The Era of Hard Work

Since the establishment of the Lu family food company, in order to get rich together, the whole village has mobilized to sell a bucket and get a commission, and if they make a big order, they can earn a month's salary.

There are quite a few people in the village who work outside, and the network of interpersonal relationships is woven out, which is also frighteningly large.

By the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, more than 1,800 barrels of stewed goods for the new year had been booked.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the number of bookings continues to grow rapidly every day.

In the orchard, the imported pigs are hanging everywhere, and the pig's head alone can scare the timid to death.

Fortunately, it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the weather is relatively cold this year, otherwise storage alone would be a big problem.

In terms of retail sales, the store with the worst single-day average sales among the ten stores can reach 700 yuan.

Not counting retail income, Lu's Food Company will be able to make a huge profit this year for the New Year's goods alone.

With Lu Zhenlin as the leader, Lu Dong doesn't have to worry too much, at most he can give advice, and he will focus more on his own fireworks and firecrackers business a year ago.

After all, it's worth 100,000 yuan!

On the afternoon of the 14th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Jianren went to Xiaoguang Village to drive the motor tricycle back. Before dawn on the 15th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Dong rode on Jialing with a trailer, and met Lu Jianren to go to the warehouse in the south of Qiaojia Village.

Go to the market as early as possible!

In the past, it would have been impossible to wake up Lu Jianren so early.

Fortunately, after working on the construction site for half a year, Lu Jianren is also used to getting up early.

Arriving at the warehouse, the car drove straight in. Song Na and Qiao Weiguo were already waiting. When the car was parked, a Yamaha motorcycle rang outside, and Du Xiaobing came in wearing a Nike winter suit.

He imitated the governor, riding on the car with his heels on the car stays, got off the car and took off his helmet, shouting: Come on!

Crying ghosts and howling wolves! Lu Jianren glared at him, What should I do if I recruit the she-wolf?

Song Na interjected: Uncle Qi, let's load the car quickly.

Du Xiaobing said with a smile: It's my first time to go to Daji to sell things, and I'm a little excited.

Lu Dong looked at the sky and said, Load the car, let's go early!

Including Song Na and Qiao Weiguo's father, six people loaded the car together, one motor tricycle, two motorcycles with trailers, all loaded the goods.

Lu Dong didn't let it fill up: It's only the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, so there won't be too many people buying it.

Lv Jianren agreed: These will definitely not be sold out.

Get in the car! Lu Dong patted Song Na on the back: Go and take the co-pilot of the tricycle, and watch Uncle Seven...

Song Na knew that Lu Dong had good intentions, and said with a smile, Okay.

Lu Jianren and Song Na got on a tricycle, Lu Dong and Qiao Weiguo rode a small Jialing with a trailer, and Du Xiaobing still drove his big Yamaha motorcycle.

A group of people left the warehouse and went straight to the county seat.

Ningxiu Daji is located in the northwest of the county, and some of them are still outside the county, such as the bull market, the flower market, and the sundry market for agricultural tools and tools.

Lu Dong and others didn't need to enter the county seat. According to the experience of previous years, those who sell firecrackers were not allowed to enter the Daji, but to the outermost yard near the flower and bird tool market.

There are already some cars running on the road, and there are people who pull vegetables, meat, and clothes.

Going to the market is hard work, getting up early and working late.

Get up early to sell goods, and buy goods in the afternoon and evening.

It was daylight, and it was close to the county seat. There were some houses on both sides of the road, private refuelers, car repairers, and breakfast and snack shops, etc.

According to normal standards, these are all illegal constructions, but no one cares about them these days.

Lu Dong and others were pulling the goods, and the sky was dark and not white, so they didn't go fast. With Song Na on the tricycle, Lu Jianren was quite restrained.

But Du Xiaobing ran to the front. He was a little excited to sell goods in such a big fair for the first time.

It's obvious from the moment you go into the warehouse.

