"Uncle, what does the Bureau of Industry and Commerce do?" Tang Xiaonan asked without a word.

"Those who are in charge of the market, have an idle job, drink tea and read newspapers every day." Tang Laijin sneered.

The old lady scolds him for being idle every day, hehe... His brother-in-law is really doing nothing. He goes to work in the morning, reads the newspaper and drinks tea, runs to the toilet a few times, takes a nap, and continues to read the newspaper and drink tea in the afternoon. So some immortal wages, not messing around.

Huo Jinzhi was even more excited. He came to the city this time to understand the market situation. He didn't expect that the son-in-law of the Tang family was in charge of this. He could take the opportunity to inquire later.

Tang Xiaonan heard Tang Laijin's contempt for her uncle, and she didn't know the reason, but although Tang Laijin was idle, the Tang family had one advantage, that is, protecting the calf.

They are definitely not good to outsiders, but they are close to their relatives, so there should be only one reason for Tang Laijin's dissatisfaction. This uncle is not very good to aunt Tang Laifeng.

However, I have to see myself to understand, maybe there is a misunderstanding.

The sun climbed higher and higher, it had already climbed over the top of the mountain, and was ready to go down.

There were hurried footsteps in front of them, and not long after that, a middle-aged man carrying a trader's pole appeared in front of them swayingly. There was a pair of cloth shoes hanging on the top of the pole, and the man's feet were straw sandals. The stone did not affect the man's speed at all, as if walking on the ground.

Lance picked up two big baskets, and at one end was a basket with a large piece of brown sugar on it, covered with a clean cloth, the wind blew a corner, and Tang Xiaonan's heart jumped again.

Could it be that this is the famous "feather for sugar"?

"Uncle, I want candy." Tang Xiaonan acted coquettishly.

The middle-aged man stopped immediately and looked at Tang Xiaonan with a smile. He traveled from south to north and trained his eyes. At a glance, he saw that Tang Xiaonan's family was very good.

He took out a hammer and drill, tapped a piece of candy the size of a child's palm, wrapped it in mulberry paper and handed it to Tang Xiaonan.

"Uncle, how much is it?"

Tang Xiaonan took it out of her pocket. She has a small treasury. Yesterday, Tang Baishan gave her a dime, and Tang Laifu also gave her a dime.

"I don't want money, uncle invites you to eat." The middle-aged man laughed, this little girl looked handsome and sweet, and she was liked by her look.

"I have money."

Tang Xiaonan shook her head vigorously. The life of the people in Wucheng is very difficult now. Otherwise, they would not have gone over mountains and mountains to exchange chicken feathers to increase the production of several tens of kilograms of grain per mu of land.

The original intention of exchanging chicken feathers for sugar is not business, but to increase production.

Wucheng Mountain has more land and less land, and each person has limited land, but this is not difficult for the smart and industrious Wucheng people. They found that by composting chicken feathers into the fields, the yield per mu can increase by dozens of kilograms. The story of 'feather for sugar' is known all over the world.

Although the original purpose was to increase production, the exchange of chicken feathers for sugar is the prototype of Wucheng people's business plan, because many people also help people bring goods while exchanging sugar, and business gradually flowed, which also caused Wucheng people Unique business experience.

It is not accidental that Wucheng has become the largest small commodity market center in the world, but the choice of the market.

Tang Laijin took out some change from his pocket and was about to give it. The middle-aged man glanced at the eggs in Tang Laijin's pocket and said, "Don't give the money, or give me two eggs for breakfast."

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