Reborn to be rich

Chapter 36 The Temple Fair is Coming
Rejecting repeated invitations from Liping's family, Zhang Guodong went home and planned to have dinner. The fifth aunt's goods were already in short supply these days. Tomorrow would be July [-]st of the lunar calendar, and the temple fair on the seventh day of July would not be far away.

When he arrived, he found that his father was sulking in the yard, and his mother's expression was not very good.

"Dad, what's the matter? Who messed with your old man!" Zhang Guodong said with a smile.

"What's the matter with Wang Mancang? Your sixth uncle and I went to the county to look after the gongs, drums, and Yangko costumes. Now he said that there is no money in the account in the village! He was greedy for all the money in the village. I went to my own house, why did I spend 65 to invite the head of the village to dinner, isn’t that a lie!” Zhang Chenglin said angrily.

"Dad, Wang Mancang took the money from the village and made you so angry. How much is the rent of gongs, drums and Yangko clothes, and how much money is left in the village." Zhang Guodong knew that the money from the village brigade was in a mess. What's the difference between asking the village head for money? At this time, there is no public account. It is a secret in the village, and only the village branch has the right to ask.

"It costs at least 50 yuan to rent gongs, drums and Yangko costumes, and the main reason is that the shipping fee is at least 80 yuan. Now your uncle may not know how much money is in the village. Only Mancang knows it himself." Zhang Chenglin also lost his temper, and he always insisted on With the idea of ​​being kind to others, meeting Wang Mancang, who puts himself first, feels angry and has nothing to do.

"Don't take the account of the village! Let each family in our team pay 200 cents to make a point, and then our family will gather up [-] yuan, and let the second brother go to the county to bring back the rented things. This time, we can do it It's more lively."

Ganjing Township has three big gatherings a year, one is the three-day Qingyun temple fair on July [-]th, another three-day township fair on July [-]th, and the last one is on the third day of March every year, which is the township livestock trade After the meeting, there is only one day.

In fact, Zhangjialing already has a certain advantage in the village. What Zhang Guodong has to do is to maximize this cultural advantage, which will be more conducive to the future development of Zhangjialing Village.

"Since you have decided to do so, then do so! Get ready to be the village chief at the end of this year! Most people in the village hope that you can be the housekeeper of everyone this year. Your uncle said so in several village cadre meetings. Wang Mancang just lost his temper." Zhang Chenglin laughed out loud as he said that, in fact, sometimes his son does better than himself, being an official is the same as doing things, why not start with the things in front of him, and if he is the captain of the second team, then he will be the second team leader. Bring it better!

The lunar calendar entered July 40rd, and the second team collected money to rent a large drum, four small drums, eight sets of pats, and two sets of gongs in the county.In addition, there are 200 sets of Yangko costumes and some props. After spending 68 yuan, there is still [-] yuan left.

Pai Pai is a unique drum accompaniment instrument on the Loess Plateau. Rural Shehuo and Yangko are always indispensable. Zhangjialing began to rehearse nervously for gongs, drums and Yangko.

Zhang Guodong doesn't think about these things. I don't know when these things in the village have been spread to the present. The old people in the village know more things than him. He is going to Chang'an with a tractor at this time. Make up for the shortage of goods at home.

Zhang Guodong and his second brother went to Chang'an this time to bring silver coins and other antiques. He picked up all the valuable ones. Waiting at home for a year will make the value better. Zhang Guodong plans to sell these ordinary playthings with little collection value. .

In order to avoid accidents, Zhang Guodong went directly to "Jubaozhai". What he thought could be sold for 2 yuan ended up being sold for [-] yuan. The price of ordinary silver dollars here is only [-] yuan. Zhang Guodong can only grit his teeth and bear it. The capital is rich. The price of antiques is probably more than half higher than that in Chang'an, so it's better to go to the capital when you have the opportunity to sell things in the future.

When I went to the light industry market this time, Zhang Guodong had a rule of thumb when buying things. He bought everything he could use, such as pens and notebooks for children, school bags and toys, because the school would start in half a month, and someone would definitely need these things.

After loading the tractor until it couldn't fit anymore, Zhang Guodong calculated that nearly 7 yuan was gone.Earning money from the village meeting this time is of secondary importance, we must make the scene lively.

After returning home, Zhang Guodong found that many people in the village had already gone to Qingyun Temple, and in more than three days, people from the second team had already started to seize the booth.

