My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 22: Can't Get the Fat Sheep Without Parents
These are things that people in the county and city dare not even think about.

How can the population move freely?

Thirty or forty years later, many people have never thought about leaving their hometown to live.

Weidong felt an urgency to move away from here, at least to let his parents live a good life first.

He is already a millionaire, but he still makes his parents stay up late on duty. I'm afraid he is really sick.

More importantly, Weidong has become very familiar with the factory area on the south bank of the river.

Have a new idea.

He didn't even treat Erfeng as a woman and had no pity for her. The three of them bought the cheapest fifth-class tickets.

Of course, spending the night on the deck in the biting cold in December is still not realistic.

So I got on the boat, got a reed mat and a towel blanket, and spread them out toward the internal public area corridor to sleep.

Although the roar and vibration near the engine compartment were unbearable, the heat was definitely warm.

Many passengers who had beds walked around in their slippers with a sense of superiority.

The three young men sitting against the bulkhead looked like beggars and tramps.

But even so, Erfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the mat, looked at her man with eyes full of admiration, as if she was sitting in a golden palace, and all that was missing was two palace maids fanning her from behind.

Weidong was secretly happy and didn't bother to explain.

As for Goudan, getting some pork head at the dock was his biggest hope every time he boarded the ship. He even shared his experience with Erfeng: "There's sauerkraut noodles tonight, 25 cents!"

The sister-in-law was too lazy to look at him: "Get lost! Don't disturb me and Dongwazi, can't you sit further away!"

Then she turned around and said to her husband with a smile: "Would you like some water? I have money with me. I saw there are sodas in the store over there."

I couldn't help but swallow my saliva secretly.

Rang Weidong finally whispered to her, "Actually, almost everyone on this ship doesn't have as much money as we do, but remember, we make money by working hard and saving money. How we spend the money is another matter. We must be frugal in the process of making money, otherwise no matter how much money we make, we will spend it recklessly. This is deliberately done to remind us that hard work and simplicity are the only way to make money."

This is the experience of the millionaire who started out by selling bacon and eventually became a multi-millionaire.

At least forty years have passed, and he is still a major taxpayer, while You Qili has experienced many ups and downs in his life. I heard that he didn't even get the more than 200 houses.

This is the comparison between spending forty years doing one thing and doing forty things in one year.

Let Weidong feel that he can choose.

Goudan chose to quietly crawl away. It was only the afternoon and he was already staring at the bag of meat and wine, wondering when he could eat and drink again. He felt uncomfortable.

It would be better to take a nap first. Every time he does this, Weidong takes turns staying awake.

Erfeng obviously listened and nodded slowly.

When Weidong asked her to go for a walk, she just shook her head and just squeezed in beside him and looked up at all the passers-by around her.

It attracted a lot of attention.

She dressed up carefully in the morning. Her flowery cotton jacket made her collagen-filled face look more elastic. She had a big, shiny braid in front of her chest, and her thick bangs were tied with a red hairband.

No matter how you look at it, she is a pretty country girl.

Some men on the boat don't even hide their desire to tease women from a superior position.

But Erfeng only paid attention to putting away the brand new cloth shoes she had taken off, and took out a pair of her own handmade shoes from the backpack, and knelt down to put them on the man.

Wei Dong had closed his eyes to rest, but when he opened them, he saw someone reaching out to take it. "Excellent craftsmanship, but I won't wear it because there are cheaper and more durable sneakers and leather shoes. Li Erfeng..."

When Erfeng heard him call her full name, she got nervous and wanted to jump up and hide.

But he forced himself to sit still, as if the noise and the coming and going of people around him had disappeared.

Rang Weidong actually didn't hold a grudge against the little girl. He pointed to the wall next to him and motioned Erfeng to follow his example and lean against the wall. "Look at the world outside. It's so big. Ever since I sent my father out for treatment, I don't want to go back to being a farmer. Sooner or later, everyone will rush to do business. It's such a golden time to make money. So I really don't have any thoughts of getting married and starting a family. I want to make a lot of money first, so that those who look down on us can go to hell. But you are different. Women will get old if they miss these years. You can learn this line, and you will be rich for the rest of your life."

Girls still had different ideas. Erfeng was silent for a moment and then asked, "Then are you going to marry that city teacher?"

Rang Weidong shook his head decisively: "In fact, they look down on us country people from the bottom of their hearts."

After a moment's thought, he added, "Throughout history, peasants have never wronged the ruling class... Huang Yanpei said so."

This was one of the mottos written by You Qili in the booklet, and Wei Dong would actually read it whenever he had free time, as a way to figure out the boss's thoughts in advance.

Now his purpose of staying in the city and staying in the tax compound is to wait and see when You Qili will be released and what his movements will be. This does not conflict with his business of selling bacon and titanium ingots.

Therefore, it is much better to let Erfeng, who is more proactive, to help than Goudan.

