Old Ye, a farmer on the outskirts of Fanjiazhuang, struggled to put his cart at the city gate, wiped his sweat with the towel hanging on his shoulder, and then showed his resident badge to the guards of Fanjiazhuang.
Old man Ye came to the city to sell grain and buy some groceries on the way.
Of course, with the increasing industrialization of Fanjiazhuang, grain trading is now basically carried out in towns outside the city. The county princes have set up affordable grain stores in various towns and villages to purchase grain from farmers at state-protected prices. However, Old Man Ye is from near Fanjiazhuang.
The indigenous people have developed the habit of going to cities to sell grain over the years.
Firstly, you can find the owner of the old grain store to chat with you, and secondly, you can go into the city and see the prosperity of Fanjiazhuang today.
After Old Man Ye walked into the city, he couldn't help but admire: "It's more lively than three months ago. I really can't see all the prosperity in Fanjiazhuang."
Old Ye used a two-wheeled cart to push a cart of wheat on the road in Fanjiazhuang, which attracted the attention of many people.
Fanjiazhuang is a city these days. There are either factories or restaurants and clubs in the city. The people in the city are all wearing decent new clothes, and even several percent of the people are wearing silk clothes. Generally speaking, old farmers like old man Ye, who are in linen clothes, are in Fanjiazhuang.
It's hard to see.
However, Old Man Ye was not afraid of the gazes of passers-by at all. He was very calm and just pushed his grain cart forward.
After walking a few steps, Old Man Ye saw a man riding a two-wheeled vehicle on the road rapidly.
Old Man Ye stopped the cart, his eyes widened as he stared at it, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.
Shaking his head, Old Man Ye praised: "It must be another new thing invented by the prince. It's really magical. Even two wheels can't fall over..."
But Old Man Ye has already gotten used to Fanjiazhuang’s new gadgets. There are boats that don’t use sails, carts that don’t use horses, and even lamps that don’t use oil. Which one is not shocking? And which one is not gradually getting used to by the people? These two wheels move forward without
A reversed car is nothing.
Old Man Ye wiped his sweat and continued to push the cart forward.
When he walked to Ma Zihao Fair Price Food Store, Old Man Ye stopped and looked at a large shop opposite.
The door of the big shop was full of people watching the excitement. Judging from the clothes of the people, they seemed to be doing manual labor. These people crowded the large shop and seemed to be watching a rare excitement.
It's like rushing to buy a hot-selling product.
Old man Ye was looking across the way when shopkeeper Ma from the grain store called out: "Old man Ye, are you here to sell grain again?"
Old Man Ye agreed, then pointed to the shop opposite and asked, "Shopkeeper Ma, what's going on over there? How can it be so lively?"
Before Shopkeeper Ma could answer, a scholar at the door of the store rushed to say: "Old man, they are selling three-wheeled bicycles across the street! The tricycles can be ridden like bicycles and can carry hundreds of kilograms of goods. They can be used on cement roads and flat roads.
It’s very effortless to ride on dirt roads. Newspapers are introducing it every day these days!”
The scholars under Li Zhi were different from the scholars in other parts of the Ming Dynasty. They were very easy to talk to and would not discriminate against the working people. It was normal for this scholar to be enthusiastic towards Old Man Ye.
"Tricycle..." Old Man Ye muttered doubtfully.
The scholar smiled and said: "Old man, if you had a tricycle, you wouldn't have to sweat so hard to transport food."
Unable to hold back his curiosity, Old Man Ye put the cart on the ground and said, "Shopkeeper Ma, please look after my cart of grain for me, and I'll go check out the novelties!"
The prince's cheap grain store has a good reputation and an excellent reputation. Old Ye is not afraid of people in the grain store stealing his food. Without waiting for Shopkeeper Ma to agree, Old Ye strode to the opposite store.
Shopkeeper Ma clicked his tongue a few times and reluctantly asked his waiter to push the cart of grain into the store and park it in the corner.
Old Man Ye walked to the crowd on the opposite side, squeezed his way into the front, and had a clear look at the situation in the store.
This was originally a bicycle shop. There was a bicycle on display in the store, which was the car that Old Man Ye saw on the road just now. But obviously the bicycle was out of stock and completely sold out. What is now for sale in the store is a tricycle.
The tricycle looks similar to a bicycle, but it has three wheels. There is a large cargo compartment in the back, which can obviously carry a lot of cargo.
However, this tricycle is a new thing. Although there are many people watching the excitement in front of the store and many are eager to try it, no one has actually paid to buy it yet.
Mr. Ye looked the bicycle up and down and asked loudly: "Is this a tricycle?"
The owner of the bicycle shop looked at Old Man Ye and his eyes lit up.
"Old fellow, this is a tricycle. To sell the grain you grow to the town, you have to push the wheelbarrow hundreds of times back and forth, and it is very difficult to push the wheelbarrow. You have been busy transporting grain all winter! If I, fellow, you
If you have a tricycle like this, you will be lucky!"
"This tricycle can carry three hundred kilograms of goods at a time. And it moves forward by pedaling with your feet instead of pushing it with your hands. It is very labor-saving for people to sit on the tricycle instead of walking on two legs. Even if you have a family of sixty acres of dry land
, we harvest eighty shi of grain a year, and we can transport it all to the grain store in the town on a tricycle in ten days!"
Old Man Ye blinked his eyes and said, "Is it so useful?"
The shopkeeper laughed and said: "Old fellow, if you don't believe me, just try that tricycle carrying three hundred kilograms of wheat."
Old Man Ye followed the shopkeeper and walked to a tricycle loaded with grain.
The crowd watching the excitement at the door of the store saw that Old Man Ye was about to test ride, and they all looked at Old Man Ye with wide eyes. Old Man Ye did not show any stage fright under the gaze of everyone, and first lifted the two baskets of food behind the tricycle.
"Shen! It's really three hundred kilograms."
After testing the grain, Old Man Ye stepped on the pedal of the tricycle and sat on it, then tried the handles of the tricycle from left to right.
"Shopkeeper, you asked me to ride this! If the ride breaks down, you can't make me pay for it!"
"If you ride well, ride boldly. If you ride badly, our store's sign will be ruined!"
Under the guidance of the shopkeeper, Mr. Ye quickly mastered the key points of operating the tricycle. He began to step on the pedals to drive the tricycle.
The spectators at the door quickly moved out of the way, allowing Old Man Ye to ride the tricycle out of the store.
Old Man Ye stepped on the pedal and rode faster and faster on the alley. In the end, he was riding much faster than walking, which was similar to the speed that ordinary people can only run.
The crowd watching the excitement suddenly burst into applause.
After making a circle in the alley, Old Ye rode the tricycle back to the bicycle shop.
The shopkeeper went up and asked: "Fellow fellow, how are you doing?"
The onlookers asked noisily: "Old man, do you like riding or not?"
"Is it working or not?"
Old Man Ye said loudly to the surrounding customers: "It saves effort! It saves effort! It saves so much effort than my two-wheeled trolley! You see, I rode this one hundred feet back and forth, and I didn't even sweat!"
When the onlookers saw Old Man Ye saying this, some began to inquire: "Shopkeeper, how much does one cost?"
"Twenty-five two apiece, no counter-offer."
Old man Ye jumped off the tricycle and tossed the towel on his shoulder.
Shopkeeper Ma from the grain store opposite also squeezed in at some point. When he saw Old Ye's posture, he smiled and shouted: "Old Ye, if you buy this car, the head of your family will kill you!"
"You really think I'm afraid of her!" Old Man Ye muttered and said loudly: "Shopkeeper, give me a tricycle!"
