Jiang Xiaoye took the money improperly, and the money he spent made it difficult for Xu Liutang to breathe. He held Jiang Xiaoye tightly, his mouth trembling for a long time without knowing what to say.

The great unity one after another caused the entire Shilin brigade members to boil.

Start to organize delivery in batches.

When Lugu Village and others saw the things sent by the Shilin Brigade and coal, they all talked a lot.

Buying coal for the winter is simply a luxury, and what do you do with so many baskets? If it's a bitter basket, they don't feel surprised, this is a must-have for every family.

Children’s favorite is the pastry basket, because in every family, the pastry basket represents the food stored in the family.

Jiang Xiaoye has already begun to look for a place to make red wine. The place where red wine is made must be covered with bricks. It is best to put straw on it to ensure that it is not dirty at all.

"Boom boom boom~"

A strange sound rang from his ears. Jiang Xiaoye turned his head to look. A figure came carrying goods from far away, with a rattle in his hand.

Trader!

Jiang Xiaoye suddenly came up with these two words in his mind, and immediately said, "Little girl, go and call that shopkeeper over here!"

The little girl who was looking at the coal block turned her head and blinked her eyes, looked around, and saw it for a while, and ran away.

"Wow!"

Xiaopang followed his little master closely.

The shopkeeper is here!

Now the village relies on shopkeepers, and the market is blocked. Only some shopkeepers are left to exchange things. This shopkeeper probably heard that people in Lugu Village were rich and came here with goods.

Generally speaking, shopkeepers don't like to come to the poor brigade, because people here generally look at whether they can't buy it or change it, and their business is also a bit risky.

"Let me take a look!"

Xiaoya quickly ran to the shopkeeper and went to see the shopkeeper's box happily.

Xiaopang bared his teeth at the merchandiser and stood behind Xiaoya.

"What a mighty puppy!" The salesman was surprised, knowing that the average brigade can't find a dog, and there are very few in the county. Dogs in this era are very scarce.

"It's called Xiaopang, uncle, my brother wants you to go to him!" Xiaoya pointed to the distance.

The shopkeeper was surprised to see the dense crowds working, so many people were working!

Looking at Xiaoya again, the clothes on her body are all new, and she is well-nourished. Did she come to the county seat?

"Little girl, who is your brother?"

"My brother is the secretary of our Lugu Village, and my brother is a college student!"

Xiaoya is proud. Although she doesn't understand what college students are, she is very proud because the villagers say that college students are great.

The shopkeeper followed Xiao Ya.

The sound of the rattle sounded, and many people couldn’t help stopping what they were doing and looking up. Lugu Village had not seen the shopkeeper for several months. Now shopkeepers know where there is money and where people have no money. Gradually, the more money there is. Wherever he goes, the less shopkeepers go.

"Brother." Xiaoya ran to Jiang Xiaoye, hugging his leg, then turned her head and looked at the rattle in the trader's hand.

"Welcome to Lugu Village."

Jiang Xiaoye greeted him with a smile.

"See if there is one in need." The salesman put down the things in his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The salesman is very strong. Judging from his posture, he probably has practiced martial arts.

Jiang Xiaoye began to watch. He had never seen a salesman when he was a child. He had only heard that the two loads consisted of layers of wooden lattice boxes. Each wooden box contained needles, hats, button hairpins, socks, shoes, insoles, and towels. Handkerchiefs, wooden combs, thimbles, shoehorns, white porcelain tea cups, small round mirrors, red rope candy and other small commodities.

There are a lot of things and a dazzling array of things, but there is nothing particularly rare. After all, this is a salesman. They are taking an individual road and not a socialist road. They are a supplement and development to the city’s state-owned and collective commerce. Now materials are in short supply. Rarely, individual small traders and small shopkeepers are not able to get the short-sale goods allocated by the state. They can only bring some local goods.

The shopkeeper took out a small hard tortilla and gnawed it a little bit. Jiang Xiaoye looked at the little girl and said, "Go over there and let the cooking man take two nests and cut two pickles, and say what I want. ."

The little girl ran away quickly, and she was very obedient.

"Comrade, why don't you sell expensive things? You can't make a lot of money for these things in a day, right?" Jiang Xiaoye took out a piece of Great Unity and handed it over: "Give me as many buttons as you have here."

The shopkeeper has a lot of buttons, all kinds of buttons. The clothes are now made in the village. They lack buttons. Many of them are removed from old clothes. There are also buttons that Jiang Xiaoye did not buy.

The shopkeeper came, and Jiang Xiaoye naturally didn't want to let it go.

"Ah? Oh, okay, this, buy it all? I'll count it first!" The salesman quickly took away the tortillas in his hand, and began to pick up and pull the buttons, large and small, the most being black buttons.

They are all relatively cheap.

"These are six and fifty-three cents in total, so just charge six and fifty cents." The shopkeeper smiled on his face full of vicissitudes.

"Bring me some copper thimbles, needles, and thread for the remaining money. Are there no matches?"

A box of matches cost two cents. This thing was a must. Jiang Xiaoye looked around but couldn't find a match.

"No, if I need to send it to you next time, I'll figure it out." The shopkeeper saw that it was a big deal and got busy quickly. He rarely encountered such a generous one.

Xiaoya came, wrapped Wowotou and pickles in oil paper and handed them to Jiang Xiaoye.

"Brother eat!"

She thought Jiang Xiaoye was hungry.

"See if you like it." Jiang Xiaoye gestured with a smile.

Xiao Ya's eyes immediately fixed on the rattle around the shopkeeper's waist.

"This won't work, look at this!" Jiang Xiaoye took a card issuing card to the little girl, but he really didn't know how to use it, the card was ugly.

Jiang Xiaoye bought a lot of small mirrors, red ropes, hairpins, and small things for Xiaoya.

"Comrade, let's have something to eat first, and wait until noon to leave. When the villagers are off work, they will come to see you at that time. Let them see what they need, let's talk!"

Jiang Xiaoye was very interested in the merchant's way of doing business. He brought two small benches and handed the wowotou and pickles to the merchant.

I brought another big teapot.

"Thank you, thank you!" The shopkeeper was obviously extremely hungry. He gnawed two bites of his head and pickled vegetables, and said with a face of enjoyment: "I haven't eaten anything hot for many days."

"Don't you usually have time to eat hot meals?" Jiang Xiaoye smiled and poured hot water into his marching pot.

"No chance. I haven't spoken to my children for half a month. In our business, we wake up early and go back late at night. There is no electric light. In order to save lamp oil, the children also go to bed early. Now I don’t even know if the child grows taller or not."

The shopkeeper smiled, but his voice was full of bitterness.