The guy has started snoring.

But for Erfeng, this was the longest time they had spent together in the past six months. They took turns eating sauerkraut noodles and using the toilet. Weidong then urged her to take a hot bath, but she returned with a pale face from the intense heat. She lay down behind him, unable to fall asleep.

In the end, he wanted to secretly put his hand around her waist, but Weidong threatened him that he would move to another place, so he turned his mouth and stopped.

Anyway, I kept my eyes open almost half the night.

When we arrived at the gangplank under the Jiangzhou pontoon early in the morning, we almost stepped on empty air in a daze.

Weidong quickly grabbed her. Goudan was already carrying the heaviest load and skillfully rushed to the ferry dock nearby. He didn't have to climb into the city during the dry season in winter.

Leaning on the railing of the ferry next to the surging river, Erfeng almost felt seasick and vomited, mainly looking at the vast river surface, but she still held on to the man's clothes tightly the whole time, and was kicked away as soon as Goudan got close.

You have to climb very high to get off the boat on the south bank of the river.

Although it was a steep stone staircase, the two strong guys still had their hands free to help her lift and lower the backpack. Goudan knew all the snack shops and breakfast stalls on both sides.

After these ten or so times, Zi Xiaowei visited all the factories around and memorized the restaurants.

Just eat as much as you want, soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed dumplings, scallion pancakes, fried glutinous rice balls, pearl dumplings, white cakes. Anyway, they bought all the food that had good reviews from the Gou family for Erfeng to try. If they didn’t like it, they would let the two guys finish it.

Jiangzhou is known as the foggy city, and the fog is even thicker in winter.

After walking up this long flight of stone steps, Erfeng looked back with her cheeks puffed out. She could only see the big city on the opposite bank vaguely in the thick fog, and the busy atmosphere extending to the riverside below her feet.

A little stunned.

Later, as we were walking down the street, he spoke up: "This is really the big world you talked about."

Let Weidong laugh: "What kind of world is this? You can even go to Shanghai along this river."

Goudan said casually on the other side: "Huh? Then we can just build a raft to Shanghai instead of spending money on the train?"

Weidong was suddenly stunned. Yes, there is a ship going to Shanghai, so why can't we take the ship to Jiangsu and Zhejiang? It will be a little slower but can carry more goods.

So, Weidong went to the store of that non-ferrous metal factory with no name at all and tried to ask, "How are your sales in the past two months?"

The knitting lady had a very sad face: "Except for the things that the government still needs, the others are simply impossible to sell. Young man, can you still sell them? Sell another batch before the Spring Festival so that you can get some New Year's bonus."

If a factory with a thousand employees can give out a bonus of ten yuan, it is considered a New Year's celebration.

The third-line factories are in such a bad state.

Weidong couldn't understand why they really didn't send anyone to inquire about buyers and market prices.

He thought it was simple, so where to ask?

Google or Baidu? Taobao or JD.com?
He tried to ask: "But I don't have enough to buy a ton of goods. Can I pay half first?"

The aunt was surprised: "You have quite a lot of money, can you afford 7,000 or 8,000?"

Weidong asked Erfeng and Goudan to squat behind the flower stand in the distance, and now he hurriedly smiled and said, "I borrowed a lot of money from my partners to do business..." He also pointed to the faintly visible flowered cotton jacket over there.

It feels like they are a gang.

The old lady used a long needle to sharpen her hair: "You can let the buyer deliver the goods to us yourself, and then we will give you a bonus."

She herself wasn't confident in what she said. It was just a one-time deal at best, and she had no say in the long-term supply relationship.

Rang Weidong had already thought about it: "I wish I could give it to you. My classmate who got into university didn't tell me where he sold it to. It's very popular to do business in universities now, so I asked him to raise most of the money."

This perfectly closes the conversation, and there is no need to worry about prices being transparent in the future.

The auntie chatted: "What kind of collateral do you have? Do you have street housing? If you're a city resident, you can give it a try by getting your household registration... There's really nothing rural people can do."

This made Weidong steel himself and come up with his plan: "Can I use my parents as collateral?"

The aunt laughed so hard she almost stabbed her hand: "Your parents? Are you working so hard?"

Let Weidong try: "Most of your store is empty. Rent a part of it to our family and register as an individual business to sell cured meat or my mother can sell some cold dishes and braised meat. I will pay you some rent every month. I won't run away, right?"

The auntie actually said, "We originally applied to be a labor service agency, so we can sell non-staple food. We've been losing money for quite some time before we set up a new sales department to show it off. I'll call the leader for you."

Weidong had become more adept at this. He took out a piece of bacon from his backpack and placed it beside him. "We've just made some quick-smoked meat. Please try it. We'll go sell the meat first and get back to hear from you. If we can sell one or two tons, we'll all have a good New Year."

The auntie is already humming the handle!

Very cheerful.

She doesn't want to stay here yet.

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