Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Leng Yanqiu didn't even bother to fill her stomach at this moment. She went straight to the leek box stall, smiling and soliciting business: "Please take a look. These are authentic purple-root leeks. They are very fresh and fragrant. This is the first business today. I can charge you five yuan a bunch..."

The vendors of fried leek dumplings are a couple. The wife is responsible for rolling the dough and frying it, while the husband is responsible for collecting money, cleaning up and serving millet porridge. They work in perfect harmony.

The refusal was tacit. The wife didn't even raise her eyelids to the tricycle, and her hands kept moving. The husband turned his back to Leng Yanqiu and said, "Whose child are you? We have an old customer who specializes in delivering vegetables. They pick and wash them and send them to us to mix the stuffing directly."

He just refused to buy and didn't even ask about the price.

Leng Yanqiu was not annoyed. He pushed the tricycle and parked it opposite the stall. The aroma of beef noodles was wafting for a mile. There were few customers at this time, so there was no need to wait.

When the noodles were served, the stall owner was surprised that Leng Yanqiu paid in cash, and muttered, "Old people always carry cash with them, but you're so sudden, I don't even have change."

Leng Yanqiu: "Then you can scan my WeChat and ask for the money. Otherwise, I'll give you a bunch of leeks and a cucumber?"

"You are really good at business, little girl!" The stall owner laughed. "You are the first customer today, so I won't charge you. My mouth is bland, so give me some cucumbers to cleanse my mouth."

Leng Yanqiu needed to change back more than ninety yuan from the hundred-yuan bill he gave her, but the stall owner was unwilling to make the change.

The other person was generous, so Leng Yanqiu was not vague: "Then you can take it yourself. It's just picked from the vegetable garden and it's delicious."

The cucumber has thorns on top, but the yellow flowers are still blooming brightly.

"Crunch," after just one bite, the ban mian stall owner was stunned for a moment, "This tastes the same as the one I ate when I was a child. No, it's even better than when I was a child!"

"You really know what you are talking about!" Leng Yanqiu praised while eating his ban mian. "I plan to sell vegetables at the morning market. Do you know the exact location?"

"The nearest one is to go southwest from here, turn left along the river, and there is a market. But the stalls there are all fixed and rented, so you won't be allowed to sell in there. You can sell at the riverside intersection for a while."

As the two were talking, a stream of clear water, cool and refreshing, mixed in the air of the snack street, which was originally mixed with the smell of various greasy sauces. The flat noodle stall owner couldn't stop eating it, and at the same time Leng Yanqiu finished a bowl of flat noodles, he finished eating several cucumbers in the tricycle.

The leek box stall opposite was the most direct impact on the sense of smell. A man wearing an apron and placing bowls of millet porridge sniffed hard and commented: "This smell must be the taste of premium cucumbers taken out of the refrigerator in the cold winter. When you cut them with a knife, the fresh smell sprays directly on your face."

"That's right," the ban mian vendor echoed across the street, "The cucumbers from the little girl's shop have thinner skins than the premium supermarket cucumbers. They're silky smooth in the mouth, not astringent at all."

"That's an exaggeration, Lao Li! How long has it been since you last had a cucumber?"

Leng Yanqiu was sitting on a tricycle when she suddenly turned to the leek box stall, grabbed a handful of bundled leeks from the tricycle's bucket, and threw them over, landing them safely on a small stool next to the man.

“I’ll give you a free sample!”

It was already six forty, and she had to rush to school for morning reading, so she had to hurry and find a place to sell the remaining leeks.

With a twist of the handlebars, the electric tricycle started moving, leaving the voices of the two stall owners in the morning breeze.

The market was easy to find. Leng Yanqiu followed the advice of Mr. Li, the noodle shop owner, and stood next to the tricycle to sell leeks.

"Ten dollars a bunch! You won't suffer any loss or be cheated for ten dollars. You can eat fresh food with peace of mind." Leng Yanqiu felt that the slogan he came up with was very professional. Unfortunately, the price was not suitable for this season and this location.

Pedestrians who had just finished shopping at the morning market or were about to go to the morning market all looked at Leng Yanqiu's thin figure as if he was crazy.

If people want to buy expensive and high-quality vegetables, would they go to the open-air morning market?

She estimated that a bunch of leeks bundled together would be enough to support her for half a pound.

Leng Yanqiu was also a little embarrassed. There were only leeks in the truck bed. She tried a new method: "Don't miss it if you pass by. You can taste it for free!"

The elderly couple who were closest to the place shook their heads when they heard this. Was this little girl crazy about money? Who would pick a raw leek on the street to taste? The purple roots of the leek were still covered with wet soil!

Leng Yanqiu turned on her cell phone to check the time. It was five minutes past seven. She couldn't delay any longer.

If you want to make money, you have to think of other ways. Selling vegetables is too difficult.

She twisted the handlebars and the tricycle staggered for a moment, but then quickly stood firm again.

"Let's go!"

As soon as he turned the handlebars, Leng Yanqiu felt that he was the most handsome guy.

"Little girl, stop! Stop now!"

Suddenly there was a shouting voice behind her, but Leng Yanqiu didn't think it was her. She still wanted to be a good student. She couldn't miss the 7:30 morning reading, and she couldn't stop even if she was really asked.

A gust of wind passed by my side, and a van rushed past with smoke belching from its rear end, then turned right and stopped with a "creak".

Blocking the Land Rover? Leng Yanqiu stepped on the brake with her right foot, her face looking serious enough to drip water.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, you would think Sister Leng is a sick cat!

The driver's door of the van opened, and the male vendor selling chives jumped out. He smiled brightly and explained, "Little girl, do you have any more chives? I'll buy some, I really will! Five yuan a bunch, how many do you have?"

Leng Yanqiu simply refused: "I have to rush to school, I won't sell it!"

"Don't refuse to sell it! You are still studying, right? Which school are you going to? I can take you there with my car, or even a tricycle can be pushed up."

The stall owner was quite sincere, but Leng Yanqiu was unmoved: "Five yuan was the opening price just now. Now it's twenty yuan a bunch. It's not suitable for your stall. Please make way."

"Twenty-one?" The stall owner was also a little dumbfounded. He watched Leng Yanqiu's tricycle go around the front of the bread and start to speed up.

"Whoosh," another gust of wind passed by, "creak," the same driving skills and the same actions.

The same stall owner jumped down: "Um... come on, get in the car! I'll take you to school! I'll buy the chives!"

As he spoke, his facial expression showed a hint of gritted teeth, but his hands moved quickly and opened the back door of the van.

The function of this vehicle is to transport goods. The two rear rows of seats have been removed, making it perfect for carrying a tricycle.

Leng Yanqiu clenched his fists: We are not afraid anyway, get in the car!

There was no traffic jam from here to Linhe Town Middle School. The van had green lights all the way and arrived at the destination in just eight minutes.

"Since I'm giving you a ride, little girl, you should be more flexible in your business and give me a fair price."

When he was about to move the tricycle out of the trunk, the stall owner was still haggling over the price of the leeks.