Reborn King of Marketing

Zhang Xuebing pushed his share of sweet potatoes in front of his sister-in-law.

The wooden bowl made a very harsh squeaking sound across the table. The two sisters, who were sipping the sweet potato porridge, raised their heads and looked at him in surprise.

There's not enough for him to eat normally. What kind of illness did he have today?

"I have pantothenic acid in my stomach and I don't want to eat it. Please drink something dilute!"

As he said this, he brought the porridge that Xin'er had almost finished drinking to him and drank it all in one gulp.

"You two share it, don't waste it, I'll go and lie down for a while!"

"Xiao Bing, if you eat so little, how will you go to the fields tomorrow?"

It's summer now, and weeds are growing more vigorously than corn. We have to go to the fields under the scorching sun every day to water and weed, otherwise this year's autumn harvest will be in vain!

"I have something to go to town tomorrow, so I have to get up early!"

Sister-in-law and Xin'er looked at each other for a while.

Zhangjiacun is more than thirty miles away from the county seat, and it has to go up and down the mountain. It takes a lot of effort to go there. Why go to the city properly?

After returning to his bed, Zhang Xuebing began to rummage through things. Under the pillow and mattress, there were various kinds of yuan and dime bills, and he turned out a lot of them.

The majority of the family's money is in the hands of my sister-in-law, which he has saved in daily life. After calculation, it is more than thirty yuan. It seems that tomorrow's plan only has so much start-up capital, so it is barely enough.

There are no entertainment programs in mountain villages in this era.

Don't even think about the Internet, and no one can afford a TV.

There is only one radio in the whole village, and it belongs to the village, and it can only receive Ludong radio. Thanks to their transmitting tower built on Mount Tai, the signal coverage area is quite large.

So once it gets dark, the villagers have nothing else to do except sleep.

Zhang Xuebing had just collected the money when he felt the couch tremble. He turned around and saw Su Xin'er sitting on it, tilting her head and looking at him with burning eyes.

In order to save electricity, villagers in the mountains usually turn off the lights at home after dinner, and the Zhang family is no exception. My sister-in-law turned off the only light bulb at this time.

The whole house was plunged into darkness. With the faint skylight outside, Zhang Xuebing could only see clearly the blurry outline of the slender figure opposite and his star-like eyes, "Aren't you full?"

"I'm full. Apart from celebrating the festival, I've eaten a lot today!" The little girl leaned towards him and said lazily.

"You're full, why are you treating me like a sweet potato?"

"Hit you, hit you!" Su Xin'er raised her hand high and patted his stomach a few times, "Hey, what are you doing in the city?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, it's not called a big pot anymore?" Zhang Xuebing's hungry stomach felt like a knife, and he spoke with a laziness.

"You, you learn from me, bad guy, I won't call you by your name anymore, I'll just call you by your name, Zhang Xuebing, Zhang Xuebing!"

"Look for a fight!" Zhang Xuebing weakly swung his fists, but there were several gurgling sounds in his stomach.

Su Xin'er covered her mouth and smiled, then handed him a handkerchief, "I knew you weren't full, so give it!"

Inside the handkerchief was a soft piece of sweet potato, which was still a little warm. I didn't know if it was her body temperature or the original temperature.

Zhang Xuebing was really hungry. He had to walk dozens of miles tomorrow and had no physical strength. He grabbed the sweet potatoes and stuffed them into his mouth.

Sweet potatoes have high sugar content and are very sweet when eaten, but he always feels that in addition to the taste of sweet potatoes, there is also a hint of girly body fragrance between his lips and teeth.

Su Xin'er was leaning on the bed, supporting her cheek with her hands, watching him devouring the food, and suddenly asked, "Be honest, why are you going to the city?"

"I was introduced to a guy from the county town. I heard he looks so handsome. Let's go and have a look tomorrow. If you sleep well..."

Before the lie could be finished, the bed trembled and Su Xin'er sat upright suddenly, her chest was beating, and there seemed to be a trace of tears in her eyes.

Zhang Xuebing heard her gritting her teeth, "Okay, go and find me a sister-in-law, hum!"

The little girl jumped out of bed, wiped herself and left.

There was a crisp sound, and Zhang Xuebing slapped her flat butt.

It's really a bit irritating to her hands, it's all bones, it seems like she needs to get more nutrition.

"You're bullying me, I'll tell you to go away!" the little girl cried.

