After breakfast, Xiaoyu went to the hospital to work. Chujiu asked Xiaoyu where the largest farmers' wholesale market was located, and we set off.
"How to get to the farmers' wholesale market? Doesn't that sell vegetables and fruits wholesale?"
In my understanding, farmers' wholesale markets probably wholesale vegetables and fruits to merchants, who then transport them back to their own stores for sale.
Chujiu rolled her eyes at me and said that I was very smart and didn’t understand anything. The farmer’s market had everything, as long as I could think of it.
You really can’t blame me for this. Before I left Shanxi, the largest shopping mall I had ever seen was a department store in the county town, with more than a dozen counters inside.
To buy daily necessities, I usually go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. As for the vegetables and fruits in Lijiacun, they are all self-sufficient and there are no small shops.
When I arrived at the farmers' wholesale market, my understanding was instantly refreshed.
Where do I think this is a place that sells fruits and vegetables? Sure enough, everything I can think of is here.
The farmer's market is like a large factory area, covering an area of, uh, I don't know how many acres. As you look around, there are all kinds of shops.
Chujiu stopped at the door and looked at the product instructions on the wall. One truck after another drove past us.
"Chujiu, you know so much!" I praised Chujiu from the bottom of my heart.
"Guo Guo, this is my first time here too. Haven't I seen it in a magazine before?"
Zhang Feng's magazine actually contains these contents. I always thought that apart from the female model wearing cool clothes on the cover, there were only some jokes and short stories.
The saying "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles" is indeed true. I thought to myself that I would never stop Chujiu from reading these messy magazines in the future.
After confirming the direction, Chujiu took me with a big wave of his hand and walked along the road on the right, saying that we were going to the grocery area.
I stood at the entrance of the grocery area and was shocked again. The grocery area really understood the word "miscellaneous" vividly.
Except for vegetables and fruits, there are probably other daily necessities. I thought the clothing city we visited before was big enough.
The clothing area next to the grocery area is several times larger than that clothing city, and the clothes are much cheaper.
Entering the grocery area, you will find the first stationery store. There are all kinds of stationery and books at the door.
I saw that Zhiyong spent four yuan on a pen at school. I was reluctant to use it because it was a famous brand.
At the entrance of this store, there are several pens of the same style, priced at two yuan, but the minimum price is ten pieces.
"Guo Guo, luckily Zhang Feng Guo Guo didn't come with us." Chujiu pointed to the bookstore next to the stationery store with an endless smile in his tone.
I saw several series at a glance, and they were all the ones Zhang Feng usually bought the most. In Zhang Feng’s words, it would take a day’s worth of food to buy one.
"Boys, do you want to buy books? At the end of the year event, all books are priced at 5 yuan a pound. You can choose whatever you want!" The young boss sitting on the bench at the door shouted when he saw Chujiu and I passing by.
"Five yuan a pound? Are you sure it's a pound?"
Chujiu asked the boss confusedly, and even I wondered if I heard wrongly.
"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't weigh them by the pound. The ones here are one yuan each, and the ones here are two yuan each. There is no limit, any number of copies can be sold."
The young boss stood up from the bench and introduced us to the prices of the books after they were arranged and sorted.
"Boss, we have something else to do. Let's take a look when we get back."
Chujiu greeted the boss and walked forward with a smile. He said that Zhang Feng Guoguo used to be a treasured book, and it only cost one yuan a book here.
As I walked along, I realized that it wasn't that the things I bought before were expensive, but that I simply couldn't find a place for them.
The female boss of Chujiu, the brand of melon seeds she likes to eat, can be wholesaled here for only 1.5 yuan.
The only thing that doesn't feel like the price is too outrageous is Coca-Cola. A bottle costs three yuan at school, but it costs two yuan and forty cents here.
After looking at the prices for a while, Chujiu chose Jianlibao. After all, the products in our country are very affordable, only costing two yuan a can.
The shop for sacrificial supplies is in a corner of the grocery area.
Chujiu is right, everything I can think of is indeed there.
There are five or six sacrificial supplies stores in a row. Various kinds of paper bundles are placed at the door.
Houses, cars, and even villas are made of paper. The yellow paper and ingots we usually buy are piled in the corner here, not even occupying a slightly conspicuous position.
"Brother, I want that big house over there. It's not comfortable for people to live in the keychain." Jing'er's excited voice came to her ears. It seemed that Jing'er woke up from the keychain.
I believe Chujiu also heard Jing'er's voice. She curled her lips and turned to look at me. It meant that I had to agree. When we went out, we withdrew a thousand yuan in cash from the bank.
"Let's go! Let's go take a look!" I motioned Chujiu to go in first. After all, he is an expert in bargaining.
"Thank you brother, brother is so kind." There was a burst of cheers from Chujiu's pocket.
"Jing'er, I didn't expect your mouth to be so sweet?"
I'm curious that after Jing'er turned into a girl, the way she spoke also changed, like a child, completely different from before.
"I vaguely remember someone telling me that only cute children will be liked."
Jing'er, who was in the keychain, hesitated for a long time, as if she was thinking about something but couldn't remember it. I think her parents probably said something similar to her when she was a child.
"Maybe your parents told you this. If you can't remember it, forget about it."
"Parents? After Jing'er was born, didn't there only be two brothers?" Jing'er's tone became more confused.
Chujiu told me that Jing'er signed a soul agreement, which is equivalent to being reborn. Many things in the previous life will be forgotten, but he was also curious that some of Jing'er's memories in the army were retained.
Maybe this is her ability as an underworld person, I can’t tell exactly what happened in Chujiu.
It turned out to be like this. I asked Jing'er jokingly: "Jing'er, do you know how old you are this year?"
"Brother, I know this. She is one year old this year." Jing'er answered with a hint of pride, probably because she could clearly know how old she was.
I was also speechless for a while. Under the appearance of fifteen or sixteen years old, there is a heart of one year old. No wonder it is so childlike.
"Boss, how much does your house cost?"
Chujiu shouted towards the store. The boss, who was coloring a piece of paper with a paintbrush in his hand, ran out and took a look at the villa that Chujiu pointed to.
"Brother, you have such a good taste. This is one of the best-made paper bags in our store. It is purely handmade and uses the best paint for coloring. If you really want it, I will give you 80 yuan."
When Chujiu heard the price, he was shocked and shouted like a haggler:
"80 yuan? Why don't you go and grab it? Just build a shelf, cover it with a layer of paper, and draw doors and windows for 80 yuan? 8 yuan is more or less."