1983 Small Island, Starting From a Large Farmer

Chapter 211 Catch the Fair

the next day.

 Genius is slightly bright.

Li Duoyu got up and sailed to the oyster field with his father, Chen Wenchao, and Li Qingguang, and collected all the oysters whose ropes had been cut.

 He gave Mr. Mi and Uncle Zhuang three hundred kilograms each, and kept about a hundred kilograms for himself. The rest was given to the oyster pryers.

 Pry them all to make dried oysters.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Li Qingguang brought a set of homemade oyster grilling tools.

 There are five small charcoal-burning stoves in total.

I don’t know where he got six thin iron rods, tied them with wires, and then fixed them on the wooden frame to make a simple grill.

Although the grill is very simple, it is very practical.

In addition to these, Li Qingguang also prepared a lot of seasonings. He actually remembered all the ones Li Duoyu used for barbecue last time.

 Including local oyster sauce, sugar, soy sauce, minced garlic and jars of lard in glass bottles.

　Seeing how well-prepared his cousin is, Li Duoyu is a little impressed with him. This guy doesn't seem to be just trying it casually, but has prepared carefully.

Li Duoyu couldn't help but ask: "Qingguang, didn't you always want to be a mechanic before? Why did you suddenly change your profession to be a chef?"

Li Qingguang scratched his head:

“It’s my dream to be a mechanic, but I have no money now, so I have to earn some living expenses first.”

Looking at the sixteen-year-old Li Qingguang in front of him, Li Duoyu felt that he seemed to have suddenly matured a lot in the past six months.

When Li Duoyu was his age, he had just graduated from junior high school. After leaving school, he only knew how to play all day long. He was not as motivated as his cousin.

 “Let’s go, I will take you to earn living expenses today.”

 “Thank you, brother.”

If it was Shangfeng Town, Li Duoyu was quite confident. After all, most of the people who went to the town to catch the fair were fishermen.

 Having eaten oysters more or less, his acceptance of oysters is relatively high, and if he comes to bake oysters himself.

These more than 100 kilograms of oysters will be sold out quickly.

After talking to Lao Li and telling Chen Wenchao some things, Li Duoyu drove a sampan boat to Qingkou Pier with Li Qingguang’s barbecue equipment and a load of oysters.

 After arriving at the pier.

Li Duoyu originally wanted to call a tractor to take the two of them to the town's fairing area.

Unexpectedly, after Li Qingguang got off the pier, he immediately rushed to the bus between Shangfeng Town and Qingkou Pier.

As a result, before the oysters could be loaded into the car, the driver stopped him and refused to let him get on the car.

 “No, you have too many.”

"There are still seawater dripping everywhere, and the truck panels will be corroded by you. If you transport so many things, hire a tractor yourself."

Hearing this, Li Qingguang felt as if he had fallen from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, and he instantly became dejected.

If you hire a tractor as the driver said, the transportation cost will be at least four or five yuan.

The cost of oysters is one cent per catty. If they are roasted and sold for two cents per catty, even if they are sold for more than 100 catties, they will only cost more than 20 yuan.

After deducting costs, transportation fees, and material fees, I can’t make a few dollars at all, and this money has to be shared equally with Brother Yu.

He obviously just wanted to go to the market and bake oysters to make some money, but why was it so difficult?

 At this time.

Li Duoyu secretly stuffed a pack of cigarettes and gave it to the driver. He said with a naive smile: "Master, please be accommodating. The two of us are just running a small business. These oysters combined are not as expensive as a tractor trip. Really hire I can’t afford a tractor.”

The driver who received the cigarette looked a little better, but he still said seriously: "It's not easy to look at you, just this time. I can't do this again next time. It's going to leak later. Please help me clean it up." I don’t know.”

"I know, if there is a leak, I will definitely wipe it for you and won't cause any trouble to the master."

 “That’s good, come up.”

Li Qingguang on the side kept blinking. He felt that he was still too young. He had already given up the moment the driver rejected him. I haven’t thought about it, this is okay.

A nearby fisherman who was carrying salted hairtail saw the two of them loading oysters onto the bus and wanted to follow their example and take the bus to save some transportation fees.

 But as soon as I stepped on the bus, I was scolded by the driver.

“How many times have I told you that you can’t get on the bus because you can’t understand people?”

This fisherman carrying salted hairtail pointed at Li Duoyu and the others on the car and said, "Why can they move so many oysters up there, but I can't get up with so little hairtail?"

The driver looked at him with disgust and directly attacked him personally: "I don't smell bad, but you, a salty fish guy, have a fishy and smelly body. If you are asked to take you into the car, how can anyone stand it?"

Being scolded by the driver, the fisherman who picked the salted hairtail also became angry: "Why do I stink? Do you want me to take off my pants and let you smell it?"

“No matter if you stink or not, your hairtail cannot get on the bus.”

Li Qingguang, who saw this scene, seemed to have been taught a hard lesson by this society at this moment.

No wonder Brother Duoyu is not a big smoker, but he always carries one or two packs of cigarettes with him. It turns out that this is what they are used for. If this seller of hairtail fish secretly stuffs a pack of cigarettes like Brother Yu, he will probably be like They all got on the bus.

Thinking of this, Li Qingguang couldn't help but sigh. No wonder bus drivers are so rich at this time.

The bus drove for about ten minutes and arrived at Shangfeng Town. But not long after, the bus master kept honking the horn and cursing: "These **** block the road every time."

 “Those who come to drive the fair should get off here.”

Some passengers complained: "The master hasn't arrived yet, please drive forward."

“Today is Dawei. There are too many people and it’s too congested. Cars can’t drive in. Everyone, please get off here.”

Li Duoyu took a look and found that there were many people on the road and it was very lively. Most of them were walking here carrying goods.

 There are those who drive pigs and sheep,

There are also people who use ox carts to pull goods, pulling carts at the same time and pulling them everywhere along the way.

Since they arrived relatively late, the central location was already crowded with people, and now everyone can only set up stalls outside the fair.

 Li Duoyu said to Li Qingguang: "Let's get off the car."

 In fact, Li Duoyu is very familiar with this place. It used to be very prosperous and full of vendors selling imported goods.

Li Duoyu also set up a street stall here for two or three years, specializing in selling various kinds of goods.

 In the past, the entire street here was managed by the bald man who loved to wear silver necklaces. Anyone who sold smuggled goods would charge five to ten yuan a day for stall fees.

 Li Duoyu and Agui used to run a street stall here for two or three years, and paid five to six hundred for the stall fee alone.

Looking at the past now, there is indeed a big difference from before. All the things sold have changed, and they are no longer imported goods.

Rather, they were items that were closer to daily life. Li Duoyu saw the cart pushing gasoline barrels, and could smell the smell of roasted sweet potatoes from a distance.

There is also a sudden "bang" sound. You don't have to think about it, it must be popcorn.

There were also many people pushing bicycles on the road, shouting: "I'm selling oyster cakes, freshly fried oyster cakes."

There are also barefoot doctors who keep shouting: "Specialized in treating corns. If they can't be cured, they don't charge any money."

There are all kinds of vendors selling everything, including a whole stack of uncut tobacco leaves, various pirated tapes, and some specialize in selling imported cigarettes.

The price is clearly written on it.

 Marlboro 6 yuan.

  Kent 6 yuan.

  Hilton 4.4 yuan.

  Liangyou 3.5 yuan.

Li Duoyu has not seen this kind of scene for many years. After he returned from the island country, the market had been canceled long ago and replaced by a large supermarket.

 (End of this chapter)