"Xiao Bing, you bullied Xin'er again, you deserve a beating, right?" The scolding voice of my sister-in-law came from next door.

"No, I'll just scare her!"

"Yes, he just...wuwu!"

Zhang Xuebing covered her mouth and lowered his voice.

"Don't be stupid. Who can introduce a partner to this poor guy like me? I'll go to town tomorrow to buy fishing gear. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to eat fish in the evening. Don't cry. Don't cry. Just tell me what you want. I admit it.

Isn’t it enough to compensate you?”

The little girl stopped sobbing, tilted her head and thought for a moment and said, "I want candy...forget it, don't buy it, the tuition for next semester hasn't been paid yet!"

"I'll buy you orange candies, chocolates, and marshmallows, so you can eat them all!"

"No, no, go to sleep!"

Su Xin'er went to her sister's room to sleep. In the darkness, Zhang Xuebing felt that the little girl turned around and smiled just now. The smile was so sweet, as sweet as eating candy, so he slept very sweetly.

It was still dark when the rooster crowed, and Zhang Xuebing faintly heard the sound of a fire burning in the yard. When he got up, he realized that it was his sister-in-law who had gotten up early and was putting pancakes in a big iron pot. The thick smoke made her cough.

We usually only have a little white flour at home. Except for giving Xin'er a bowl of noodles when she's hungry, it's all for my sister-in-law to eat when she's sick. The more money you want, the more money you have. Why are you willing to make pancakes today?

The dim firelight gave Su Waner a layer of dark gold, and the wrinkles left by time on her young cheeks were illuminated more clearly.

Although it was summer, her hands still had many chapped hands. As they contracted and contracted, the cracks opened and closed to reveal the fresh flesh under the skin, which made people feel heartbroken. These were all caused by years of hard washing and cold water soaking.

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"Ahem, you got up so early, go wash your face first, and then take some cakes with you to eat on the way!"

"Sister-in-law, you keep it to eat..." He stopped mid-sentence. He felt warm currents welling up in his heart, and so did his eyes.

When we went out, it was the darkest moment before dawn!

It took two full hours on the thirty-mile mountain road. Zhang Xuebing walked into the city, and the rising sun was rising slowly.

He went directly to the chemical store without taking a break and asked to buy calcium carbide.

This thing is also called calcium carbide. It reacts with water to produce acetylene, which is an essential raw material for gas welding.

The clerk glanced at him from behind the counter and stretched out a hand.

Zhang Xuebing hurriedly took out the money, "How much does it cost for two kilograms?"

"Approval note, who would dare to sell you dangerous goods without an approval note?" the clerk said impatiently and turned away to ignore him.

Zhang Xuebing was stunned, slapped his forehead, and cursed in his mind, I thought it was twenty years later, I forgot that in this era, these things require approval slips, but where can I, a little commoner, get approval slips?

He walked out angrily, thinking about a place where he could get it. He gritted his teeth and bought a box of soft-packed Daji cigarettes for two yuan at the canteen. He hurried to the injection molding factory in the county and faced a man with a similar appearance outside the gas cutting workshop.

shouted the honest man.

"Uncle, come out!"

"Oh, soldier, what's the matter?"

The man was a distant relative named Wang Mingjie, and Zhang Xuebing called him uncle in reference to his seniority. The two families didn't have much contact, which meant that on the whole they were doing fine.

He said hello to his colleagues before coming out.

"Help get some calcium carbide!" Zhang Xuebing said in a low voice.

Wang Mingjie hurriedly looked around, pulled him a few steps away, and when there was no one around, he said, "Why do you want that? You'll catch fire if you get wet, how dangerous it is!"

Zhang Xuebing put the pack of cigarettes into his pocket, "My friend wants to get gas welding, but he can't buy it. Do you think I can pay for it?"

Wang Mingjie looked around again and again, his lips pursed like the folds of a bun, and after a long while he said, "What's the matter with money? Go to the factory gate and wait for me. Hey, how much is enough?"

"Two or three pounds will do!" Zhang Xuebing said and strolled to the factory gate.

In less than a cup of tea, Wang Mingjie shook it out and took out a plastic bag from his greasy work clothes. "Hold it carefully. Wrap it in a few more layers. This thing cannot get damp. This will not happen next time!"

When Zhang Xuebing took the plastic bag, he quietly stuffed five yuan into his hand and turned away without saying a word.

Wang Mingjie saw what was in his hand clearly and shouted at his back, "You kid, hey, if you want it next time, say hello in advance!"