Heizi had already occupied the best position at the entrance of the temple this morning. Uncle Yigong also marked out a space next to him when he saw it. Uncle Jiu saw it and found someone to start building a shed at the corner of the road.

"Guodong, don't you also want to set up a stall at the gate of Missing? The tent I borrowed from the village still has these two large tents that I don't need. If you want to use it, take it!" Not only did he find contacts in the countryside to get tents, but he also rented tables and chairs for weddings and weddings in neighboring villages. This trip cost dozens of dollars!

"That's fine, thanks, Uncle Jiu! I think I have to make a few clothes racks, and I'll use them to display clothes."

Clothes racks are very easy to make. Zhang Guodong ordered [-] sets. The village carpenter finished them all at noon the next day. We went to miss the door to set up a tent together.

There are still three days until July [-]th. I thought it was because of Zhang Guodong that the Qingyun Temple would be extremely lively this year. The best places on both sides of the temple have already been occupied by the second team. A sugarcane seller has already arrived at this time. The children in the village They were all drooling around the sugarcane seller and watching.

"Brother, I want to eat sugarcane!" Xiaoyue got off the tractor, took Zhang Guodong's hand and walked to the sugarcane seller.

"You're used to it. Girls don't look like girls. They only know how to eat and play all day long!" Mom had a problem with the fourth sister, and Zhang Xiaoyue didn't intend to be a good boy herself, so she completely ignored her mother's opinion.

Zhang Guodong bought sugar cane for the fourth younger sister, and gave half of it to the third younger sister. The two younger sisters were eating sugar cane, and Zhang Guotao kept muttering while watching.

The two tents occupy nearly 20 square meters, and Zhang Guodong occupies another [-] square meters of land on the side. At that time, he plans to divide the things he sells into three categories, clothing, daily necessities, and agricultural tools.

The most daily necessities and the most miscellaneous things are handed over to the fifth aunt, second brother, and Wen Bin. The clothes are watched by the mother, third sister, Wen Qing, and Wen Shu. As for the farm tools, I leave it to my father. As for Zhang Guodong himself , Of course they are reserve players, they can go where they are needed.

In the evening, Uncle Jiu came to Guodong's house to discuss the matter of leaving one person to watch at the gate of the temple at night. Just a family for two nights.

What Zhang Guodong didn't expect was that there were already many people at the entrance of the temple on July 7th. Who will play that day depends on the final rehearsal effect.

"Guodong, try playing a drum!" The grandfather stood by the main drum and handed the drum hammer to Zhang Guodong. Rural children have been exposed to some drumming since they were young, but they must have some strength to play.

"That's right, Guodong, try it! Haven't you played the small drum before? The big drum is the same." A group of people shouted.

Zhang Guodong is very familiar with the drum sets in the village. In his previous life, he also led the village gong and drum team to participate in the huge competition in the city.

"Okay, then I'll try!"

At this time, the most popular drum in the village should be three, one of which is the simplest for children to play, and the one that is slightly more difficult for everyone to play, and everyone is most familiar with it. It's fun.

The big drum is also the head drum in the village, and usually plays a leading role. Zhang Guodong beat the drum twice to signal everyone's attention. When he heard the starting point was the second set of drums, the eight sub-drums on the side followed. When it sounded, Zhang Guodong felt energetic all over.

Zhang Guodong liked music in his last life. He liked Qin Opera, folk voices, and various musical instruments. When the drums were played again, Zhang Guodong immediately felt his blood boil, and other people who followed his drums were also mobilized. The original loose sound of gongs and drums began to change Compact and powerful, people are constantly watching from a distance.

After a period of playing drums, Zhang Guodong played the third set of drums directly. Many people stopped when they heard this, and those who knew how to beat followed one after another.

When Zhang Guodong stopped the drum hammer in his hand, he felt that everyone around him was looking at him.

"Guodong, where did you learn your drums? It's almost as good as your grandpa's!" The people in the door praised that the grandpa's drums in the village are old-fashioned, and ordinary people can't compare with him.

"Where is it? It's much worse than Grandpa!" Zhang Guodong said modestly.

"Guodong, come and play the head drum with me! Let's try the effect this time, and if we can, the two of us will play together the day after tomorrow." Grandpa is also pleased to meet such a capable drummer, if the head drum is big enough It is possible for two or three people to knock together, but it will be more difficult, and it will look ugly if the movements are uncoordinated.

