Chapter 558 558. Can the car still accommodate people?
Professor Song has always felt that he is still young and his physique is no worse than that of young men. But tonight, looking at the people crowding around the pond, he wisely did not challenge himself. Instead, he found a spot and stood there steadily, watching his students with fish scales on their faces and their bodies covered with mud. …
Hmm, let’s not talk about it, I quite feel it.
It has the atmosphere of simplicity and pioneering in youth.
The difference is that when he was young, he was a strong laborer, but now he is a swinger...
“Uncle, why don’t you grab the fish? Can’t you squeeze in?”
Xiao Cai, who was waiting to kill the fish after becoming famous, looked at him curiously.
Professor Song: ...Huh?
Fortunately, Xiao Cai doesn’t need his answer now. He is just immersed in his own success and looking for someone to share it with:
"Actually, it's fine if you don't grab it. You can buy this fish anytime. This fish is just a little bit delicious, nothing special... Look at me, my mother still insists on buying a fish worth ten thousand yuan. This is all Irrational! If you ask me, 8,000 yuan is enough for two people to eat slowly for a few months. "
"Hey, uncle, how did you know about this place? Did you also know about it from Mr. Zhao in the market? Oh, did you grab eggs recently? Ten yuan each. You said my salary of three to four thousand a month is enough. How many to eat?”
“This company is black-hearted! It’s so black-hearted!”
Professor Song: ...Is it possible, girl? I haven’t even had time to say a word yet!
But Xiao Cai didn't care at all whether he said anything or not.
Is the key point to speak? There are so many people in the entire Yuncheng, but only a handful of people in front of you know about this treasure shop!
And among this small group of people, there is also a small group of people who immediately spent money to buy a large amount of inventory without hesitation!
This kind of mobility, this kind of unrestrained view of money!
What does this mean?
This means that you are already at the forefront of contemporary young people!
If I have to say there is a flaw, it is that the treasure shop should not be shared, and it is inevitable to feel a little disappointed.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be showing off to the uncle here.
Professor Song remained silent.
He just remained silent, suddenly doubting the meaning of his coming here.
After all, if you can sell a fish with this kind of attitude, then this company can make money by spreading grass seeds, right? There’s no need to take care of the grass seeds yet!
His face was dark, and he suddenly couldn't find the meaning of life, which made Xiao Cai feel a little embarrassed - was he showing off too much? This old man didn’t squeeze in at first sight!
But if she had to squeeze in and queue up again... Xiao Cai saw that everyone's enthusiasm had not subsided at all, and he did not dare to make such big talk at the moment.
But this man’s face is really bad...
She had no choice but to bite the bullet: "Uncle, you..."
Professor Song sighed with vicissitudes of life: "It's nothing. I just think this company can make money by spreading grass seeds. I really don't know what I'm here to do."
Speaking of grass seeds, Xiao Cai also nodded and couldn't help but drooled a little: "Let's just say that the people who can come now are all old customers - uncle, you also bought wild vegetables and milkvetch at the wet market in the first place, right?"
“Oh, the milkvetch they have, my mother said it is the grass seeds used to feed cattle to fertilize the fields, so I just bought it back, whether it is pickled or stir-fried, it is very delicious!”
“At that time, I only had this wild vegetable, which cost 20 per catty and 20 per catty. I had to eat several catties a day!”
In the past six months, I have really had no salary left, and it’s all been paid to my words.
Of course, it was also because she actively contributed money to buy groceries that Cai’s mother was willing to pay a down payment for a car...
Professor Song:…! !
You can really make money just by spreading grass seeds!
Then is it really useful for him and them to come? !
The sun finally sets.
The wind beside the pond finally had a hint of coolness.
The hustle and bustle on the shore gradually faded away, and the air was filled with the smell of hot and fishy blood. Regular customers were dragging their plastic bags to the tricycle, while Wu Lei and Zhang Wang were taking people and fish back to the yard... There was nothing we could do, the water in the pond was not clean enough - even if it was clean at first, It’s no longer enough to go through tens of thousands of catties of fish now.
Everyone simply kills the fish and throws it away in the garbage, and then takes it back to the yard to rinse and clean it thoroughly.
The time is getting later and later, there are fewer and fewer people, and the light is getting darker and darker.
Song Sancheng numbly twisted his waist to cast the net. When he pulled back hard, he finally felt that the fishing net was empty. At this moment, he was deeply relieved.
“It’s gone, it’s gone!”
He shouted happily, as if this was not his own business.
Not only him, but also several villagers who were helping on the side were very tired. At this moment, holding their waists and panting, they were crying with joy:
“This pond is gone! Sold out!”
Lao Zhao, who was waiting numbly on the side, finally heard the sound of nature, and at this moment he jumped up: "Hahaha, it's gone, it's finally gone, hahaha, isn't it my turn?!!"
It was so hard for him to wait!
Song Sancheng's waist was shaking and his arms were shaking. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's already this time. Why don't you rest here and go fishing to the city early tomorrow morning."
Old Zhao: Hey hey? ? ?
That’s right!
Why is he waiting here for the night? After selling fish at night, he didn’t even have a place to wash his car!
After thinking about it, I could only feel happy in the end: "Fortunately, your family sells fish at night. If it were sold in the morning, it would be over. There will definitely be more and more people, and it won't be my turn."
Song Sancheng wiped his sweat and smiled honestly.
He thought to himself: Didn’t Tantan say that selling fish at night was just to help everyone make a quick decision and save money? Otherwise, so many people would come and go in the morning and go shopping at noon, and we wouldn’t even be able to serve each person a cup of tea...
There is really nothing to sell at home, so we can’t waste time entertaining!
Moreover, there are too many people, too many!
…
Song Tan thought well.
Selling fish at night is indeed much more efficient. When I think of having to wash the car, collect the fish and give them as gifts when I get home, everyone's pace speeds up.
Otherwise, if we start fishing at five o'clock, I'm afraid there will still be people rushing here at eight o'clock! Where can it be so efficient?
Although it is indeed a bit busy...
As for everyone waiting on the shore, they have almost finished their shopping. Those who are waiting to leave now are purely fishermen.
I think back when I was eating five, six, seven or eight bowls of lunch boxes in this pond every day, these fish were not given any respect. Are you okay now? For a mere 40 yuan, I can catch you all in one fell swoop!
Especially Brother Nilu, he spent 15,000 on blood tonight and spent all his private money on his top-grade fishing rod, just to avenge his shame!
I probably bought it too quickly. At the moment, there are not only all kinds of big fish, but also miscellaneous fish and shrimps, as well as a bunch of loach, snails and water chestnuts as a gift (they were just caught in one net without any regard for points)...
Brother Ni Loach was so proud that he showed off to his entire circle of friends until his wife sent a voice message:
“Li Qiu, can you do a more reliable job every day? I can tolerate the stinky fishing, but you still bought so many fish today? Can anyone live in that house in the future?”
“I have to drive back to my hometown early tomorrow morning. Just say, the car has caught fish this late in the evening. Can anyone sit in it tomorrow?!”
Hey, I’m going to take a day off on May 7th. Because every night I have a fever and it’s like a sheep (yes, it checks for the missing things and fills in the gaps. It’s late but it’s here. It reminds me of me...)
I’ll write again during the day tomorrow.
Good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)