There were three tractor motorcycles pulling goods in front of them, all of them suddenly crossed the yellow line and turned to the other side of the road, bypassing this side of the road.

In the bright sky, a person can be seen lying on the side of the road.

The cars and people who went to the market to sell goods didn't seem to see it. What they saw was like finding the plague god, and they all walked around.

Lu Dong hurriedly honked the motorcycle horn, wanting to remind Du Xiaobing in front that Lao Du has always been a person with a sense of justice and righteousness.

Lu Jianren heard the horn of Lu Dong's motorcycle and hurriedly honked the horn of his tricycle.

I don't know if Du Xiaobing had misunderstood it, or if it was his heart. When he saw the person lying on the side of the road, he went over without any hesitation, stopped the car a few meters away, and went to help him.

Lu Dong knew that something bad might happen, so he hurried to step on the gas.

Are you okay? Du Xiaobing patted the man's arm lightly and asked, Are you okay? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?

The person lying on the ground grabbed Du Xiaobing's arm: You hit someone, don't try to run!

Du Xiaobing was stunned for a moment.

From the house on the side of the road, three or four people ran out from Hulala, and immediately surrounded Du Xiaobing.

I saw it, the one you bumped into!

Brother, don't be afraid! I will testify to you! Don't let the hitter run away!

Tell you, hitting someone and running away is called hit and run! You will go to jail!

Du Xiaobing was just kind-hearted, and he wasn't stupid. He immediately understood what was going on, but he couldn't resist the many people talking.

Lu Dong stopped the car and ran over, shouting in local dialect: What's the matter? What's the matter? Brothers, don't mess around!

Who are you? The speaker turned his head and saw Lu Dong's familiar face at a glance.

Next to him was a young man who had just joined the gang, and said in a low voice, Brother, this is Lu Kuisheng from Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School, don't mess with it!

While talking, two men and a woman came from the back.

People add up to five.

Lu Dong saw that the leader looked familiar, so he couldn't remember it for a while, so he dealt with it peacefully, and said, Brothers, they are all from the local area. It's okay to see each other when you look up.

Lu Jianren strode over, with the spirit of a gangster: What do you want to play? White and black? Draw a picture! White, my eldest nephew is from the police, and black, let's do it!

Qiao Weiguo and Song Na directly dragged the sticks from last time.

The leader on the opposite side stared at Lu Dong, subconsciously touched the hat on his head, his scalp was inexplicably itchy and uncomfortable, and said: We flooded the Dragon King Temple, let's pretend it didn't happen, okay?

What else did Lu Jianren say, but Lu Dong stopped him and said, Okay. He took two steps forward and pulled Du Xiaobing back: Let's go.

The leader watched Lu Dong and his party vigilantly, until they got into the car, he was relieved, and suddenly thought of a sentence in the movie, muttering: Where do we not meet in life...

The man on the ground got up and said, Brother, you are good at speaking!

The leader took off his hat, revealing a big bald head. When the cold wind blew over, he felt the itching on his head disappear, and kicked his younger brother: Look more in the future!

The little brother who got up on the ground was inexplicable, where is this going?

The big bald man sighed: Is this still asking people to make a living? Business can't be done! You can run into acquaintances if you touch anything, and it's still the kind that you can't afford...

The young man who joined the group said, Brother, why don't we change jobs?

The cold wind was blowing on the bald head, and the scalp returned to normal. The big bald head said: Let's continue, it's not too late to change after we finish working today.

Going to the outside of Daji, seeing the management personnel of Daji wearing red armbands, Lu Dong went to negotiate and gave him a pack of cigarettes first.

The management personnel glanced at his motor tricycle, asked about the specific business, and said, You have a lot of cars, occupy a lot of space, and they are all local. 15 bucks.

Lu Dong paid the money out of his pocket, and then, under the command of the management staff, turned into the courtyard on the side of the road, because he came early enough, and the fireworks and firecrackers were not a fixed booth, so he took up a good place just entering the venue.

