As the guests in the house finished buying the sesame paste and left, the news that there was sesame paste for sale in the grocery store quickly spread throughout the pigeon market.
In an instant, many people who could afford it rushed to the grocery store to buy sesame paste. For a time, the store was so crowded that the threshold was almost broken.
"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze. Come one by one. You have enough stuff, so don't worry about not being able to buy it!" Wan Xiaotian maintained order with a cheerful smile, grinning almost to the base of his ears.
This scene before us is the best business day since Doge Market opened!
"Why is there no one?"
Unlike the bustle of the grocery store, the cultural relics store next door was unusually deserted at this time. Chu Heng sat here for an hour before collecting seven or eight pieces of antiques.
"Yeah, there are too few people today, it shouldn't be." Zhang glanced at the others and wondered. Logically speaking, the best time for cultural relics stores to do business every day is when the market first opens, and people have sold out everything, so
Use the money to buy other things.
"I'll go take a look."
Erxi couldn't sit still anymore and ran out quickly. He came back after a while and said with a smile: "I asked why there were so few people. It turned out that they all went to the next door to queue up to buy sesame paste. My goodness, that scene was really crowded.
It’s no different from going to the wet market to grab vegetables during the Chinese New Year.”
"So that's what happened."
Chu Heng nodded suddenly, thinking that there was nothing wrong with just sitting anyway, so he stood up and came out of the house. He turned around and looked next door. There were people outside the door. From time to time, someone happily carried a bottle full of sesame paste.
The lunch box came out, and then he ran to the butcher shop next door to buy mutton.
It's late autumn and early winter, and sesame sauce and mutton are like an iron pot and goose in the Northeast winter. They are a perfect match.
Therefore, many people who buy sesame paste will go next door to buy some mutton and cook it in the pot. This also makes Du San's butcher shop business much more prosperous than before.
Chu Heng stood at the door and took a look. Seeing that he couldn't squeeze into these two shops, he walked past the two shops with his hands behind his back and came to Cen Hao's secondhand shop.
Like the recycling store, there are not many customers in the thrift store. There are only two or three people picking things here and there, and there are more clerks than customers.
Cen Hao, who was sitting here, was huddled behind the counter, enjoying a plate of haggis and a small drink.
At this time, a waiter noticed Chu Heng coming in and hurriedly greeted: "Master Chu!"
"Oh." Chu Heng responded with a smile.
"Master Chu!"
"You smoke."
The other guys also quickly put down what they were doing to greet him.
"Business for you." Chu Heng took the cigarette point handed by one of them, came behind the counter, sat on the bench next to Cen Hao, and said with a smile: "Yating really knows how to enjoy it."
"All the business has been taken away by those two families, so I am idle." Cen Hao sat up lazily, took out a wine cup from the side, put it in front of Chu Heng and poured him a cup of wine: "You also
Have a drink, it's cold, warm yourself up."
"Let's go." Chu Heng picked up the wine cup and touched it with him. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. Finally, he smashed his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "This is Wuliangye, right? You can live a good life now."
"Now that I have so much money, I have no place to spend it, so I can only enjoy myself in food and drink." Cen Hao bared his teeth and smiled, pouring him another glass.
"That's the truth." Chu Heng nodded with a smile, pinched a piece of lamb liver with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "I want to tell you something."
"You said."
"I should be going to work soon, so get ready and come back with me when I take office."
"become."
"Why don't you ask where you are going?"
"Even if you go to jail, I will go with you. Why do I ask? Besides, can you still hurt me?" Cen Hao raised his neck and drank the wine leisurely.
"Haha, that makes sense." Chu Heng laughed and patted him on the shoulder. Then the two brothers chatted while drinking. After a few taels of wine were finished, he got up and went to the market for a stroll. It was almost two o'clock.
, the business of the cultural relics store had improved a bit, so he returned carrying a few random things.
After less than an hour of busy work, it was time for the market to end.
With the sound of a few gongs, the customers and stall owners in the market came and receded like the tide. Then the boys from each shop took tools to clean up according to the areas divided in advance. Everything was like that.
in Apple pie order.
"Hoo...tui!"
In the butcher's shop, Zou Guo was counting money with a smile, while Du San and others gathered aside and chatted.
After counting the money, Zou Guo grinned and said to the others: "Three thousand nine hundred and eighty-six, which is a full two thousand yuan more than yesterday. Hahaha, we can count on Wan Xiaotian's help today."
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"What does it have to do with you? Master Chu got the sesame paste." Du San curled his lips.
"that is."
"You just lie down and make money."
"No, everything is brought by Master Chu. Rice, flour, grains and oils, watches, red and white sugar, sesame paste, which ones are in short supply? You can make a fortune just by putting a dog on it and making a pancake."
Others also echoed, one or two, with expressions full of jealousy on their faces, eager to take their place.
"Hey, you haven't left yet?" Chu Heng walked in at this time and said with a smile: "I heard that some of my brothers have become rich?"
"Haha, it's not all because of your light. Besides, it's you who made us rich, and you also have shares." An Rongyuan stood up quickly and gave up the stool under his butt: "Sit here."
"Okay." Chu Heng came up and sat down, looked at Zou Guo who was holding money in his hand, and asked casually: "How much did you sell?"
"Little four thousand." Zou Guo smiled.
"Hey, there are so many young and old." Chu Heng raised his eyebrows.
"It's a lot, but this..." Du San took out a cigarette and handed it to him, hesitatingly saying: "To be honest, Mr. Chu, I'm a little confused. Now I have more and more money in my hand, but I don't know how to do it at all."
I have no place to spend it, so I can only put it at home and wait for it to grow. Why do you think I still need so much money now?"
"Oh, what Third Master said has come to my heart." Bi Jin, one of the Six Great Vajras, patted his thigh after hearing this and said, "I have a small amount of tens of thousands in my hand now, and I didn't know it at all.
How to spend it."
"No."
"Haha, I never thought that one day we would be worried about too much money."
Du San's words immediately resonated with most people present, and Chu Heng had already guessed that they would have this idea.
In the current domestic environment, they can't even spend a hundred or ten yuan a month. They earn tens of thousands a year. Even if they divide the money and distribute it to their brothers, there are still many people left. Seeing that God is guarding so much money,
If you still can't spend it after it's over, everyone will feel confused.
Hearing this, he rolled his eyelids and cursed with a smile: "How many days can all these talented girls have enough to eat? They actually hate themselves for having so much money. But this is also a good thing, it means that our brothers are rich."
"As for the fact that there is no place to use this money for the time being, I have a few ways to solve it. You might as well listen to it."