The Era of Hard Work

The big white firecrackers were still ringing, and Ying Zi came over smoking a cigarette, just like his uncle, curiously looking at the samples at Lu Dong's stall, and just about to reach out to pick up a red one, when Song Na saw it.

"Be careful." Song Na reminded: "Smoking here is so dangerous."

Yingzi looked at Song Na and found that the girl was quite handsome, and said nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of! Can it blow up in my hands? The little firecracker you sell is useless!"

He seemed to be showing off to Song Na, and pointed back at the string hanging in front of the car: "Sister, look carefully, that's called firecrackers!"

Song Na saw a lot of young people who were not afraid of anything at school, who were not as old as him, and reminded again: "Stay away from us."

Lu Dong happened to carry a box from the car, and said, "Brother, you must either pinch your cigarette or go back to your place."

Not to mention anything else, even Seventh Uncle, who is usually very unreliable, never smokes in places where fireworks are set off.

Uncle Qi has played with these things and knows how powerful they are.

This kind of young man is the most rare.

"I'll go." Yingzi smiled with disdain, turned around and walked back, leaving a light sentence: "Courage is like a mouse."

Du Xiaobing came over from the car with a box in his arms. Hearing this, he asked, "What's the matter? Are you looking for trouble?"

Qiao Weiguo jumped out of the car, holding a stick in his hand.

Lu Dong quickly waved his hand: "It's okay."

Song Na briefly explained a few sentences.

Yingzi walked to the place where the firecrackers had just been set off, kicked off the scraps of paper on the ground, bent down and picked up a big white letter that didn't make any noise. The letter was quite long and basically unburned.

These things are all made by black workshops. They are as thick as fingers, about ten centimeters long, and contain a lot of medicine.

Yingzi turned around, looked at the people at Lu Dong's booth, grinned, took the cigarette from his mouth, and blew a smoke ring towards this side.

According to the standards of social youth, he is indeed cool and handsome!

Yingzi slightly removed the medicine in the letter, held a white firecracker in his left hand, and lit the letter with a cigarette in his right hand.

Untie all the firecrackers individually, hold them in your hands and light them up. Many people have played it before. The safer way is to light the firecrackers by pinching the letter. .

This one is different, he is directly smoking, holding the firecracker between his fingers.

Yingzi took a cigarette and lit Xinzi. He removed some of Xinzi's medicine. The burning speed was extremely slow, and it would probably be destroyed if thrown out. He was not in a hurry, and even raised his head and winked at Song Na.

It seems to ask Song Na to see what is courage and what is a man.

After showing off, Yingzi counted one, two, three, threw away the things he was holding with his right hand, and wanted to put a cigarette into his mouth with his left hand.

Lu Dong kept watching, and when he saw him throw something in his right hand, he hurriedly shouted: "Fireball! Throw it!"

As soon as Yingzi raised his hand, he also realized that the weight was wrong, so he quickly threw it out. As soon as the thing was released, there was a loud bang!

boom--

The big white skin exploded by his hand, Yingzi sat down on the ground, his left hand was entangled in black and red.

The black ones are smoked by explosions, and the red ones are blood!

"Oh..." Yingzi let out a miserable howl, and when he realized it, he was afraid of the pain, and everyone cried: "Uncle! Uncle! My hand! My hand..."

Sanzi quickly ran over from the car.

Lu Dong and Lu Jianren also hurried over. Lu Dong took a look, and Ying Zi's fingers were bloody, and said, "Hurry up! Take it to the hospital!"

It was lucky that it didn't blow up the fingers.

There was no blood on Yingzi's painful face, except for moaning and crying.

That is to say, Lu Dong reminded me early and didn't stuff it into my mouth, otherwise...

It's great to put it in your mouth!

Lu Jianren and the third son are old acquaintances, looked at the people on the road, and said, "I'll drive, you support him, and go to the hospital as soon as the car can get out!"

This is his own nephew, the third son didn't care about anything else, and said, "Thanks, Lao Qi, let's hurry up!"

Lu Dong, Du Xiaobing, and Qiao Weiguo reached out to help, and the third son carried Yingzi into the car. Lu Jianren went to drive, and shouted at Yingzi, who was crying and screaming: "Quiet meeting! Big man, don't be like a woman." !"

He drove out of the yard and went straight to the county seat along the road.

The three of Lv Dong simply tidied up the booth that the third son set up, and directly covered it with the tarpaulin that he tore open when unloading the truck.

Du Xiaobing looked at the white confetti all over the floor and said, "This thing is really dangerous."

Lu Dong said, "Don't hold it in your hand."

Du Xiaobing was frightened by Yingzi's bloody hand, and said, "I wouldn't dare to kill me."

Qiao Weiguo pondered, wondering if the coach's hand, which fished things out of the boiling oil, survived a big firecracker?

Going back, Song Na, who stayed behind to look at the stall, asked, "How are you?"

Lu Dong replied: "It was blown up, and the injury is not serious."

Song Na glanced over there: "I hope it's okay."

Du Xiaobing answered: "Safety is no small matter."

People selling fireworks and firecrackers came one after another, and a dozen or so stalls were quickly set up in the yard. It was only the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. After a few days, there would be more people selling these.

The place is big enough, and there is a distance between them, so everyone is safe and sound.

There is no direct conflict of interest involved, and generally nothing will happen. The purpose of going to the market is to sell things to make money, not to cause trouble.

At around 7:30, Lu Dong's stall opened successfully, and a man who was taking a child to the market bought two boxes of firecrackers.

