The peddler is an old acquaintance in Shiqiao Village. All the villagers in Shiqiao Village know him, and he also knows all the villagers. Not only do they know each other, but they also had a brief confrontation with almost all the villagers. They bargained for a long time. After the fight was red, both sides completed the transaction as if they were reluctant to suffer a big loss.

It is impossible for someone to open a convenience store in a barren mountain village. The villagers can only rely on this peddler if they want the living material. However, the peddler is too good at doing business and often has a bad time with the villagers. However, within a few days, when the villagers need daily necessities, they have to miss the peddler.

I hated him, but couldn't help but think of him, just like the handsome scumbag who got rid of his first love many years ago.

Song Gensheng found the peddler the next day.

The peddler walked into Shiqiao Village with a confused look on his face and happened to see Gu Qing standing at the entrance of the village to welcome the guests. The naturally unhappy face made the peddler involuntarily begin to reflect on whether he owed him the payment for the goods, otherwise why would he feel panic as if he met a creditor in a foreign land?

The peddler is a businessman, and it is a basic professional quality to laugh before the businessman speaks, so the peddler greets him with a smile.

"The Gu family's kid, haha, it's been a long time since."

Gu Qing lowered his head and looked at himself. At the age of sixteen, he might indeed be called a "child", but he always felt uncomfortable.

"It's normal, don't call Wazi, call me my name, I'm Gu Qing." Gu Qing had to correct him. He didn't like the title "wazi" very much, and it was not conducive to the negotiations between the two parties that were about to begin, and it was easy to have misunderstandings about unequal status.

The peddler's smile remained unchanged: "Okay, then call your name..."

Song Gensheng couldn't help it when he was beside him and suggested seriously: "You can also call him Dad, that's what we call him."

The peddler was stunned: "Dad?"

Gu Qing glared at Song Gensheng fiercely and immediately said, "You have to be polite, just call me a name. I am the father you will never get. Let's go to my house to chat."

The confused peddler followed Gu Qing into the village and found that the villagers they met along the road were very enthusiastic and took the initiative to say hello to Gu Qing, while Gu Qing did not look sideways, and still had the unhappy face. He just nodded slightly to show that it was a gift to return.

The peddler was shocked. He had not come to Shiqiao Village for a few days. Why can't the situation in the village be understood?

Isn’t the Gu family’s widow who is often chased and beaten and fled in panic? Why is it like the soul of the village today?

The only thing the peddler knew was that last time the Gu family's widow dug a big hole in front of his home and tricked the Ding brothers, so what happened later?

With a lot of question marks in his arms, the peddler came to the door of the Gu family and was surprised again: "Isn't this the Ding family's house?"

Gu Qing pushed open the door without looking back and said lightly: "It used to be mine now. Come in."

The farmhouse house is not as erected as the powerful house and wooden floors, and it is not as big as that. There are a few futons in the house, and three people don’t have to take off their shoes and sit on the futons.

The peddler looked at Gu Qing in surprise. There were too many things that he couldn't understand in Shiqiao Village today, and all this seemed to have arisen because of Gu Qing.

"Uh, I wonder what if you call me here?" The peddler bowed to Gu Qing, his name and tone were much more polite, and even his etiquette was very thorough. I have to say that the businessman has a good eye.

Gu Qing smiled mysteriously at him: "Come on, I'll show you a baby..."

As he said that, Gu Qing stood up, turned around and took something from the cabinet on the west side, and handed it to the peddler.

The peddler looked at it intently and found that this thing was a pottery bowl, which seemed ordinary, but the peddler vaguely felt that it was different from ordinary pottery bowls. He traveled from village to household, and most of the people sold were pottery living utensils, so he naturally knew very well about pottery.

After taking the pottery bowl, the peddler put it in his hand and weighed it, then bent his fingers and bounced the wall of the bowl, holding it up with one hand facing the sunlight outside the house. The pottery bowl reflected a blue-gray halo in the sun.

The peddler gradually became serious and said in surprise: "This is the quality..."

Gu Qing smiled and took the pottery bowl from his hand and said, "Don't be so careful. Let's talk after seeing it inside and out."

After saying that, Gu Qing knocked the pottery bowl hard on the table. The pottery bowl broke in response to the sound, and Gu Qing handed him the fragments in his hand.

The peddler carefully looked at the embryo of the pottery bowl, and his expression was exactly the same as Uncle Han. From the initial surprise and suspicion, he gradually became solemn, and finally he was amazed.

"Good thing! I have been traveling from village to village for many years and have never handled such quality pottery. Young man, did you burn this item?"

Gu Qing nodded: "I asked you to come today for this thing. You are the businessman. I will talk to you about this deal. Do you mean it?"

The peddler nodded quickly: "Of course I'm interested. If you want me to participate, I will sell you a fair price."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "You are afraid you can't eat it alone. The village has a kiln, and you can produce thousands of finished pottery products every three days. How many can you sell with a load of goods every day?"

The peddler hesitated and said, "Young man means..."

"I'll sell you the things, you can get as much as you can, and you can get the goods first and then the money, but I need you to help."

"Sir, please tell me."

"The pottery you sold before should be purchased from shops in Qingcheng County, right? Please help me introduce a merchant. If you have a richer net worth, you can eat the merchants produced in the entire kiln. You can find a way to invite him to Shiqiao Village. Can you help with this?"

The peddler thought for a while and hesitated: "I know two businessmen, but they are rich and wealthy. They don't look at me, the little peddler, at all, so it's hard to invite anyone."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Take a few pottery from our kilns, and don't say anything. Leave the pottery to them in person. As long as they are not blind, they should come on their own initiative."

The peddler suddenly realized and responded happily.

What should be talked about has been finished, Gu Qing stretched and said relaxedly: "It's getting late. I saw the time to eat. Have you eaten?"

When the peddler heard that he wanted to keep a guest, he smiled and said, "I went out early and I haven't eaten yet."

Gu Qing patted his shoulder affectionately: "Then go home and have a meal quickly. Don't miss the meal. Being hungry is not good for your health. Gensheng, help me see off guests."

After saying that, Gu Qing smiled apologetically at the peddler, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

The peddler watched Gu Qing disappear in the front room with a dull look, turned his head to look at Song Gensheng, and said juicyly: "Are you... planning to keep me for dinner?"

Song Gensheng looked at the sky speechlessly. After the change, Gu Qing's words and deeds challenged his outlook on life, world, values ​​that he had helped him establish for a long time. Moreover, the situation was not good, and his three views were in danger of collapse.

Friends come from afar... Even if they are far away, they will be chased. Don’t take advantage of my family’s meal.
Chapter completed!