1994: Vegetable farmers strike back

Chapter 93 Another Roll Call

Chen Jiazhi looked up at the two market regulators who were wandering around the crowd. Their job was not easy either.

So, under the gaze of everyone, Chen Jiazhi took over the steel pipe from Lao Wu.

It’s normal for vegetable farmers to carry a steel pipe to protect themselves, right?
"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Although business nowadays emphasizes rules and integrity, self-defense items cannot be left behind."

"..."

At least three steel pipes can be removed from his cart.
Everyone watched him leave.

Chen Jiazhi also continued to sell vegetables, or you could say he was calling out names. There was no other way. If he waited for everyone to come one by one, it would definitely be a mess.

Yi Dinggan and the other two standing next to them were a bit confused when facing individual customers, but fortunately they gathered together in time and sold them one by one.

Occasionally I looked up and saw Chen Jiazhi being protected by old customers, and I felt inexplicably moved.

What is Paimian?

That's it.

Qi Yongfeng acted as a qualified worker, constantly unloading and repacking the goods, and cooperating with Chen Jiazhi to weigh and collect money.

The ones in front are all big orders.

After a few orders, there was one less layer of vegetable baskets on the tricycle, and it didn't look so exaggerated.

At the same time, he also watched as Chen Jiazhi pocketed the money one by one.

Originally, he felt a little strange when he saw that Yi Dinggan and others were getting weaker these past two days. It seemed that if he had persisted a little longer, could he have made it through?
Working for others not only has a low upper limit, but is also quite embarrassing.

But at this moment, he seemed to have saved face.

Chen Jiazhi wrote down the code name and order of another customer in his notebook, and as he thought about it, he understood the account.

"Total 387 yuan."

"So fast, is there any mistake?"

"Haha~"

Hearing his laughter, Mao Liangcai felt a little uneasy, so he decisively paid the money, took the food and left.

He also brought a cart, but he couldn't remove the steel pipe. At this moment, he was like a student who was casually sent away by the teacher.

The market is very empty today. There are far more people buying vegetables than selling them. There are no trucks blocking the road. Many people come by bike or car.

This is true for people like Heshang, Chen Ze and others.

The monk, Chen Ze and others all wanted to talk to him more, and Chen Cainong once again refreshed their cognition.

In this special period, both of them need to rely on the supply from Chen vegetable farmers.

But Chen Jiazhi was too busy, his brain and body never stopped, and he had no time to greet several people, as they were all treated the same.

Place order - settle bill - weigh dishes - pack dishes - send guests off
The main focus is efficiency.

Gradually, he and Qi Yongfeng both broke out in sweat. At some point, Yi Dinggan finished selling the vegetables and came to help him.

After ensuring that every long-term customer had received their food, Chen Jiazhi looked back at the car.

The bicycle was emptied of vegetables, and there was still a little more than one layer in the tricycle.

But they are all packed in bamboo baskets.

The amount of packaging is a little larger.

A total of about five or six hundred kilograms.

There is a wet cloth padding, so even if there is squeezing, the damage will not be serious. The only thing to worry about is heat. Fortunately, there will be many individual customers coming soon.

Although heavy rain caused a supply shortage at market stalls, it was also after the holiday and consumer demand was declining.

So there are not so many big orders.

Many of them are small orders.

Among the remaining people, there were some familiar faces, but they only came to get food every now and then, so he treated them as strangers.

Oh, two supervisors in security uniforms are still patrolling nearby~
Five or six hundred kilograms of vegetables seemed like a lot, so the rest of the people were not in a hurry.

Chen Jiazhi roared.

"Come one by one. Chinese cabbage is 3.2 yuan per pound, and amaranth is 2.7 yuan per pound. If you think it's too expensive, you can leave."

It is 20 cents more expensive than the old customers and 50 cents more expensive than yesterday. The price seems very expensive and the increase is high but not outrageous.

As soon as the price was announced, many people turned around and left.

