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After contacting several friends who had played together since childhood, my parents also came back.

Looking at the piles of Spring Festival couplets in his room, Xu Yongpei and Wang Lingxiang were both a little shocked.

"Son, you have bought so much goods, can you sell them all?"

"It's definitely sold out."

The conversation changed, "Mom and Dad, apart from Zhu Louji, are there any other big markets near us tomorrow?"

"Huantaiji is very big, and then Beiyangji." Xu Yongpei said.

He knew both of these episodes and had been to the latter one several times, but he didn't know the specific time.

"How far is Huantai from us? In which direction?"

"Follow the Jiqing Highway to the south, almost thirty miles away." Xu Yongpei said.

Thirty miles is fifteen kilometers, not too far.

After I knew what was going on, I started to help my sister count the Spring Festival couplets together.

Early the next morning.

Xu Liang got up early and put the Spring Festival couplets he divided last night into three large wooden boxes donated by his mother.

These are her early dowry boxes, which are now donated to support her son's career.

Of course, Xu Liang's three applications and five applications, plus promises, were indispensable.

Plastic sheets, wooden cubes, ropes and other sundries were divided into three parts.

For the time being, he plans to divide his team selling Spring Festival couplets into three teams. After these three teams are sorted out, he will consider adding more.

The peak sales period for Spring Festival couplets has not yet arrived, so he has a week to adjust, as long as he doesn't miss the last week. According to his experience in his previous life.

During the entire Spring Festival couplets sales period, sales in the last week accounted for 70% of the overall sales.

Absolute golden period.

In order to make his first pot of gold, Xu Liang got up at five o'clock in the morning and started busy. He compared the list he had written earlier and checked it over and over again to ensure that he would not fall behind.

Tu tu tu tu…!

At half past five, the sound of motorcycles came from outside.

Soon he arrived outside Xu's house.

Xu Liang had already gone out when he heard the movement.

"Brother Liang."

Huo Gang, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, jumped off the motorcycle tricycle.

"I'm not too late, am I?"

He patted his thick shoulder hard.

"It's not too late, come in."

Seeing Wang Lingxiang who had already gotten up, Huo Gang quickly said hello.

"Auntie."

"Dagang is here, is your grandpa in good health?"

"Everything is fine with him."

"That's good, Auntie, make some noodles and we'll eat them together later."

Huo Gang agreed.

Growing up, he had eaten at Xu's house many times, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Not long after, a tall and thin man walked in.

A pair of big eyes rolled around, exuding a sense of intelligence.

"Brother Liang, Brother Gang."

"Qiangzi, come in quickly. Have you eaten?" Xu Liang said.

"Drink some porridge."

"My mom will make some noodles later and we can eat them together."

"Hehe, then I won't be polite."

Xu Liang smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Is your motorcycle tricycle here?"

"Just park outside."

"Well done."

"What Brother Liang told me must be done well."

People came one after another.

Soon the yard became lively.

Xu Liang has been a good fighter since he was a child, and he is also a righteous person. He is the child king of Qian Street.

There are more than a dozen friends who grew up with him.

Except for two soldiers who left, the rest came.

Counting Xu Liang and Huo Gang, the nine young men, when they were all able to eat, Xilihulu ate all the ten kilograms of noodles Wang Lingxiang ordered.

"Have you eaten yet?" Xu Liang said.

"Eat up, brother Liang."

"This is the first time I've eaten so much in the morning."

“The noodles cooked by my aunt are so delicious.”…

"Okay, listen to me."

Everyone fell silent instantly.

Xu Liang continued: "I told you on the phone yesterday that if you help me sell Spring Festival couplets, I will give you 20 yuan a day. If you go by motorcycle, you will have to pay 10 yuan a day for gas. I will take care of breakfast and lunch. No, you don’t have any objections, right?”

"No, Brother Liang."

“We all listen to you.”…

Xu Liang nodded, "We are all brothers who grew up naked together. Let's talk about it earlier. The money I give you is based on a big job in the market. Even if your parents go out to work for a day, you may not be able to earn it. So much, not to mention the money for two meals.”

"...I've given you so much. If any of you steal the money, don't blame me for being unkind."

At the end, Xu Liang's voice was fierce.

Young people care about face, so he didn't say much and was free to rebel.

"That's all I have to say, you can make up your own mind. Okay, let's go."

Xu Liang strode out of the room, and everyone quickly stood up and followed him.

Wang Lingxiang, who had been sitting next to him, looked at her son's retreating back, her face full of relief.

"My son has grown up."

Xu Yongpei nodded gently with a smile on his face.

"This brat is worthy of being my kind. He has a straight face, just like when I was the workshop director at the paper mill."

Wang Lingxiang rolled her eyes at him and stood up to clear the tableware on the table.

Come outside.

"Xiaomeng, you share a car with me. You allocate the rest among yourself."

Wearing a thick cotton jacket and a cotton hat, Xu Meng, who looked like a chipmunk, quickly climbed onto the truck bed.

His car contains so much stuff that it can accommodate at most two people.

However, there are two motorcycle tricycles owned by Huo Gang and Liu Qiangqiang, which are enough to sit on, so there is no need to force them.

After everyone was seated, Xu Liang took the lead on his bicycle, followed by the other two.

Three motorcycles braved the cold wind and got on the Jiqing Highway.

Xu Liang asked around while driving and found the farthest Huantaiji.

The reason why he chose the farthest one was because no one knew that he wanted to clear the road first to save trouble next time.

Huantai is located on a large highway.

On both sides are small vendors selling goods.

Xu Liang greeted everyone to get out of the car.

There is strength in numbers.

First, I used the broom I brought to sweep the ground clean, and then I folded three layers of old plastic sheets that had been replaced by the greenhouse at home and spread them on the ground.

Then lay out the couplets.

It is two meters wide and thirty meters long, all covered.

The gold and red colors were particularly bright, which quickly attracted people going to the market, not to mention the fact that a group of half-grown men were packing them up, which made people even more curious.

Finally, Xu Liang greeted and spread the newly cut plastic sheet on the surface.

The new plastic sheet is transparent and clean, and can well show the background color of the Spring Festival couplets.

It is also dustproof and waterproof.

After pressing down the purchased wooden cubes to make sure they would not be blown away by the wind, the work on the ground was over.

The most important thing is what comes next.

After erecting the two three-meter thick bamboo poles he brought and fixing them with ropes and turning heads, Xu Liang hung up the red promotional banners prepared by the advertising shop.

The white fonts stand out against the red background, which is particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

Work-study students sell Spring Festival couplets!

Xu Liang turned on the tweeter and played the pre-recorded promotional materials.

"The work-study school sells Spring Festival couplets. The ladies, uncles and aunts passing by take a look at them. The most complete Spring Festival couplets at the lowest prices. With just a few yuan, a young man's dream of studying can be fulfilled."

Then it's played over and over again.

Xu Meng felt inexplicably embarrassed when he saw his brother's cool moves.