The young people who were still studying with Zhang Guodong just now handed over the things in their hands to the elders next to them. The grandpa made a move, and this was the official start of training, and everyone worked hard.

"You start!"

Zhang Guodong looked at his grandfather smiling encouragingly at him, and when his heart became warm, he no longer refused, and directly played the third set of drums.

The sound of the drums this time is obviously much better than last time, and it is okay to take it out for competitions. The big drums are played with momentum. Grandpa is almost 80 years old. There is no mistake in the drums. Let Zhang Guodong realize the gap between him and the opponent.

After playing a section, Zhang Guodong didn't expect that the grandfather didn't stop the drum and continued to beat twice. Everyone was almost exhausted, so he signaled the end.

"The big drums in our village have been the best in the village since I was a child. Since my grandfather, there have been big drums in the village. Every Spring Festival, the drums are played until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I really hope that the drums can be passed down forever. , The sound of the drum represents the thoughts and hopes of this village." The grandfather whispered, and everyone listened quietly, and Zhang Guodong felt that the grandfather wanted to give him some things in the village. , and this is what Zhang Guodong has been pursuing.

"Grandpa, don't worry! The times are better now! Every family's life will get better and better. Next year, our village will buy our own big drum, and we will still be the head drums."

"Yes, we are the two of you! Haha!"

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The gong and drum team in Zhangjialing shook all the surrounding villages. In the afternoon, the number of people offering incense in Qingyun Temple began to increase. Some young people wandered around the temple for nothing. Started to take up space at the gate of the temple.

On July 7th of the lunar calendar, Zhang Guodong heard the sound of gongs and drums in the brigade department again early in the morning. His parents had already got up to clean up the yard and make breakfast, and his second brother had already got up to refuel the tractor.

Zhang Guodong's new house was completely completed yesterday morning, and the tractor was ready to drive through the gate and enter the courtyard last night. The interior of the four newly-built bungalows has been painted white, giving people a sense of post-modernization.

"Pingping has woken up! Everyone in the village has gone to the temple! I can't sleep in late today, wake up soon!" Mother shouted outside the door of the third sister's house, and the third sister came out with sleepy eyes after a while.

"It's almost time to wash your face! This morning, a lot of things sold in the countryside came to the gate of the monastery. We have to pull the things over quickly. Your Uncle Yi Gong has already made tofu brains and carried them over."

After washing his face, Zhang Guotao was about to drive to pull the stone, but was blocked by Zhang Guodong.

"Second Brother, don't pull the rocks today! The Qingyun Temple Fair has been held for three days and the road construction in the village has also stopped for three days. Let's use a tractor to pull everything up early! Otherwise, we will use a shelf car to go to when."

Zhang Guotao drove the tractor to the door of Uncle Wu's house, and they had already prepared the things to be pulled to the door of Qingyun Temple. They first carried all kinds of clothes into the carriage, and then moved to get general merchandise.

After four trips in a row, all the things to be moved were finished. Hu Yuee took her daughter and two nieces and began to hang clothes on the hangers. Put it on the bed board at the entrance of the tent, but Zhang Chenglin threw all the iron tools in the tent.

"Everyone is busy with work. If you don't spread out the wheel and the three-tooth stick, what will happen if someone takes up the space later?" Hu Yue'e said dissatisfiedly when she saw her husband not moving at the side.

"Where will anyone buy farm tools today? It's just kids wandering around here. I'm going to play drums with Guodong later!"

Zhang Guodong's village gong and drum team played the head drum this time, which made Hu Yue'e gain face among the neighbors. Zhang Chenglin slapped well and was arranged at the front of the gong team. He was going to rehearse with Zhang Guodong in the afternoon.

After helping mother and fifth aunt put things away, many people began to look outside and ask prices. After a while, a woman bought a green military uniform for her son. Xi's mother grinned.

"Uncle Jiu, you're late! See how good Uncle Yi Gong's business is! It's only ten o'clock in the morning and the vat is almost sold out." Tofu nao is cheap, a bowl only costs 5 cents, although the quantity is small But many people are willing to try something new. Since morning, Uncle Yi Gong's two tables have never stopped guests.

"You guys came here so early! I'll bring the pot later, and I'll start selling it at noon! Brother Yigong's business is good!" Uncle Jiu asked with a smile while pulling firewood for the tent door.

(End of this chapter)