Huo Erhuai and the Yang couple hurriedly rowed the boat back to the city.
Huo Erhuai hired three carts at the ferry to load vegetables, firewood and other items onto them, preparing to transport them to Qionghua Lane.
He helped Yang tie the sleeping Huo Nian to his back, touched his little hands and feet, and felt relieved when he saw that they were warm. He was a little worried: "Are you okay? How about you watch the boat, I
Transport it back with the car?"
"Why not? What can happen in the clear sky? Besides, I have to sell goods with Xi'er. You are clumsy and tongue-tied." The tone was rather disgusting, "Besides, you have to go to Shuangquan Village to collect wine."
"Should we still collect some lees?"
"Yes, yes, I forgot about this. You can collect a few more jars and we can eat some while selling them. Leave another one or two jars for you to try and sell on the boat."
"Okay, then be careful."
"Do not worry."
Huo Erhuai watched Yang carry Huo Nian on his back and follow the car, and then rowed the boat out of the ferry.
Huo Xi and Yang Fu were not awake yet when Yang knocked on the door.
"Sister, are you so early?"
"Mom, did you go into the village to buy goods before dawn?" Huo Xi opened her mouth wide as she looked at the mountain-like pile of things unloaded from the carts in the courtyard.
Before she woke up, her parents not only got up, but also went to the village to collect the goods and then transported them to the city?
Yang put Huo Nian in the room to sleep, and then came out: "You are still young, sleep more and you will grow taller. Your father and I were attracted by the birds in the forest and the frogs in the water plants by the river early in the morning.
Wake up."
Then he walked to the kitchen: "Mom will make breakfast for you."
"No, mother, please rest while I wash your face and go do it with my uncle."
Mrs. Yang looked at the sky. It was time for everyone in the alley to go out to the vegetable market, so she said, "Okay, then you do it. Mom will deliver things to the neighbors in the alley."
"Mom, wait a minute!" Huo Xi thought of something, turned around and ran into the house.
Yang watched blankly as she ran into the house, then watched her run out, and looked at her hand: "What is this?"
"Mom, you have a notebook for counting."
Yesterday, Mrs. Yang took Huo Xi's notebook to keep track of Yang Fu's numbers. She could only recognize a few surnames and not a few characters, so she used her own method to mark them.
Huo Xi helped her improve it, writing down which household and what she wanted to buy in a notebook.
Afraid that Mr. Yang wouldn't understand, he pointed at the book and said to her: "Look, mother, the one who drew the chicken wants chicken. The word 'zheng' is behind it. One stroke means one portion, two strokes means two portions."
Mrs. Yang happily pointed to the pattern of firewood on it: "Then this is for firewood?" Then she would also draw pictures of the characters she didn't know in the future.
"Um."
Huo Xi nodded, fearing that Yang wouldn't understand, so he asked her to look at the words and pictures, and checked with her to see that they were correct, and then let Yang go out.
Yang Fu also used his own pallet truck to load the goods and delivered the goods together with Yang.
Huo Xi saw the two of them going out and thought that next time he taught Yang Fu how to read, he would have to ask Yang and Huo Erhuai to follow suit.
At least they have to understand the names and quantities of the goods they usually buy and sell.
After thinking about it, I went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Yang and Yang Fu pushed the cart and delivered goods to each house according to the instructions written on the paper.
"Oh, it's really delivered? Wait for me to go in and get a basket." The person who was knocked on the door happily turned around and ran into the house.
After a while, I took out the basket to put things in.
After taking the things I ordered and paying, I saw other things on the trolley: "Do you still sell clean meat? Is this a packed whole chicken?"
"Yes, you ordered it next door."
"Is this fresh?" This has been packed up. Is it new?
"If you're worried about it being stale, I can also bring you live chickens and ducks. You can raise them at home and kill them to eat whenever you want. It's very convenient."
Uh... Live chickens and ducks are fresh, but if you keep them at home, not only do you have to feed them, but you also have to clean up their feces, which are very smelly and very troublesome to clean up.
Should we kill pure meat or should we live? The battle between heaven and man.
"It's okay, think about it slowly and tell us if you need anything. My family lives in the alley. Just go and knock on the door. This is our first time doing business. You don't understand my family's character. I don't do deception or abduction.
You will know about it after you have been in contact with it for a long time."
He and Yang Fu pushed the cart away.
Deliveries were being made from house to house. The sound of knocking on the door attracted the neighbors to come out and poke their heads out to take a look. Gradually, when Yang was unloading the goods in the alley, many people gathered around to take a look.
"Oh, how can she help deliver firewood?" A neighbor was at odds with someone who was buying firewood.
"It's a delivery. I said yesterday that I needed firewood at home, and she delivered it for me this morning. It delivered more than half a cart. It was dry in the sun, and it was thick firewood. It was better than selling it by the load outside.
It’s a lot cheaper.”
"real?"
"Really."
"Then my family will also order from her."
So Yang Fu didn't even bother to unload the goods, he was surrounded by a bunch of people, busy remembering things.
"Oh, you still have some eggs here. You can also share some with me."
"These are ordered by others, so I won't give them to you. If your family wants them, order the quantity and I will deliver them tomorrow morning." Ms. Yang refused to let go.
"Okay, I want twenty pills tomorrow."
"Okay, I will definitely deliver it." Yang said to Yang Fu, and Yang Fu wrote it down in his notebook.
The Guan family also opened the door and came out to move cotton cloth.
"How much does this cotton cost?" a neighbor asked.
Cotton cloth is sold from weavers for four cents a piece, and cloth shops in the city sell it for five cents and upwards, while the Huo family sells the whole piece to fishermen for four cents and three cents. But when it is sold to Qionghua Lane, Xi'er's
The child then said four cents and five cents.
Selling goods in the past two days has given Yang a lot of courage and confidence. While moving goods for Guan, he responded to the neighbors' inquiries: "Four cents and five cents."
"Four cents and five cents?" It doesn't seem expensive.
"Can you touch it for us?"
Yang then looked at Guan. Guan smiled and nodded, saying there was nothing wrong with touching it. So several women came to touch it.
Hiss, it’s the same quality as the one in the cloth shop.
"Of course it's the same. The cloth shop also collects the cloth from the weaver's home. Of course, if it comes from a weaving workshop or a weaving bureau, then this one can't compare."
"Where can I buy it at this price from the weaving shop? And the weaving bureau, how can we wear it?"
A woman said to the Guan family: "If the master of the Guan family wins the Jinshi in the spring, he will be able to wear the clothes of the Weaving Bureau." A woman joked.
Guan waved her hands very humbly: "Where is it? He's still early."
Without saying anything more, he just carried a few pieces of cotton cloth and walked in. Yang Fu followed suit and sent the other things she asked for.
This morning, everyone saw with their own eyes that Huo's delivery was on time and really delivered to their door. The quality was good and the price was cheap. They all placed orders with Yang for various daily sundries.
Yang Fu filled the notebook with notes, but the charcoal pen writing was large, and the notebook was not enough for him to write.
Dear friends, have a happy weekend~ The sun has been shining these two days, so prepare to bask in it. Put away the quilts, summer is here~