Leftover Girl's Neverland

Chapter 28 Temple Fair ([-])

Being called by the village chief, even if Meng Zhen didn't plan to go, he had no choice but to participate now.I signed up at the village committee, and went to the pond to see. Meng Fanli and his family had already left after watering the wheat field, and Meng Zhen's lotus pond was only half filled with water.

The other villagers who came to carry the water saw that Meng Zhen's face was not very good, and they were embarrassed to fetch water again. While secretly cursing Liu Yumei as a shrew in their hearts, they greeted Meng Zhen embarrassingly and left.After a while, Meng Zhen was the only one left in the pond. She looked at her lotus pond, and now the lotus had just sprouted, the water in it was much less, and a lot of fry were exposed.

She sighed secretly in her heart, what a tough woman, now there is no one around, she came to the manor to get the leather tube, and drew water from the spring pool in the manor to fill the lotus pond.

Because the persimmons in the yard ripen too early, the people in the village are envious and guessing. In order to reduce troubles, she has stopped watering the vegetables and fruit trees with spring water in the manor. Except for the early-ripening Chinese toon buds and persimmons, other jujube trees and walnuts Return to normal growth rate.

The water in the lotus pond was slowly filling up, and Meng Zhen's mood gradually calmed down. Alas, it's just a little spring water, forget it.Now her life is very ordinary, but she enjoys this ordinary and fulfilling life very much, why bother to disturb her peace for these trivial things?At best, the fence and the wooden house should be built earlier, so that those who are dissatisfied can get the hang of it.

When I got home, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still too early to prepare dinner. Xiong Xiong had already stayed in the manor and refused to come out. She felt a little bored and turned on the computer to surf the Internet.

Speaking of surfing the Internet, the broadband at her home was finally connected.Last week, the staff of the urban Unicom company came to Zhuangli to check the network problems of the primary school, and by the way, they gave Meng Zhenla a good line, and the broadband connection was connected the next day.

After Liu Jiajia and Feng Xiaoyan knew that broadband was needed, they discussed with Meng Zhen that they also wanted to add a laptop.I don’t usually have any entertainment, and I like to surf the Internet, but there is only one computer at home, and my sister Meng also uses it. If there is some money, I plan to buy a small book, and the three of us will share the Internet fee together.

There is no place to spend money now. Meng Zhen has recently saved a small sum of money. For the Internet fee of several hundred dollars, she does not want the two girls to share, but considering the strong self-esteem of young people, it is symbolic One person received 200 yuan.

After the broadband was connected, the two teachers rushed to the technology market in the urban area excitedly, and spent nearly three months' wages to each buy a [-]-inch netbook.The computer was solved, but the original computer desk was not enough, so Meng Zhen simply ordered a large workbench, and removed all other small furniture in the study, leaving only the wicker table and wicker chair under the window.Everyone occupies a corner of the large workbench, and computers, pen holders and other odds and ends are placed in their own places.

Turn on the computer, log in to QQ, today is a working day, and there is no information in the 303 group.Meng Zhen washed a plate of strawberries and put them on hand, while eating, he browsed the websites he often logged on to.Just after logging in to the "Quan Shui Ren Jia" forum, the system prompts that there is an internal letter.Clicking on it, I found that netizens sent her a lot of messages.

The reason is the strawberries she sent out.Netizens who received strawberries ate them up quickly. When they ate them, they just thought they tasted good, but when they ate them on the market, there was a gap in comparison. So they began to ask Meng Zhen to buy some of the strawberries she gave her.Netizens who didn't receive it were also very curious when they saw the pictures shown by other netizens, and asked Meng Zhen if he could also buy some.Therefore, Meng Zhen's private mailbox is full of messages from netizens begging to buy strawberries.

Meng Zhen read all the information, thought about it, and posted a post.Because she is a person who is easily satisfied, when the bank started to have deposits, she no longer went to sell vegetables every day, and only went to the big market every five and ten.Today is the 27th day of the lunar calendar, and there are still a few days before the big fair, and she is preparing to participate in the temple fair, so it is not very convenient for netizens to come to Liujiaji to buy.

