Tang Jihai started to get busy again, and he started running around the Shenzhen market again. Apart from bell-bottom pants, he needed a lot of women's sweaters and scarves.

The volume of goods purchased is more than that of years ago, and the wholesale proprietress joked: "Just you, a customer, can almost support our entire factory."

Although there are exaggerated elements, it is not much different. Every time I come to order, the order quantity doubles. She is very curious, "How do you sell it so fast?"

Tang Jihai nodded, "The market demand is huge." To be honest, there are many tips to sell more, and it is impossible for him to tell others.

"It would be nice if you ordered a phone number. Those who order can call in advance, and you should prepare early." Tang Jihai suggested.

"I'm thinking about it recently." The proprietress counted the goods clearly and signed the delivery list.

According to the current development trend, it is imperative to install a telephone.

The goods were delivered to the house Tang Jihai bought. This small house is located in the outskirts of the city. There are very few people living here, so it is suitable as a transit point for Tang Jihai's goods.

The income space returned to Dongshan Province, and the yard he bought was also used as a warehouse.

It is convenient for him to transport goods back and forth, but without inspection, there is no trace of transporting so much goods back to Dongshan Province. Fortunately, so far, there is no eye-catching.

To be on the safe side, there must be an actual cargo transportation channel.

"Brother, my fourth brother said he would come over later." Xie Cheng covered his hands with hot water, "It's the end of March, why is it still so cold?"

Tang Jihai turned on the coal stove. He was at home by himself, and the coal stove was never turned on.

"By the way, what do you want from him?" Xie Cheng warmed his hands to the fire, "Your home is not as warm as the school."

Tang Jihai pulled out a roasted sweet potato from the stove and gave it to him, "Isn't your brother in the transportation department? If you have anything to ask."

When the skin of the sweet potato was uncovered, the steaming red flesh exuded sweetness. Xie Cheng bit off half of it in one bite, narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "It's really sweet."

Tang Jihai gave him another sweet potato, "There are more, eat slowly."

"This sweet potato is pretty good, you can smell the aroma from the door." Fourth Brother Xie walked in.

Tang Jihai asked someone to sit down and poured another cup of tea.

Fourth brother Xie had a half-smile, picked up the teacup and blew on the floating tea on it, and took a sip.

"I heard that there is something, tell me?" Fourth Brother Xie looked around, the house was very clean.

"I don't know if there are any familiar staff members on your train?" Tang Jihai sat opposite, "The train travels between Shenzhen and Suzhou."

Shenzhen City is one hundred and eight thousand miles away from Dongshan Province, and there is no direct train, so it must pass through Suzhou City.

"Fourth brother, the younger brother of your reporter friend..." Xie Cheng ate with a puffy face while thinking, "His younger brother seems to be a flight attendant on the train?"

Fourth brother Xie helped his forehead, this unlucky brother, how could he say it directly?
"The people you know must have a purpose?" Xie Xie asked carefully without dismantling his younger brother.

It's easy to talk about connecting or helping, but Tang Jihai has to help Xie Cheng to make money, but he has to ask clearly, and he can't do things that violate the law and discipline.

Since Tang Jihai opened his mouth, he naturally wanted to make it clear that he wanted to transport the clothes from Shenzhen City to Dongshan Province, and he needed someone on this route to help him do it, and he could give a certain commission.

"Okay, I'll ask for you." Fourth Brother Xie was also happy and agreed directly.

It's not a bad thing either. The train stewards help bring the goods and earn some extra money.

.........

Tang Jihai solved a big problem and began to apply to the school for early graduation.

There are a lot of goods in the warehouse waiting to be sold. He can't do anything at school, and he has completed all professional courses by himself, so it doesn't make much sense to stay in school.

The school did not agree to his application, but proposed another plan, as long as he passed the final exam every time, he didn't have to come to school to study.

This is not much different from graduating early, Tang Jihai readily agreed.

In this way, he had to find some people who did not have a job or did not go to school to help sell clothes.

Xie Cheng and the others will still be the same as before on weekends, come over to pick up the goods, and then go out to sell them, and get one yuan for each piece sold.

But other people don't know the basics, and he can't give away the clothes for nothing.

Another day, Tang Jihai took Fang Rui and his clothes to set up a stall at the entrance of the vegetable market.

A wooden cross is displayed, a sweater is matched with a coat and flared trousers, and it is hung on the model of the cross, with a hat on top.

Fang Rui wore a small sky blue down jacket, black pants, a pair of black cotton shoes on his feet, and a red hat on his head.

The small face is white and tender, chubby and pleasing, standing next to the model, it is another real little model.

Many people were amazed by the novelty. Those with children came to see Fang Rui, and lesbians without children came to see the cross model.

If there are more people who come to see it, there will naturally be buyers. As long as it opens, there will be no shortage of buyers one after another.

Later generations pursue individuality, and it is embarrassing to wear different clothes. The 80s and [-]s did not like this. Everyone pursues commonality. It is not a good thing to stand out or be too different from others.

Therefore, if a lesbian buys it and sees that she looks good in it, she must buy the same set, and it is not enough to be different.

Most of the market sells vegetables, fish, and meat. Clothes, shoes, insoles, fur mats, etc. are all set up outside the vegetable market. It seems that a department store has spontaneously formed here.

Next to Tang Jihai was also selling clothes, and they also sold flared trousers. Seeing that there were many styles of clothes on Tang Jihai's stall and they were selling quickly, he felt envious.

He bought some melon seeds from the opposite side, and approached him, "Brother, do you want to eat melon seeds?"

Tang Jihai had just seen off a guest and stuffed the money into his pocket, "Thank you, I'm really tired after working all day."

He took a handful of melon seeds and gave Fang Rui a small handful, and Fang Rui sat on a small bench and ate melon seeds without making a fuss.

"These melon seeds are pretty good." The man next to him leaned over and said, "The roasting is really delicious."

"Well, it's really good, Fang Rui, are you hungry?" Tang Jihai glanced at a row of snack stalls opposite, "Go and buy some vegetable cakes."

Fang Rui held up his little hands while eating melon seeds, "Daddy, dirty."

"Wipe it if it's dirty." Tang Jihai searched for a long time but couldn't find a rag, "Rub it on your pants, the black pants won't look dirty."

Fang Rui wiped his trousers obediently, looked at the vegetable pancake stand, and then at the roasted sweet potato stall, tilted his head and said, "Dad, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

"Then go buy it." Tang Jihai took out a dollar from his pocket and gave it to him, "Buy whatever you want to eat."

Fang Rui ran to buy sweet potatoes with the money, and the man next to him was stunned.

"You are so kind to your son." He recalled the last time his son said he wanted to eat candy, and he coaxed the child to buy it for him when he earned money, but in the end he made money himself and forgot about buying candy.

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