80s Taoism

Zhang Youping originally planned to sell these wines at the price of rice wine, but he did not expect to be sold at a high price of one yuan per catty. The four cents a catty written on the red paper is naturally not useful. Zhang Youping secretly folded the red paper just now.

"It's good for you to be a dad. Throw the cubs here. Don’t you know that there is a chance for a group of second-rate guys to find money everywhere in the town? It’s okay if you lose this thing, if someone abducts your cubs. Now, such a capable servant, I don't think you can cry or not?" The old man severely criticized Zhang Youping.

Everyone also said that the old man made sense, and that Zhang Youping's father was too careless.

Zhang Youping was said to be a little scared, and nodded quickly, "I don't know how chaotic the town is now."

"Oh. People nowadays, they all looked at the money." The old man shook his head and returned to the topic again. "These two barrels of wine, I can't lift this old bone. If I were when you were so young, this Two barrels of wine are no problem. So I have to trouble you to send them to me. I will pay you the money first."

The old man took out a purse from his pocket and counted fourteen neat and tidy pieces of Great Unity from it, "You point it."

"No need to count, no need to count." Zhang Youping took the money, folded it a few times, and put it in a secret pocket.

"On the edge of the New Year, be careful. Now there are often a group of pickpockets in the town who specialize in pickpocketing at people in your countryside." The old man exhorted again kindly.

"Thank you. Thank you." Zhang Youping repeatedly claimed thanks.

When the people around saw that the wine was sold out, they went to do their own things one by one.

"You are a clever slave. You must cultivate it well and don't bury him. You know how to pour out the wine and attract everyone with the aroma of the wine. The aroma of the wine is also afraid of the deep alley. Don't use this method, who knows your home How about the fragrance of wine? Xiaoyao, what is your name?" The old man stroked Zhang Jiaohua's head.

"Zhang Biaohua." Zhang Biaohua replied crisply.

"Hey, I'm asking about your name." The old man thought Zhang Jiaohua was talking about his nickname.

"My name is also Zhang Jiaohua. Zhang Dechun, who was on the ball day, put my nickname on the account when he registered, and my name is also Zhang Jiaohua." After going to elementary school, Zhang Jiaohua began to understand that there was a flower. The name is not necessarily a good name. Especially his name.

"No scolding." Zhang Youping was a little embarrassed, and patted Zazai's head. He could see that this old man who sells alcohol should be a relatively high-status person. Zai Zai's swearing in front of such a person is naturally very inappropriate.

Nothing wrong with the old man, he said with a smile, "You can go to the police station and change the name on the household registration book. If you change it, you won't be called a beggar."

"Ah, it can be changed." Zhang cried for a moment.

Zhang Youping smiled awkwardly, "I went to the village and asked about it before. I heard that the name can only be changed after going to the police station. If it is troublesome, I didn't change it. If I screamed and screamed, it would be easy. Habit. It's just a name anyway."

"How can this matter be troublesome? It is related to the life of a child. It's okay to be a beggar at home. In the future, when you grow up and go out into the world, you think it is appropriate to be a beggar. Huh? But this habit is really true. Calling Hua the name, hehe. Or you change the word, the sound shouldn’t be. Zhang is called Hua. Change the call to education, Hua to change. Zhang Jiaohua. This way It's completely different." The old man thought for a while and changed Zhang Bihua's name.

"This name is good, this name is good, thank you old gentleman." Zhang Youping quickly thanked.

Zhang Biaohua said the name, how better than the "biaohuazi" beggar.

The old man said again, "Come here, go here. If you want to change your name, take your household registration book to the town police station to find Director Luo. You say that Luo Yongming asked you to find him. He will definitely take this. Things are going well."

"If you want to get something." Zhang Youping nodded repeatedly.

The old man’s home lives in the old street, it is still a very simple wooden house, the furnishings inside are very classical, with an antique charm.

The house was very clean. Zhang Youping took two barrels of wine off the bicycle, and when he mentioned the door, he didn't dare to walk in casually. I'm afraid that my rain boots will stain other people's houses. In fact, there is snow everywhere now, and Zhang Youping's rain boots are also clean.

"Come in, warm yourself up with a cup of hot water before leaving. Your wine is really good. Is the brewing method different from other people's wines?" the old man asked.

"It doesn't make much difference. It may take a little longer to brew. There are also some miscellaneous grains in it." Zhang Youping naturally couldn't tell the truth about the wine that day.

"No wonder, these miscellaneous grains may have played a role. It's completely different from the rice wine I've drunk on weekdays. It's a bit like the aged wine from a large distillery." The old man didn't want to know so clearly, he just asked casually.

Zhang Youping also wanted to sell all the wine at home on the New Year's Eve, so he sat for a while at the old man's house and left.

When he got outside, Zhang Jiaohua took out the bun wrapped in kraft paper from his pocket, "Father, you eat the bun."

"Where did the buns come from?" Zhang Youping didn't answer, and hugged Zhang Jiahua to the rear rack, and then stepped on the bicycle.

"You bought it when you went shopping." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Then you take it first, then go back and feed it to your mother." Zhang Youping didn't pedal hard, the bicycle was already flying. Zhang Youping was so scared that Zhang Youping shook his hand, the bicycle shook, but quickly stabilized.

The father and son went back so early ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and Liu Qiaoye was also very surprised, "You guys came back so early?"

"Yes, the three barrels of wine were sold together with the barrels. They were sold for more than two hundred yuan!" Zhang Jiaohua said excitedly.

"More than two hundred? So much?" Liu Qiaoye thought he would buy it for 40 cents a catty, and sell it for 60 yuan at most. Three buckets of money is thirty or forty yuan. Unexpectedly, it sold more than two hundred.

Zhang Youping was also very excited, "Our family's wine is good, one yuan per catty, and others bought it back barrel by barrel."

"The people in the city are really rich." Liu Qiaoye sighed.

People in the city are paid by the state, and they receive it every month. There are too few ways for farmers to make money, and it is very difficult to make a profit. The two phases are forced to compare, and the gap is naturally huge.

The father and son ran two or three times in a row, and in the same way, they sold all the barrels of wine they were going to sell, and they made more than 500 a day. It is equivalent to the previous two years' income of the family. When he returned, Zhang Youping really made up his mind to buy a firework, and also bought some toys and small fireworks for Zhang Biaohua. I bought back a red couplet and stuck it on the door. All of a sudden, the yard was filled with the atmosphere of the Spring Festival. (To be continued.):