

(End of this chapter)