Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 313: Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road (18)

"To transport goods? Do you mean the kind that travels back and forth to do business?"

"I heard this is a good way to make money, but it's a bit hard to travel back and forth."

Most of the potatoes in the field had been picked up and put into the backpack. Jiang Qiuchen swept the soil back and forth, trying to find any that had escaped.

"Oh, I'm not doing business outside. I just buy some goods occasionally and sell them in the village."

"This village is too remote. It's not easy to go out, but firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are needed by every household."

"One is to make things convenient for everyone, and the other is to make a little money. My husband will drive out regularly to buy some goods."

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From He Shanshan's explanation, Jiang Qiuchen learned that her husband's name was Xing Qingbo.

Xing Qingbo goes out to purchase goods on the first and fifteenth of every month. In addition to some daily necessities that everyone can use, he is also responsible for purchasing on behalf of others.

In short, it means buying some things that the villagers specifically asked for, deducting the cost of the items, and giving some extra benefits.

The benefits don’t necessarily have to be money, they can be free-range eggs from your own chickens, brewed rice wine, or pickled vegetables…

The village is remote, and most families are able to be self-sufficient through long-term working life, so the frequency of purchasing on behalf of others is not too high. Sometimes when no one needs help, Xing Qingbo's frequency of going out may be reduced to once a month.

Because he can drive and his family runs a simple grocery store, Xing Qingbo has a pretty high status in the village.

After learning this information, Jiang Qiuchen nodded as if he suddenly understood something, and stood up to stretch his shoulders and neck which were sore from lowering his head.

"That's good, it's easier to make money by doing business than to work in the fields."

He Shanshan nodded nonchalantly, and seeing that the potatoes were almost harvested, she decided to go home first.

It was almost evening and she had to hurry home to cook. If she was slow, she would be severely beaten.

"Erya, it's getting late. I have to go back to cook. Thank you for your help today."

He Shanshan squatted down, pulled up the worn strap of the backpack, gritted her teeth, and put in a strong effort to lift the backpack steadily.

Looking at the situation, Jiang Qiuchen understood everything, but he also knew that they had just made contact today and he couldn't alarm the enemy too much.

Although there are still many doubts in my mind, I can only swallow them for the time being.

"Okay, I have to go back too. See you another day."

After waving his hand, he turned around and walked back until he saw He Shanshan's figure gradually disappear at the end of the field.

According to Jiang Qiuchen's observations when she first arrived that day, there were not many people who owned cars in the village, and the only family she could get to know and contact was He Shanshan's family.

It would be extremely difficult to run out on this winding mountain road without a means of transportation.

The original owner of this world does not know how to drive, but Jiang Qiuchen, the tasker, can.

Fortunately, the system has not yet destroyed her humanity to the point of erasing all her skills that are not from this world, otherwise it would be extremely difficult for her.

In the days to come, she would have to try to have more contact with He Shanshan and try to get more information.

Find another opportunity, take the keys from Xing Qingbo, and drive away from this damn place.

To achieve this final result, cooperation from many aspects is needed, and she has to plan it carefully... Jiang Qiuchen thought as she walked towards home.

Just when she was looking for an opportunity, the opportunity actually came to her. While cooking at night, Jiang Qiucheng looked at the salt jar that was almost empty, leaned out of the kitchen, and asked a question.

"Mother-in-law, we are running out of salt. What shall we do?"

At this time, Old Mrs. Dong was dozing off with her eyes closed. She was frightened by Jiang Qiuchen's sudden shout and immediately sat up straight. She then felt the pain in her waist and couldn't help but curse in anger.

"You damn girl, why are you talking so loudly all day long? You scared me!"

"If you don't have salt, go to the village and buy a bag! Ask Dajun to take you there."

As soon as he heard that he could go to the grocery store to buy things, Dong Dajun was the first to rush out.

"Buying things! Okay! I'll go! I'll go!"

After taking out five dollars from Old Mrs. Dong's pocket, Jiang Qiuchen was led by Dong Dajun to the village entrance.

This was the first time she had left her fixed range of activities and come here since she was sold.

Dong Dajun was very excited along the way. He often helped run errands and was good at calculating within ten yuan.

The salt we often buy at home is only three dollars and fifty cents, leaving us one dollar and fifty cents left to buy ourselves some candy.

"Wife, I'll buy you some candy later. What flavor do you want?"

"I like strawberry flavor best. Mango flavor is also delicious. Have you ever eaten real strawberries and mangoes? Do they taste the same as candy?"

Although Dong Dajun is tall and strong, he is a fool and what he cares most about is food.

Jiang Qiuchen had naturally eaten strawberries and mangoes before, but the original owner had never eaten them. After years of running around, it was already very difficult to have a full meal, let alone these relatively high-end fruits.

"No, I haven't eaten it either."

"Thank you, Brother Dajun, for buying me candy. No one has ever bought me that before."

Dong Dajun, who was praised, scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said happily.

"No...it's okay...then I'll give you more of the candy I bought today."

"They're ten cents each, and you can buy fifteen for $1.50. I'll give you ten and I'll give you five."

Dong Dajun also stretched out his hand and counted on his fingers, as if he was checking himself.

Jiang Qiuchen was not the only one who was looking at the scene ahead with curiosity. There were also many people at the entrance of the village who were blatantly looking at her. There was no essential difference between the way they looked at her as if she were looking at a piece of merchandise.

"Da Jun, this is your wife? She's so beautiful!"

Suddenly, a lecherous old man appeared on the road, and his lustful eyes swept back and forth over Jiang Qiuchen's body without any hesitation.

Dong Dajun didn't notice anything at all. He was just grinning when he heard someone praising his wife's beauty.

"Yes, my wife is so beautiful!"

It seems that Dong Dajun is also the target of ridicule and teasing in the village, and as a result, he looks down on Jiang Qiuchen even more.

No wonder, with an old mother, a foolish father, and an orphan father and brother, the situation of this family is uniquely miserable even in this remote area.

But since the village is not big and everyone is related to each other, it is not advisable to bully others too much.

Jiang Qiuchen pulled Dong Dajun's clothes from behind to remind him that he had to buy salt and couldn't waste time here. Only then did Dong Dajun react and quickened his pace with her towards the convenience store.