In the yard, there were many red banners.

Severely crack down on the illegal production and sale of fireworks!

Operating and transporting fireworks and firecrackers without a license is strictly prohibited!

Exposing and reporting illegal and unlicensed fireworks and firecrackers is the duty of every citizen!

Operate fireworks and firecrackers in accordance with the law, please go to the public security department to apply for a certificate!

Obviously, the police did not do anything foolish, and put up reminder slogans early on, and some banners even had telephone numbers for consulting and applying for permits.

After everyone parked their cars, they first unloaded the prepared long tables, spread cloth strips as booths, and then placed samples on them.

Du Xiaobing was not very embarrassed, and with a bit of shame, he said: I really don't experience some things, and I don't understand the dangers of society. Fortunately, I have you today, otherwise I will be in trouble.

Song Na comforted: Old Du, you are kind enough to help others, so I cannot blame you for this matter.

Qiao Weiguo unpacked the box and said, They don't follow the rules!

Lu Dong reminded: Old Du, it's right to help others, you have to pay attention to the method.

Du Xiaobing turned around to think about it, and said, Lv Dong, compared to you, I'm too tender.

Who is it better to compare with, you compare with him? Lu Jianren came over with a big box in his arms: In the past six months, Dongzi is so experienced that I almost dare not recognize him, and he is about to leave the teacher.

All kinds of fireworks and firecrackers are placed upwards, the genius has just been brightened, there are no people going to the market, and more and more people come to sell things.

After a while, another car selling firecrackers came in. The yard was as big as half a football field, enough for people to set up stalls.

On Qingzhao's side, Duxing puts off fireworks on the night of New Year's Eve and the 15th of the first lunar month.

At around seven o'clock, a small truck came, full of firecrackers, it turned when entering, and stopped diagonally across from Lu Dong and others more than ten meters away.

The older one is in his forties, and the younger one is around twenty. It seems that they may be father and son.

Lu Dong took a closer look, and found that the goods were different from his own. Their goods were single, all firecrackers, and there was neither a trademark nor a manufacturer's logo on the packaging, so they used newspapers and old calendars. .

This kind of firecrackers is very common in rural markets. Cigarette firecrackers are commonly known as big white skins.

The young one unpacked a bag and hung it beside the car. The firecrackers were very big, the thickness of fingers, and more than ten centimeters in length!

This thing sounded like thunder.

The older man walked directly towards Lu Dong, and shouted at Lu Jianren: Old Seven! Why are you selling firecrackers? In the past, you laughed at me for speculating, and this is also going on?

Lu Jianren pointed to Lu Dong who was moving the goods: Third son, I am helping my nephew. It is my nephew who is speculating, not me.

The third son came over, glanced at the samples on Lu Dong's stall, and said, Young man, is it the first year you do this business?

Lu Dong smiled and said, Yes.

The third son took a look at a red-wrapped firecracker, put it down and took a look at the fireworks, and said, You don't know the market, and you can't make much money if you buy the goods through regular channels!

Lu Dong didn't answer.

It's true that he wants to be a good person, but he's not a saint with the world in mind, the banners and slogans are all over the place.

Lu Jianren said: Third son, you are so particular about talking such nonsense early in the morning!

Yes. The third son walked back: I wanted to give your nephew a few words, but I didn't say anything.

He shouted at the young man: Yingzi, click on our firecrackers to attract customers!

Come on, uncle!

Yingzi unpacked another pack of big white leather and tied it to a bamboo pole. The third son took the bamboo pole and stretched it out to the open space beside him. Yingzi was not in a hurry, took out a cigarette and lit it, took two puffs, and then went to light firecrackers .

The big white skin exploded very quickly, the sound was like thunder.

Song Na blocked her ears and looked at the cigarette in Yingzi's hand. This person really has no safety awareness at all.