Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 45 Setting up stalls at the market

in the bedroom.

The door is bolted.

Li Jiankun sat in front of a broken wooden table, holding a brush and carefully sketching out lines one by one.

It's not that he's not good at handwriting, he has learned all kinds of calligraphy and painting seriously.

This man, once he gets older, has some things he cannot do, and has some money in his pocket, he is willing to develop some hobbies.

Some people like to play beads, some are obsessed with fishing, but he loves the most authentic handicrafts.

Learning is very complex.

If you really want to talk about the things he knows, it's a big deal.

I used to have a garage at home, but I didn’t enjoy it for a long time after buying a Mercedes-Benz because it was all equipped with hammers and other things.

The main thing is that the big white paper under my hand is difficult to handle.

I went to the supply and marketing cooperative in town and asked, but no.

There's no need for it. Why would you buy such a good piece of white paper for a country boy?

I went to the brigade headquarters to get it yesterday. Well, my uncle Li Guiyi secretly gave it to him.

Just one piece, cut into two pieces, both are useful.

After the brigade headquarters was abolished, there was nothing left, so we had to go shopping in the county.

To be young is good, your eyes are not blurry and your hands are not shaking, you can sit for three or four hours at a time, your waist is not sore and your legs are not hurting.

The high and low are figured out.

The next morning.

A lazy man from Guifei was leisurely basking in the sun under the eaves, holding an economical cigarette in his mouth. Suddenly he heard a noise. He hurriedly took off the cigarette butt, threw it on the ground, stamped it with his foot, pulled the soil twice, and buried it in it.

"Back to Jiankun, what are you doing?"

Li Jiankun was carrying it left and right. There was a saw and a plane in his left hand, and an old wooden board in his right hand.

The tools were obviously borrowed.

I don’t know where the old wooden board came from.

"No, Jiankun, why are you doing carpentry again? You can't do this. People will laugh at you if word spreads that top students are doing this!"

The lazy guy from Guifei rushed forward to persuade.

I'm afraid you don't know that emperors love carpentry.

“Do college students want to eat?”

"Well, you have to eat it."

"Feed me?"

"..."

Guifei, a lazy man, laughed and scratched his head.

But I also understand what I mean. This is another technical job, and you are finally willing to make money?

The lazy man felt deeply regretful that he didn't make any money from the ore radio last time.

If this is the case, then he supports it.

Make money, don't be fooled.

Besides, his son now has a gold medal to avoid death. To put it bluntly, who dares to touch him?

Even the county magistrate couldn’t agree!

Li Jiankun started busy, taking the old piece of wood and sawing out two rectangles.

Well, this is also for free. Many people in rural areas have wooden beams in the main room covered with planks, and some good wood is collected inside.

Some put a coffin directly on top.

It was originally best to use chestnut or pear wood, and I found it, but considering that it was too hard and there were few tools, I decided to use pine wood instead.

Logically speaking, it needs to be soaked in water for a year and a half, and then taken out to dry naturally in the shade.

It can be left like this for hundreds of years without cracking.

But he obviously didn't have the time, and he didn't want to make art that was preserved and then thrown away as soon as it was used.

Do whatever is convenient for you.

Guifei, a lazy cat, was watching with surprise. At first he saw him sawing and planing, thinking he was going to make a cutting board. Then he saw him go back to the room and get two pieces of white paper, and he was stunned.

"Jiankun, the limelight is getting better now, but we still have to pay attention to some things. You don't want to engage in feudal superstition.

"You are a great college student!"

What the hell is a graduate student? The expensive and lazy man has not figured it out yet. He has made a distinction in his mind and calls it a top-notch college student.

"What is feudal superstition?"

"Just... look at what you're painting, it's an ancient person, he looks like a ghost, and he dances with a gun and a stick."

It looks disgusting!

But don’t tell me, the painting is quite good.

I never realized before that this brat is very versatile.