It's not wrong for workers and students to eat winter melon and potatoes every day.
But restaurants and hotels must have vegetables.

The old man's unit must have it~
There are about 70, 80, or 90 people left.
Chen Jiazhi records the orders, while Qi Yongfeng and Yi Dinggan are each responsible for the packaging of one customer.

In addition to his platform scale, Yi Dinggan's beam scale is also used simultaneously.

After a while, Guo Mancang also came to help him, leaving Li Mingkun alone to guard the car and watch over the vegetables.

The scene looks orderly.

The two supervisors looked at the shrinking crowd and gradually breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was no fighting, it was good.

After weighing the last bag of vegetables and seeing off the last customer, Yi Dinggan, the other two, and Qi Yongfeng all breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching Chen Jiazhi settle accounts and collect money~
Then I breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Jiazhi took out a cigarette and lit it for the four people one by one: "This is the first time I've encountered such a crazy market."

Qi Yongfeng was also terrified: "I almost thought a fight was about to break out."

Yi Dinggan and the other two puffed away their cigarettes. After a short pause, Yi Dinggan said, "If it were two years ago, there would have definitely been a fight. Back then, whoever had more vegetables would have been targeted by the stall owner."

Qi Yongfeng: "I think Boss Wu is pretty capable."

Yi Dinggan glanced at him, then looked at the calm and relaxed Chen Jiazhi: "They are no longer in the same group. Two years ago, Old Wu was probably just a deliveryman."

Chen Jiazhi nodded.

He started growing vegetables late, while Yi Dinggan and the other two had been working hard for several years. After drinking, they often heard him brag about his previous fighting experiences.

Li Mingkun has also been beaten and had his food stolen, and his fellow villagers have also stood up for him.

So although he was timid, he never missed any fights when people gathered together.

It’s just that things have been much more peaceful in the past two years.

In his previous life, Chen Jiazhi grew and sold vegetables in three cities: Huacheng, Shanghai, and Chengdu. He had met some rude people, but never a vegetable bully.

I just always knew this creature existed.

The two security guards passed by again. When Chen Jiazhi saw them, he took out two packs of cigarettes from the car and walked over.

"Come, have a cigarette. You've worked hard." Chen Jiazhi first took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it for the two of them. Then he gave them the two packs he brought with him. The two of them did not refuse.

"Handsome boy, your business is booming. You were here on Dragon Boat Festival and you're here again today. You must be quite capable."

"It's just hard-earned money."

Chen Jiazhi smiled, chatted with the two of them for a while, got to know them, and also asked if there were any fixed stalls available for sublease in the market.

Fixed stalls are also equivalent to stalls.

Compared with temporary stalls, the location is more spacious and independent, and there are asbestos tiles to protect against wind and rain.

Although there are no problems in being a mobile vegetable farmer, the amount of vegetables is huge now, the space is small and there is no sense of security.

Having a fixed stall and paying rent and management fees is equivalent to having an extra layer of security.

After taking his cigarette, the two security guards also promised him that they would greet him when a seat became available.

When he returned to the corner, Yi Dinggan, the other two, and Qi Yongfeng had packed their things and were waiting for him.

Yi Dinggan asked in confusion: "Jiazhi, why did you send them cigarettes? If a fight really broke out, they would just help call the police."

Chen Jiazhi said, "I'll give each of you a pack of cigarettes later. I'm looking for information about renting a stall."

When they heard that there were cigarettes to be taken, Yi Dinggan and the other two wanted to be polite, but when they heard about the stall for rent at the back, they were stunned again.

Yi Dinggan said in a daze: "With so many dishes, it's time to rent a stall."

After opening a stall, although I am still a small vegetable farmer, the gap has obviously widened.

When leaving the market, Chen Jiazhi happened to meet a mobile cigarette vendor, and bought another pack of Yunyan cigarettes from him. It seemed that none of the vegetable farmers he knew did not smoke.