Thinking of the temple fair on March [-], she directly said on the post that she doesn't have a store, so it is difficult to sell at a fixed point. If interested netizens can participate in the temple fair, her strawberries and persimmons will be sold at the temple fair.

Not long after the post was posted, some netizens followed up.

"Is the temple fair in Qianfo Mountain? Great, I just plan to go shopping. How many booths are there?"

"There are also persimmons! Forgive me for my ignorance, but it seems that now is not the season for persimmons, right?"

"Of course not. As the saying goes, 'Walnuts in July, pears in August, and persimmons in September come to the market'! It's not even March yet, and the persimmons are already ripe?!"

"Oh, now that technology is so advanced, 'everything is possible', let's go and see it then and then we'll know!"

"Hey, anyway, I'm sure about the strawberry from the landlord, and I'll go to the temple fair on weekends!"

"..."

In the post, everyone is discussing enthusiastically. It happens that this year's three-day temple fair, two days are weekends. People who have been tortured by the cold winter all winter can take this opportunity to go for an outing.

Meng Zhen probably told the netizen about the location of their booth, and left his mobile phone number, so he can call them when the time comes.

On QQ, Chen Xue's profile picture was shaking, and Meng Zhen clicked on it: "Honey, do you know there is a temple fair this weekend?"

Meng Zhen held strawberries in his mouth, typed with both hands, and thought to himself, what's the matter, even Chen Xue is also keen on temple fairs?

"I know, I'm ready to participate!"

"Really?! That's great. Remember to dress nicely for those two days. Zhao Kai and I will also go to help you cheer!"

Cheer?Help what power?Just about to ask, Chen Xue sent a message: "The boss is here, I flashed!"

Then it went offline, and Meng Zhen faced a big question mark: "I'm going to sell fruit, why are you dressed so beautifully?"

Time passed quickly, and it was the day of the temple fair in a blink of an eye. The villagers of Zhoujiazhuang busily drove all the way to the urban area in the car chartered by the village committee.

On the first day of the temple fair, because it was Friday, there were not many people. Meng Zhen also considered this situation, so he didn't bring much, and went more in the mood of joining in the fun.

There are not many tourists on the mountain, but people participating in the temple fair from all over the place arrive early in the morning. There are various fruits, pastries and snacks, as well as rare daily necessities and folk handicrafts. In addition, there are on-site painting and paper-cutting artists, Meng Zhen Put your own things on the stall in the west of the city, ask Mr. Wang to help watch, and start shopping by yourself.

She saw many things that she played with when she was a child, such as dough figures, sugar figures, and small wooden toys. Now people are chasing ethnic things again, and many gadgets that have disappeared from people's lives for many years have reappeared in everyone's life. in view.

At the end of the day, I didn't sell many things, but instead picked up a lot of snacks and handicrafts.

Facing the unsatisfactory first day, some villagers began to drum up their hearts. Could it be that their own things are not attractive and they cannot be sold?

When we went again the next day, the enthusiasm of the people in the village decreased a lot, but the children who were on vacation were clamoring to follow.Liu Jiajia went home by bus as usual, and Feng Xiaoyan saw that the gadgets bought by Meng Jie were very interesting, so she announced that she would help Meng Zhen sell fruits the next day.Meng Zhen also agreed with a smile, without revealing her actual intention.

In the early morning, the trucks in Zhoujiazhuang were carrying a large amount of goods, and the people in the village were sitting in the passenger cars behind. The children had no worries from the adults, laughing and laughing all the way, chatting about eating this and that, and climbing mountains!

Today Meng Zhen wore a casual denim jacket with a fanny pack on his waist and a big straw hat in his hand.Now Quancheng is beginning to enter the early summer, as some netizens ridiculed, "Spring City is a cow, people are like spring all the year round; Quancheng is even more cattle, our spring is like four seasons!"