"Is it superstitious to worship ancestors and kowtow?"

"That, that's different, that's an old tradition."

"Me too."

Li Jiankun stopped talking and immersed himself in his work. He spread the white paper with the pen and ink side on the prepared wooden board and went back to the house to fetch a basin of water.

Soak a piece of rag and gently wipe it on the white paper.

The lazy man Guifei looked puzzled.

<divclass="contentadv">After Li Jiankun finished wiping, he gently lifted up the white paper, and the traces of ink were printed on the wooden board, and then he slapped his thigh.

"Oh! I know what you are going to do!"

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1 month 28 day.

In three days, it’s time to celebrate the New Year in the north.

The sky turned white, it was another sunny day.

Early in the morning, Li Luffy came to Shitouji and met Wang Shanhe at the Qianjin Electrical Appliance Factory.

"What about things?"

"Here."

Wang Shanhe pointed to a corner of the factory yard, where a three-wheeler was parked.

His father specially equipped a few vehicles to find someone to collect junk. The factory was on holiday, so he pushed one out for use.

In the back bucket, there is a long table, used for eating in the factory canteen.

On the iron sheet underneath, there were two large bottles of ink and a shiny kitchen knife.

Li Jiankun was not empty-handed either. He was holding his rag-tipped schoolbag in his left hand. He couldn't hold a roll of red paper in it, so he stretched it out.

There were two pieces of cardboard wrapped in scrap newspapers under his right armpit.

"Jiankun, what are we going to do?"

"We'll find out later, let's go."

Li Jiankun threw the things to him and was about to push the cart. Wang Shanhe looked at his hands and took a breath.

I saw at least seven or eight wounds on the back of the hand and on the fingers, and the skin and flesh were turned out.

When the weather freezes, the feeling is heart-wrenching!

"What have you done? Self-harm!"

Li Jiankun smiled and didn't care.

It’s just that the tools don’t work well.

Fortunately, in three days, the cat room worked day and night and roughly captured it.

Far from refined.

enough.

The wheels creaked, chasing the morning frozen soil.

Braving the biting cold wind, the two goods quickly arrived at Chenjiaping.

Good guy!

The temperature here is significantly higher by several degrees.

Without him, there are many people.

That's a hilarious one.

The huge empty loess field is bustling with people, and stalls that are not stalls can be seen everywhere.

Depends on what is being sold.

An old farmer selling vegetables would choose a free place with a pair of baskets or bamboo baskets and put them on the ground to create a stall.

Some people are more simple. The melons and vegetables are carried in broken sacks. When they get to the place, the sacks are placed on the ground, and the melons and vegetables are placed on top, which is also a stall.

Those who sell seafood and fish should be more particular. Some bring footbaths filled with water, which contain fish caught in rivers and streams.

Seafood, small fish, shrimps, crabs and snail shells are picked from the sea.

It's clean and hygienic, and it also sells cooked food. Most of them have tables, chairs and benches.

Li Jiandong was surprised and didn't expect it.He still remembered that it had been published in the newspaper that some people were criticized for selling cooked food these days.

It can be seen that they are indeed quite open.

There are also those selling game, mountain products, salted fish and eggs, making it a large-scale farmers' market.

This early in the morning, there were at least hundreds of people in this place alone.

It's not surprising. The total number of members of this commune is more than [-].

"Let's find a place too."

"Damn it, are you really setting up a stall?"

"Do you think."

"No, what are we selling?"

"Sell me."

"..."

Li Jiankun was not kidding.

How to make good use of limited resources is a required course in business.

Especially in the early stages of starting a business, you cannot afford any waste.

Does he have the resources now?

Of course there are.

In today's Shitouji Commune, perhaps his face is not familiar, but if you have never heard of his name, I'm afraid there are none.

fame.

It is his greatest resource at the moment.

If he doesn't know how this works, then he spent half his life struggling in the business world and was really blind!