That is, there is no letter on the head of the small firecracker, but a head like a match, which will automatically ignite when you draw it on the side of the box, just throw it out.

This thing is not loud, and the power is extremely small. After it explodes, the firecracker will make a hole, and the skin will not be broken.

Specially for children to play.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the crowds are increasing. Many people know that the closer the Chinese New Year is, the more expensive things are. It is inevitable that some people will buy firecrackers and fireworks in advance.

Lu Dong's business here is not booming, but there is an endless stream of shoppers.

bang— bang—

There was an explosion like thunder, but someone inside hung up the big white skin and put it away.

No one seemed to take the banners and slogans hanging all over the place seriously.

This sound attracted many people to go. Big white leather has always been very popular in rural areas, especially young and middle-aged people, who like loud noises during the Chinese New Year.

A tricycle in the southwest had just finished releasing, and people on a tractor in the northwest lit firecrackers. The movement attracted people on the road to keep looking into the yard.

The purchase price of these firecrackers is very low, and the sellers are not relentless in putting them up. They put them here and there again, endlessly.

The number of customers on Lu Dong's side suddenly decreased a lot, and many people were attracted by the big news to buy the big white skin.

"It won't work like this." Du Xiaobing was selling things on the first day at the fair, and he was a little anxious when he saw that the customers were all going to other people's stores: "Lu Dong, shall we also put a hang?"

Regardless of the fact that there is still half a month to celebrate the new year, there are not many people who bought fireworks and firecrackers in advance. Lu Dong nodded and said, "Weiguo, take two 1,000-ring red mandarins and put them in front of the stall!"

Qiao Weiguo dismantles the firecrackers and hangs them on bamboo poles, while Du Xiaobing prepares to light the lighter. When the firecrackers are stretched out, Lu Dong shouts attention with the electric horn, and makes way for Du Xiaobing to light the fire.

Different from the slow speed of big white skin bang bang bang bang, regular firecrackers are crackling and crackling.

The ground is red, as the name suggests, the big red confetti exploded from the firecrackers are very broken, spreading on the ground like a red carpet.

There are many people who like to buy big white skins and listen to the big news, but there are more people who pay attention to festivities during the Chinese New Year.

Big red is the representative color of celebration in China.

After the 2,000 bangs were played, Song Na found out the electric horn and the small tape recorder, turned on the switch, and the crisp words immediately rang out.

"The ground is red, it's really festive, hang it up, it's really prosperous!"

In addition to firecrackers and ordinary fireworks, Lu Dong also bought a lot of fireworks combination gift boxes, specially designed by the fireworks factory, and the boxes are beautifully packaged, which is very suitable for giving away.

Although the business is not as busy as the two stalls in the university town for the time being, the prices of the items sold here are higher and the profit margins are even more astonishing.

At 8:30, Lu Dong asked the other three people, and they sold a total of more than 500 yuan.

The cost of these goods is only one hundred and fifty-six.

At 9:30, taking advantage of the fact that the stalls were not very busy, Lu Dong went to other stalls selling fireworks and firecrackers.

Most of the stalls that make big white skins as their main business basically do not sell regular goods. Even if they sell fireworks, they are homemade local fireworks.

It's the kind that puts anthers in a paper tube and smashes it with mud to seal it firmly.

The cost is low and the profit is high. As for whether it is fried or not, it depends on luck.

According to what Uncle Qi boasted, his homemade firework exploded from the old street into the sky, flew over half of the village, fell from the south end of the village, and killed a nest of wild rabbits in the ground.

Lu Dong looked carefully, and found that the stalls selling Zhenggui fireworks were also sold with big white skins, because the profits were really high.

A dozen or so stalls went around, and only one of them did not sell private goods, but only sold goods from regular channels, and it was estimated that there might be a temporary certificate.

With Qingzhao being so big, he might not be the only one who got the news, but the news didn't spread, obviously everyone wanted to make a fortune silently.

I just don't know the specific day to check, depending on the situation, it is impossible today.

The sale of fireworks and firecrackers has just started, and many people haven't entered the venue yet, so it's not worth checking now.

Seeing that there were more people, Lu Dong hurried back to the stall and found that Uncle Qi had returned.

"How are people?" Lu Dong asked.

Lu Jianren said simply: "You reminded me in time, good luck, the skin and flesh of the four fingers were blasted, and the bones were not injured. If this is going to explode in the hand, the fingers might fly away."

Song Na continued: "Fortunately, the great luck among misfortunes."

Du Xiaobing answered: "It's enough to drink a pot, and the Chinese New Year is not good."

Lu Dong said, "Let's all be careful, safety first."

"Okay, you guys keep busy." Lu Jianren found a box and sat down: "I'll take a break first, I'm busy, and the child's painful diapers can't be dragged even if they are spread out on the car."

As the sun rises higher and higher, more and more people come to buy fireworks. As the largest fair in Qingzhao County, Ningxiu Grand Fair has the largest flow of people.

Those who sell big white skins put up a hanging from time to time, and Lu Dong occasionally puts up a hanging full of red confetti, which can attract many people.

As the Chinese New Year was approaching, the fair also left late, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, there was gradually no one at the fair. Lu Dong greeted them, and several people loaded their cars and prepared to go back.

After counting, the turnover was less than 5,000 yuan.

"I just said, you have to enter the big white skin!" Lu Jianren repeated the old saying: "I went to ask, and the white skin was sold for five or six thousand, and the profit is higher than ours!"

It is rare for Uncle Qi to care about business, so Lu Dong did not discourage his enthusiasm, saying: "The peak will be after twenty, don't worry."

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