Reborn 99 Days Later, Becoming a Landlady and Getting into Tsinghua and Peking Universities

A dozen minutes later, the oxcart slowly came to a stop, and Liang Yili and Wang Xingzi had arrived at the back gate of the factory area, which was the agreed location.

As soon as the oxcart came to a stop, Wang Xingzi appeared with a beaming smile.

"coming?"

Before Liang Yili could speak, Wang Xingzi impatiently asked, "Shall we move the things now?"

Liang Yili nodded: "Where are the things?"

Wang Xingzi waved her hand, and two men carrying burlap sacks appeared from the security room.

Because it's the back gate of the factory area, there aren't many people around.

Liang Yili opened the burlap sack directly and began inspecting the goods in front of Wang Xingzi.

Liang Ruotao jumped out of the car and began to count the items.

Hua Yuansheng stepped forward to help check the quality of the defective products.

Liang Yili smiled and said, "Aunt Xingzi, please wait a moment. We'll exchange money for goods and then inspect them."

Wang Xingzi waved her hand, indicating that she understood.

The three people staggered the number of varieties, and after confirming that the quantity was correct, they began to check the quality.

Liang Ruotao is efficient and meticulous in her work; she had already inquired about the details carefully on the way here.

When inspecting defective products, if you encounter any that you are unsure about, take them out and set them aside.

It was clear that they planned to let Liang Yili make the decision after she finished.

Wang Xingzi raised an eyebrow, but remained completely unperturbed.

She couldn't guarantee anything else, but she was very confident in the quality of this batch of defective products.

After all, these were items she had painstakingly selected one by one over several hours last night.

Even her mother-in-law's suggestion to use inferior materials or make do with shoddy work was rejected outright.

After observing Liang Ruotao's meticulousness, Wang Xingzi's man wiped away imaginary sweat from his forehead.

I secretly rejoiced that I hadn't listened to my mother.

After checking everything and confirming that everything was within reasonable limits, Liang Yili immediately settled the payment.

Wang Xingzi spat on her hand and counted the money with a clattering sound.

After confirming the amount was accurate, he beamed and said, "That's right, it's this number."

"Well... you go ahead and get busy? Contact me again if you need anything else?"

"Ah."

The mountain road from the county town to Aojiaping is like a giant dragon, winding its way through the verdant forests.

The further you go from the county seat, the worse the road becomes.

Narrow and rugged, filled with irregular stones and potholes.

The oxcart swayed and rattled on the rough road, sometimes getting stuck in the mud, and sometimes struggling to climb over rocks and tree roots.

In some places, the passage is so narrow that only one oxcart can pass at a time.

The July sun was scorching, but as time went by, the soft golden light became as hot as a raging fire, casting its rays everywhere.

Sitting on the oxcart, the Liang Yili sisters seemed oblivious to the harshness of the outside environment, focusing solely on organizing the merchandise.

They bundled most of the socks together in groups of ten.

Then tie the towels together in groups of three and stack them to the side.

When the lush green wheat fields and golden ears of wheat appear, accompanied by the sound of people talking, you've arrived at Aojiaping.

The heatwave rippled through the air, making the whole world feel sluggish and oppressive.

Hua Yuansheng drove the oxcart to a shady spot and slowly brought it to a stop.

Most of the villagers knew them, but when three unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared, everyone looked up at them curiously.

Liang Yili took out the board she had written on beforehand and hung it on the tree branch.

Towels: 35 cents each, 3 for one dollar.

"Socks: 2 cents a pair, 1 dollar for 1 pairs."

"Defective fabric: 1.7 yuan per foot, 5 yuan for 3 feet."

"Toy:……"

Liang Yili unscrewed the can, took a big gulp of water, and opened her mouth as if to call out her wares.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Hua Yuansheng pull out a... gong and drum from under a pile of things!

Her eyes lit up, she slapped her forehead, and exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa!"

Hua Yuansheng said smugly, "Didn't expect that, did you?"

Liang Yili gave Hua Yuansheng a thumbs up: "Grandpa is awesome!"

She only thought about the fact that there was no loudspeaker at home, but forgot that there was another way to call people over with gongs and drums.

Hua Yuansheng said, "The villagers are all very lively and united. If we don't make a fuss, we probably won't attract many people even if we shout ourselves hoarse."

After saying that, he banged the gong in his hand hard.

Taking advantage of the villagers' gaze turning in their direction, Liang Yili shouted at the top of her lungs:

"A rare opportunity! Everything is being cleared out at a loss."

"Towels that cost 5 cents each at the convenience store are now 3 for 1 yuan."

"Socks that cost more than 3 cents a pair outside are 10 pairs for 1 yuan here."

"Everything is on clearance sale! Everything is on clearance sale! Pick and choose whatever you like! It's really good value for money. Everything is cheap and inexpensive."

"It doesn't matter if you buy or not, just come and take a look. All items are on clearance sale! Everything is a great deal! Buying anything is a great deal!"

"You can pick whatever you want, take whatever you want, and buy whatever you want at a good price. You don't need to ask the price, you don't need to bargain, and you don't have to worry about being ripped off."

The grandfather and grandson worked together seamlessly.

Hua Yuansheng would strike the gong once, and Liang Yili would shout out.

Liang Ruotao stared in disbelief at the scene.

Especially after discovering that Hua Yuansheng had changed from his quiet and unassuming demeanor in the county town to his cheerful manner of playing gongs and drums.

She suddenly had a strange feeling that they were all bad students, but her grandfather had secretly given her extra lessons behind her back.

Sure enough, the commotion created by the grandfather and grandson singing in unison quickly attracted a large crowd.

Looking at the aunties and grandmas around her, and then at her grandfather banging the gong, a sense of indomitable spirit welled up within Liang Ruotao.

He picked up a towel from the oxcart, held his breath, and shouted:

"Buying good towels means your partner and kids will come home early."

Look at the towel in my hand. It's soft, skin-friendly, and absorbent, and the print is beautiful.

You can easily get it for less than 5 cents at any small shop outside.

We deliver to your doorstep, so you don't have to go to the town or county to buy it.

The price is cheap; you can buy three for just one yuan, it's practically free.

Many people were immediately tempted by Liang Ruotao's words.

Upon seeing this, Liang Ruotao immediately took out the socks and, following the same sales pitch as with the towel, gave a presentation.

At this point, the women couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward to surround the oxcart.

"Little girl, let me see the towel in your hand."

"Are these socks really 10 pairs for one yuan?"

"Ten pairs is too many, isn't it? Who would be so kind as to buy ten pairs of socks at once? It's still summer, and we don't need to wear socks."

Liang Ruotao answered quickly: "It really is 10 pairs for one yuan, no cheating!"

"You don't need to wear socks in the summer, so you can buy them and save them for winter!"

Socks aren't like other things; they won't get ruined just by being left there.

“You don’t need that many, you can ask a relative to buy them together.”

Liang Yili looked at Liang Ruotao, who was enthusiastically answering customers' questions, and then at Hua Yuansheng, who was silently walking outside and vigorously banging the gong. Her heart was filled with excitement.

Just then, an elderly woman's scream pierced the air.

"Is this a defective product? The print on this towel isn't evenly applied."

To prove her point, the old woman held up a towel and pointed to the print on it for the people around her to see.

In an instant, the lively scene was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it, and the atmosphere became cold and awkward.