Rebirth at the end of seventy: my life I make the decision

After some busy work, the preparations were finally completed. Wang Xiuying shuttled between several stalls for the last inspection.

When she stopped in front of the booth arranged by Lin Jingya for Chen Jiao, there was the sound of firecrackers outside.

In the sound of firecrackers, a loud voice sounded: "the thick flat farmers' market in Y county is open!"

With this sound, the door of the market opened, and residents who had been curious for almost two months poured in.

Wang Xiuying's No. 1 and No. 11 positions bear brunt.

According to the previous arrangement, stall No. 5 sells all kinds of mountain goods collected by two aunts from mountain people. Today, the second uncle Lin Haiping and his wife are in charge. Stall No. 8 sells handicrafts made by Grandma Wang Xiuying, her aunt and cousins, and the eldest aunt and cousin Lin Tingting are in charge.

Booth 1 is headed by Wang Xiuying and Zhang Qingyang. Booth 11 is the father and son of Lin Haidong and Lin Xuannan. Others temporarily go to one side, or wander around the market or stand not far away.

There is nothing on booth 1. No, there is still one thing, that is, the price list just written by Wang Xiuying.

"Light green vegetables, 18 cents per kilogram"

"Fresh and tender cucumber, 21 cents per kilogram"

"Seedless tender eggplant, 20 cents per kilogram"

"Spicy pepper, 24 cents per kilogram"

"Crisp and tender new winter bamboo shoots, 20 cents per kilogram"

“……”

Many people stopped at booth 1 and looked at the small blackboard. Although the price of this dish did make people feel a bit painful, more and more people surrounded booth 1.

In the end, it is the county. Most of them are paid workers every month. Naturally, many people are willing to spend more money on fresh food.

However, after looking at the small blackboard, the voices of doubt began to increase.

"Have you ever heard of fresh and tender cucumbers in this season?"

"I only eat pickled cucumbers in winter. Fresh and tender cucumbers? How can it be! The season is wrong!"

"Little girl, you bought this stall just to practice calligraphy for everyone?"

“……”

There were all kinds of comments, and gradually the spearhead pointed at Wang Xiuying. After all, Wang Xiuying made a great show when drawing lots to buy stalls that day. There were still some people who knew her.

Wang Xiuying had a very decent smile on her face. Since everyone said cucumbers, she took them out to give her parents a long eye and gave Zhang Qingyang a look. Zhang Qingyang immediately understood and turned around to take out two fresh cucumbers from the burden behind her.

As soon as the fresh and green cucumber appeared, it immediately caused a burst of exclamation.

"It seems that it's really a cucumber, but I don't know if it's fake?" a man standing behind shouted.

With a smile, Wang Xiuying took one of them from Zhang Qingyang's hand and gently broke the cucumber into two.

"Wow, it's true, it's a real cucumber! Tender cucumber, I want to eat!" a rich lady standing in front stared at the cucumber in Wang Xiuying's hand, only drooling.

"If you want to eat, buy it. It's twenty cents and one kilogram. You can eat fresh and tender cucumbers in winter. It's not expensive. I don't know how your cucumbers have been preserved until now, little girl?" asked an old man with pale hair and elegant temperament who should be a retired cadre.

Wang Xiuying was waiting for someone to ask such a "professional" question, so she raised her voice and said, "Sir, my cucumber is not stored. It's all just picked from the ground. You always see how fresh the vine is."

Zhang Qingyang understood why Wang Xiuying asked them to leave more cucumber vines on them when picking cucumbers. At the beginning, everyone thought that Wang Xiuying asked for more weight.

The old man leaned close to the cucumber in Wang Xiuying's hand, looked again and again, and finally came to the conclusion: "the little girl didn't lie. This is the cucumber just picked. But how did you grow cucumbers in this winter?"

"Sir, let me keep it a secret for the time being." Wang Xiuying smiled playfully at the old man.

The old man smiled clearly. Instead of continuing to ask questions in this department, he pointed to the small blackboard and asked, "do you have all the dishes written on the blackboard?"

The old man's question raised the questions of everyone on the scene.

"Yes, there are everything written on the blackboard, but the quantity that can be supplied every day is not much. My uncle said that the price is the same only three days before the opening of the market. From the 4th, the price of each dish will rise by five cents per kilogram. The quantity is limited, and the discount has a time limit. If you want to buy, hurry!" Wang Xiuying raised her voice again.

Standing beside him, Zhang Qingyang looked at her in surprise, but Wang Xiuying continued to answer the customer's questions as if nothing had happened. At this time, Zhang Qingyang could not think more.

Because at this time, several people had come up with money to buy vegetables. He had to weigh the vegetables and cooperate with Wang Xiuying to sell them.

Most of the people who came to the market today came to see the excitement, so most of them came empty handed, so the small bamboo vegetable basket at booth 11 became a hot commodity.

When Wang Xiuying asked grandpa to make a vegetable basket, she didn't ask grandpa to make a big one. She only asked him to make a seemingly beautiful vegetable basket that can hold three or two kilograms of vegetables.

With the first one paying for it, there will be the second, the third

Especially after watching Wang Xiuying and Zhang Qingyang take out all kinds of vegetables from the tightly covered burden behind them, even if they were just watching the excitement, they also had the idea of buying fresh vegetables.

Look at the vegetables. The green ones are small vegetables, tender cucumbers and small sharp peppers, the red ones are tomatoes, red lantern peppers, and the purple ones are fresh and tender eggplants. You can know that they are fresh vegetables just picked from the ground without looking at the touch.

There are also winter bamboo shoots stuck with soil next to the blackboard. At first glance, they are just dug from the mountain and have gone to the old root

The market opened for only an hour, and the burden behind Wang Xiuying and Zhang Qingyang has been completely emptied.

However, the number of people who want to buy vegetables is still increasing. Some residents far from the market heard that there are fresh vegetables sold in the thick flat market in winter. One by one, they have poured into the thick flat market.

Unfortunately, fresh vegetables have been sold out. If you want to eat them, you have to wait for tomorrow.

This made the white aunts and aunts very unhappy and talked about it.

After graduating from junior high school, Zhang Qingyang only stayed at home for half a year and became a soldier. In the face of this scene of three aunts and six women talking, he seemed a little overwhelmed. On the contrary, although Wang Xiuying was young, she always had a calm smile on her face: "Dear aunts, aunts and sisters, first thank you for your support, and then say sorry to you. We have just tried to grow vegetables in winter this year, so we are only in the exploratory stage, and the daily supply is really limited.

However, I can give you a promise. Although the supply is limited, it will not be interrupted. Even if the Chuping market does not open during the Spring Festival, we will send vegetables here every day. "

Wang Xiuying's words successfully extinguished the anger of aunts and aunts, and began to spread slowly in the market.

On the first day of the opening of the Chuping market, there are not many things to take out, but there are still some. The dried mushrooms, air dried pheasants and rabbits in the mountain goods stall over there are not just good things for the new year.