Even if you don't smoke, you can't help but get addicted under the influence of a group of heavy smokers.

All the way back,
Chen Jiazhi thought about it for a moment and then gave up.

There are indeed more dishes today than on the Dragon Boat Festival.

There are just too many small orders.

Some small customers may only have 10 or 20 kilograms, and he doesn't even take note of it and just goes straight to the checkout and collects the money.

So it is not easy to estimate the total amount at the moment, but he knows it, and Yi Dinggan and others also know it, that it must have broken the record.

Because not only are there more vegetables, but the prices have also reached a new high.

Moreover, several people believe that vegetable prices still have the potential to rise.

On the road, the people riding bicycles behind Chen Jiazhi would occasionally discuss what they saw and heard in the market today.

Customers clearing the way, being specifically asked to sell vegetables, being the center of attention in the market - many of these experiences are probably something most small vegetable farmers would never encounter in their entire lives.

So cool!

Then they talked about their respective incomes, but the more they discussed, the quieter they became.
With the man in front of me, it seemed meaningless to discuss this topic.

Anyway, he is the one who sells the most money, it’s him, and he~
...

Without the weight, the Shifeng tricycle ran very briskly on the return journey.

The engine started rattling again.

The journey was smooth,

There were no blind people blocking the way.

When we arrived at the Dongxiang vegetable market, it was still pitch black, but after hearing the sound of a tricycle, lights began to come on in the rooms.

Several families~
Then Chen Jiazhi saw Li Xiu, wearing slippers, opening the door to greet him.
The two puppies were also quite excited.

After Chen Jiazhi parked the car and turned off the engine, he heard Li Xiu ask, "Is everything going well?"

Immediately afterwards, the second sister Chen Jiafang, Bai Yan, Zhou Yuqiong and three others also came out of the house and looked at him.

Chen Jiazhi smiled and said, "It went smoothly. All the vegetables are sold out. We'll talk about the details tomorrow. Go to bed early."

"Well, give me the bag and go take a shower." Li Xiu took the bag expectantly.

Zhou Yuqiong, who was standing by, asked, "Scholar, you sold such a large cart of vegetables this morning. You must have made a lot of money, right?"

Chen Jiazhi said: "It's okay, I don't know the exact number, Lao Guo's vegetables are selling pretty well, they should be back soon."

Zhou Yuqiong wanted to ask more questions.

But Guo Mancang and his three companions also rode their bicycles into the dam and went to ask their husbands for money.

Several people originally wanted to brag to their women, but instead they were more concerned about Chen Jiazhi's situation.

This made them feel uncomfortable.

"Don't ask. If you do, you won't be able to sleep tonight!"

Yi Dinggan was annoyed by the constant questioning, so he said something and went to take a shower.

Li Mingkun didn't want to go so early because he was always a little bit short of the size each time. But Qi Yongfeng and Guo Mancang had already gone there, and he couldn't handle facing several women who wanted to know the situation alone.

Chen Jiafang and the others looked at each other.

Li Xiu had already gone into the house, and it was not convenient to go back in at night, so everyone had to go back to their own homes.
Their money is easy to count and can be counted in a few seconds.

Li Xiu counted for a long time.

It was not until Chen Jiazhi came in that he excitedly put away the bag of money and lay down to sleep.

Chen Jiazhi also returned to bed, inevitably curious: "How much did you sell?"

"Two yuan and eight cents."

"Oh, it's okay."

"Just okay?"

"Well~ your man is very powerful."

"..."

"Go to sleep, you can still take a nap for an hour~"

"Ah."

Chen Jiazhi turned off the lights. After a while, Li Xiu wanted to speak, but she heard Chen Jiazhi's light snoring again.
"It's still over 4,000 yuan, right?"

Li Xiu muttered to himself, and then thought that this was not the first time, and the last time was also over four thousand.

Jiazhi said she had to learn to get used to it.

But it’s hard to get used to.

(End of this chapter)