After the spring snow, God seems to have forgotten to save spring for Quancheng, and it has directly transitioned to early summer. The temperature is getting higher and higher every day, and the highest temperature at noon sometimes reaches [-] degrees.

The temperature in the morning is not so high, but at noon, we set up stalls in the open air under the sun. If we are not prepared, it will be strange if we don’t suffer from heat stroke.So Meng Zhen is holding a straw hat, and there are parasols in the fruit basket. She brought a lot of fruit today. In addition to the strawberries for netizens, she also prepared a lot of persimmons. She believes that today’s temple fair must be Crowded.

At the destination, the young guys in the village helped to move the goods to the designated stalls. Before they were packed, customers began to come to the door.

The persimmons from Meng Zhen's family, the handicraft flower baskets from Mr. Wang, and the tiger-toed shoes from Grandma Liu are really very popular, and they sold a lot in a short time.Seeing this situation, Village Chief Meng felt more at ease. He was also worried about the sparse passenger flow yesterday.Originally, in order to take care of the villagers, the village managed to win the stalls at the temple fair, and then sent out the wallet and cart. If there is no effect, all these efforts will be in vain, and he will not be pleased if he spends money and effort.

People are very curious about the persimmons that are available now, but the persimmons are big and orange in color, and they feel attractive just by looking at them. After asking the price, one yuan per piece sounds a bit expensive at first glance, but look at the coconuts sold at the temple fair. They are also two yuan each.This big persimmon is a little smaller than a coconut, and it smells good, so someone tried to buy a few.

"Are you 'Da Nier of the Meng family'?"

Meng Zhenzhen was busy loading persimmons for customers, when an uncertain male voice came from his ear.

She raised her head, and there was a man in his 30s, wearing sportswear and glasses, "Hello, are you from the jar? I'm 'Meng Jiada Nier'!"

When Meng Zhen heard him call out his screen name in the forum, he felt that he should be a netizen of Quanshui.

"That's right, I'm an 'old urban farmer'. I didn't expect you to be the legendary new urban farmer!"

legend?Meng Zhen was sweating profusely, did he become a legend? 1
"Hehe, it's me. By the way, I brought all the strawberries. How much do you want? There are two catties and five catties!"

"Give me two five-pound ones. You don't know that our family is almost addicted to eating strawberries. Back then, you squeezed a few of the strawberries delivered by the courier, and gave the rest to my wife and son. I didn't have any." More than ten. Today, my wife sent a message, asking me to buy a ten-pound one, otherwise I won’t be allowed to enter the door, haha!"

Meng Zhen smiled and handed him two five-jin fruit baskets, collected the money, and chatted with netizens. The "old farmer" saw that Meng Zhen was very busy, so he paid the money and chatted a few words before leaving.

"Sister Meng, call!"

Feng Xiaoyan was sitting behind the booth, eating a persimmon in her hand, when she heard Meng Zhen's phone ring, she quickly picked it up and handed it to her.

"Okay, thank you!"

Meng Zhen answered the phone, it was Chen Xue, and pressed the call button: "Honey, you are here, are you there?"

"Here we are, my God, why are there so many people? We walked around for a long time before we found a parking space, and now it's at the east gate!"

"Okay, you wait there, I'll go there right away."

Meng Zhen and Feng Xiaoyan explained that persimmons cost 25 yuan each, Strawberry Xiaolan 50 yuan, and Dalan [-] yuan.Asking her to help look after the booth, he hurried to meet Chen Xue with a big straw hat.

"Oh, my great ancestor, why are you dressed like this? Didn't I tell you to dress up more beautifully?"

Chen Xue looked at Meng Zhen wearing simple denim, with a fanny pack hanging on his waist like a peddler, and a super earthy straw hat on his head, and she wanted to pass out immediately.

"Please, Xiaoxue, I'm here to sell fruit. If I don't dress like this, why don't I have to wear a dress and put on heavy makeup?"

"Selling fruit?" Chen Xue rubbed her temples, and asked her gloomily, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"March [-] Temple Fair!"

"I'm sick, today is a blind date meeting!"

(End of this chapter)