Great changes in the countryside

Chapter 22 Selling Cinder

Chen Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know. All I know is that the ancestors of the people in Gaotian Village were very good at doing business, and they were also very rich."

Grandpa simply stopped, squatted on the side of the road, and took out his cigarette pouch and rolling papers.

Chen Yang took the cigarette pouch and rolling papers, rolled cigarettes for his grandfather, and rolled two in succession.

Grandpa held a cigarette to his mouth, then took out a match, lit it and smoked it.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Grandpa, if you want to teach me, you should be at home, not on the road."

Grandpa chuckled, "I want to tell you at home, and if your grandma hears it, you'll have to be scolded."

Grandma's surname is Gao, and she is from Gaotian Village.

More than 40 years ago, my grandmother married from Gaotian Village to Chenjia Village.

Grandma's older brother, and grandpa's partner in the rice business.

The business was profitable, but there was no money, and my grandma's brother took it all.

Since then, for 40 years, grandma has not returned to her natal home, and has faced each other across the river, never seeing each other in old age or death.

Chen Yang knew this history.

There is also such a jingle among the people.The Gao family, the Tian family, the best businessmen in Tianzhou.The Gao family traitor, Tian Jiacheng, behave like a man but not a Gao family member.

"Grandpa, I understand what you mean, I don't do business with the Gao family."

Grandpa nodded, "You can't be so absolute. I'll test you. There must be a bottom line in business. Do you know what the bottom line is in our business?"

Chen Yang thought for a while, "Pay the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with one hand."

"Well, that's right. We have no money, so we can't throw the goods in our hands. We can owe others money, but we can't let others owe us money."

"Grandpa, I understand."

"Also, doing business is the same as living a life. To make money flow, one penny must be treated as two cents. Our bottom line is that we must have capital. If you have money in your hands, don't panic."

"Grandpa, listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books."

"Haha...the flattery is very loud, and everything is easy to discuss. Let's go."

The grandpa and grandson came to the clam kiln in Gaotian Village.

The six-hole clam kiln belongs to three production teams, among which the four-hole kiln belongs to a person surnamed Tian.

A Tian Laodan and a Tian Jiujin are both the captains of the production team.

The clam kiln in Gaotian Village was approved by the county, which is both an industry and a sideline.

Tian Laodan and Tian Jiujin are both good kiln burners.

Seeing Chen Yang's grandfather, Tian Laodan and Tian Jiujin warmly greeted him.

The two also yelled "model uncle" one after another.

It turns out that Grandpa, a regional model worker, is the only one in these ten miles and eight towns.Everyone respected grandpa, and over time, they just called him "model".

Mr. Tian handed Grandpa a cigarette, Xin'anjiang brand, twenty cents a pack.

Tian Jiujin asked, "Uncle Model, are you here to sell cinder powder?"

"Jiujin, how do you know?" Grandpa asked back.

Tian Jiujin said, "We also go out to collect coal slag. The county supply and marketing cooperative is a big one. My old man and I have both been there, but your grandson preempted it."

Old Man Tian pointed at Chen Yang, and said with a smile, "We can't compare. Young man, you have something to do with it. You should earn the money."

Chen Yang smiled shyly, "Uncle Tian, ​​I'm sorry."

Grandpa bowed his hands, "You two elder nephews, offended, offended."

Tian Jiujin smiled, "The Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their supernatural powers. This is business, it's normal, it's normal."

Mr. Tian said, "Uncle Model, let's have a look."

Grandpa took the cloth bag from Chen Yang, put it on the ground, and opened it again.

Tian Laodan and Tian Jiujin leaned over, stretched out their hands, each grabbed a handful of cinder powder and inspected them.

(End of this chapter)