Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

After sending the purchased items home, Wang Muzhi rode a dilapidated [-]-inch pole to the ditch behind the village.

Before I even got there, I saw six young people gathering together to make a fire and roast potatoes.

Looking at these friends who grew up with him, Wang Muzhi, who has lived for two lifetimes, has mixed feelings and emotions in his heart.

Although these little friends are all incompetent, they are all loyal.

After he committed a crime and ran away in his previous life, life at home was extremely difficult. When people in the village saw the Wang family, they shunned as if seeing smelly dog ​​excrement.

They were the only ones who didn't dislike it at all and did their best to help and take care of him.

Even when news of the family's death in a foreign land reached the village, they pooled their money to bring the family's bones back to Haosheng for burial.

Wang Muzhi would remember this kindness for two lifetimes.

Since I have relived my life, I must lead them to make a fortune together and achieve great success.

"Brother Mu!"

"Brother, you are here."

"We were talking about you, and here you are."

"Hurry up and sit down and have something to eat."

……

We haven’t seen each other for a few days, and it’s obvious that these friends miss each other very much.But when Wang Muzhi sat down, everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to say for a while.

Looking at everyone's eyes, Wang Muzhi certainly knew what they were thinking.

He casually dug up a yam egg, peeled off the dark skin, and after eating a few bites, he smiled and said, "Okay, I know what you all want to ask."

Everyone immediately pricked up their little ears and looked like they were listening.

"I would like to announce here that now I plan to take responsibility and marry Li Enhui, and marry Enhui in a glamorous manner."

"You are all my brothers. Please pay attention to me recently and don't let others gossip behind my back."

Seeing Wang Muzhi's scrutinizing eyes, everyone clapped their chests and made promises.

"Don't worry, brother, we brothers will definitely keep an eye on you. From now on, Li Enhui will be our sister-in-law. If anyone dares to talk nonsense, we will destroy him!"

"Yes, we will definitely keep an eye on it for you."

"But Brother Mu, marrying a wife in a glamorous way will cost a lot of money, right?"

Wang Muzhi nodded: "Yes, the total of the bride price and other miscellaneous things must be at least 2000 yuan, and it must be collected within half a month."

"Two...2000 yuan?"

Everyone was dumbfounded by such a huge sum of money. Poverty limited their imagination. Dong Lai, who was next to him, was counting on his fingers, but even counting his toes, he didn't know how many years it would take for his family to save so much. money.

Not to mention that it would take half a month to get it all together.

There was a brief silence, and everyone began to dig into their pockets frantically.

"Brother Mu, I have fifty cents here."

"I have one dollar and two cents, and ten pounds of gas stamps."

"I don't have one for now, but I will tell my dad when I get back and try to get one worth three to five yuan."

"Brother Mu, I...my family really has no money, but I have several large beams of wood to build a house. I will secretly sell them when I get back."

Seeing this big guy messing around, Wang Muzhi's eyes suddenly turned red while he was chewing the yam eggs. He blinked hard several times to prevent tears from flowing out.

When I hit rock bottom in my previous life, I saw too much intrigue and indifference in human nature.

But these silly brothers like him did everything they could to help him without saying a word. How could this feeling not be touching?

He raised his head and pretended to wipe his sweat while swallowing the last bite of yam.

"Put it all away. When did I ask you to collect money? I have a way to make money. As long as you help me, I guarantee that I can make you a small fortune."

"Really?"

Several people asked in unison, but remembering Wang Muzhi's "glory years", their eyes began to dodge, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Dong Lai poked Wang Muzhi and summoned up the courage to say: "Brother Mu, let me say it first, I will not do the criminal activities of murder and arson."

"Me too, it doesn't matter if you are stupid at ordinary times, but you can't be stupid at this time."

"I won't do it either."

"If you want to fight, then fight. I won't do it anyway."

"Pfft." Wang Muzhi was amused. He gave everyone a headache and said with a laugh: "Nonsense, I haven't lived enough, how can I do that kind of thing?"

"Your task is to help me go to the back mountain to collect wild beehives and cut bamboo to make bamboo tubes, like this... Oh, anyway, you are mainly responsible for cutting bamboo, and leave the rest to me. Think about it, is this illegal? ?”

Everyone shook their heads, and then their hearts returned to their stomachs.

Wild beehive, bamboo.

These are the most common things in the back mountains, and have nothing to do with crime.

The hive was the troublesome one, it hurt for several days after being stung by bees.

"Okay, now that you understand, stop inking, get up and work, see how Brother Mu can help you make a lot of money, and try to get each of you a wife next year!"

"it is good!"

Although they didn't understand, they only needed to obey the orders. Besides, these were all related to whether Wang Muzhi could marry a wife, so the six of them worked particularly hard.

at dusk.

The yard of Wang Mu's house was already filled with piles of bamboo, and there were a lot of wild bee nests placed in large iron basins nearby. Several people were stung more or less several times.

Seeing everyone leaving with innocent smiles on their faces as if they didn't care, Wang Muzhi felt both distressed and amused.

While there's still some light.

Wang Muzhi remounted the torn paintings bit by bit. This was all due to his fondness for ancient books in his previous life, so he learned how to restore calligraphy and paintings from a master of Chinese studies. Restoring these paintings was easy.

If the master of Chinese studies saw that he actually used his skills to restore these sketches and sketches, he would probably be so angry that he would curse on the spot.

By the way, I also made a new easel out of bamboo.

As night falls.

Wang Muzhi ignored rest and eating, lit the kerosene lamp and continued processing the bamboo tubes used for lipstick, without noticing Ye Lanfang coming back from her parents' home behind him.

Seeing her son's serious and attentive appearance, Ye Lanfang was greatly relieved, but also a little heartbroken.

"You silly kid, turn on the light when you're working! Otherwise, you'll be like your grandma and your eyes will burn out."

Tuyao Village actually has electricity, but the simple and thrifty villagers would rather not turn it on in order to save electricity.

After my mother said that, she quickly went into the house and made some noodles and brought them out.

"Mom, when did you come back?"

"You silly kid, you didn't even know that mother came back. Hurry up and eat some noodles. This is the pot helmet made by your grandma. Try it."

"good to eat!"

Wang Muzhi lowered his head and stuffed it into his mouth hungrily. All his attention was on making lipstick.

Ye Lanfang curiously picked up a bamboo tube to look at it, then carefully put it down and brought Wang Muzhi a jar of cold water.

She asked carefully: "Son, how is your business?"

"It's very good. They are all sold out and I made more than 50 yuan."

"You kid just knows how to coax me, how can you one day make a business of 50 yuan?"

Ye Lanfang was not angry, and took out a cloth bag from his waist. After unfolding the inner and outer layers, a pile of cents appeared in his hand, "It's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't make any money. This is what your grandma and your uncle collected." Ten dollars and thirty-six cents, my mother saved it all for you."

"Mom, I really made money. If you don't believe me, come in and take a look."

Wang Muzhi stood up, took out a bunch of cents from his pocket, and placed them all on the table.

"Look, mom, this is what I earned today. It should have been 57 yuan, but I spent 15 yuan to buy some grain, oil, rice and noodles for my family. I also have to keep some money to buy raw materials. Give these 20 yuan to mom, you You can buy me some things for my wedding."

Ye Lanfang's hands were trembling slightly as she held two brand-new ten-dollar bills. Such large denominations of money were rarely seen in the village.

When I looked at the corner, I could tell it was newly purchased white noodles and other items.

Ye Lanfang took a breath of cold air, her expression completely frozen under the kerosene lamp.