The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

   In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday night, and Zhai Di had been busy for nearly ten days, and finally made the special flatbed truck.

   It was delivered directly to Wu Yuan's house, and he also brought a pack of tools with him.

  So that if there is something inappropriate, it can be dismantled and changed on the spot.

  Wu Yuan watched his senior brother stop the car, then let go of Huazi and said to him: "You said you came to my house, why do you bring so many tools? Can my house lose those things?"

  Zhai Di clapped his hands, took Hua Zi, and grinned: "I use my tools while I have them."

  The two brothers gathered together to light a cigarette, and Wu Yuan circled around the flatbed cart, and there was nothing wrong with it in most respects.

  Looked at the cabinets and countertops again, and the size of the gas tank and stove was similar to the impression.

   Immediately a phone call called the third sister and the third brother-in-law over.

  As soon as the third sister Wu Xiuhua arrived, she first gave Zhai Di the money.

   This car can be regarded as contracting labor and materials. Wu Xiuhua sealed 200 yuan and let Zhai Di accept it.

  Can Zhai Di accept it?

  For Wu Yuan's sake, Zhai Di refused to accept whatever he said.

   Guys, top-notch push-pull directly in the yard.

   One was determined to give it to him, and the other was determined not to accept it.

Wu Yuan watched them getting tired from pushing and pulling, so he separated the two sides and said, "Okay, let me take care of this matter. Third sister, put away the money, and on the night of your opening, Senior Brother Zhai and I will have a meal , you can just give me a free order."

  Wu Xiuhua insisted: "No, no, how much money can I eat for a meal?"

  Wu Yuan further said: "It's a big deal, every time I, Senior Brother Zhai, go back, you will give me free bills. Is this okay for the head office?"

  After hearing Wu Yuan's words, Wu Xiuhua gave up.

  Zhai Di saw the opportunity and left in a hurry.

   I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, someone will stuff me with money, and I don't even know it.

  The end of the top push-pull technique is the random money injection technique.

  When Zhai Di left, Wu Xiuhua saw that he missed the opportunity, so he put the money in his pocket, and went into the house to play with the two children.

  Wu Yuan and his third brother-in-law Xiong Gang were smoking in the yard.

   As he smoked, he noticed that something was wrong with Xiong Gang's expression.

   "What, third brother-in-law?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Xiong Gang set the tone first, and then slowly said: "The second and third families say that selling crayfish can't make money, and the goods bought in the countryside for five cents and ten cents a catty are not worth it at all. Not many people eat it."

   "...Even my father and mother scolded your third sister, no matter what I say, it doesn't make sense."

  Wu Yuan glanced back, through the glass door, looked at the relaxed side of the third sister and said: "It doesn't matter what they think. The key thing, what do you think, third sister-in-law?"

  Xiong Gang said without hesitation: "I appointed to support your third sister. Let's not say that this is your idea. I have been against your third sister for so many years. I am finally willing to do such a thing. I have to support it to the end."

   "That's fine, just do it boldly. After you earn money, no matter how much gossip is, it's a fart. It's even worse than fart, because you can't even leave the taste."

  Speaking out the backlog of emotions in his heart, Xiong Gang felt much more comfortable, "Okay, it will open tomorrow night, and it will be at the Mausoleum Night Market."

  Wu Yuan also stubbed out the cigarette **** and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely arrive with Senior Brother Zhai."

  The next day will be Zhou Tianer.

  The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

  Wu Yuan rode a 28th pole to the county with Zhai Yi, accompanied by Ma Mingchao not far away.

   "Brother, I'm going to BJ, have you made arrangements at home?"

   "What's the arrangement? I usually don't care about anything. It's all handled by your sister-in-law, inside and out."

   "My sister-in-law is virtuous, so I won't hold you back."

   "However," Zhai Di continued to laugh: "She actually asked to pay more money to the family this time."

  Wu Yuan immediately said: "Don't worry, brother, if you go to BJ to lead a worker, the salary must be the same as that of the lead worker."

  Zhai Di quickly explained: "I don't mean that, your sister-in-law just feels that I give her less, not that I earn less."

   "Have you met Pan Mazi?"

   "I've seen it," Zhai Di nodded and said, "He's not bad. If you can be admired by the boss, it's not bad."

   While speaking, the two brothers arrived at the Mausoleum Night Market.

   For a long time, Wu Yuan had doubts about the existence of this night market for many years, and couldn't figure it out.

  As the name suggests, the other end of the Mausoleum Night Market is facing the Martyrs Park in Beigang.

   Otherwise, the road facing it would not be so inaccessible that it became Beigang's original street stall economic position.

   But the strangeness is the strangeness here.

   Treat it as an ordinary road, no one dares to walk.

  But once it becomes a street of night market stalls, the popularity will flourish instead.

  When Wu Yuan and Zhai Di arrived, they couldn't believe the heavy traffic in front of them.

  Zhai Di said while pushing the cart: "When did this night market come into existence? Compared with the Zaoyang Road Night Market in Shanghai, it is not much less prosperous than the Zaoyang Road Night Market in Shanghai?"

  In fact, in terms of scale, it is naturally inferior to Zaoyang Road Night Market.

  But there is only this piece of land in the county right now, and the popularity can be said to be comparable.

  The three of them went to the west end of the night market, which is just across the road from the cemetery, but it is the most popular stall.

  Going all the way to the east end of the night market, I found the stall of Wu Xiuhua and Xiong Gang.

  At that time, Wu Xiuhua had just hung up the price sign, thirteen fragrant crayfish, fifty cents a catty, no deception.

  When Wu Yuan saw it, he quickly brought over the sign and changed it to one yuan per catty.

  Wu Xiuhua didn't stop her, but said in surprise, "Brother Yao, can you sell it for one dollar a catty?"

   "Third sister, you have to have confidence." Wu Yuan emphasized: "We can't make too much difference in the price of a plate of meat dishes in a small restaurant. What's more, this is not an ordinary meat dish, it is definitely a big dish."

   All right, it has been changed anyway.

  Plus Wu Xiuhua also believes in her youngest brother the most.

   After all, there is only such a younger brother.

  As soon as the sign was hung up, it immediately attracted a lot of boos.

  After all, most of the night markets advertise themselves as cheap and high-quality.

  How can you, crayfish, sell at such a high price?

  Wu Yuan didn't care about these things, and helped to bring out all the crayfish that had spit out mud, and then set up all the tables and chairs in the booth.

   Then he greeted Zhai Di and Ma Mingchao and said, "You two sit down first."

   Then he turned his head and said to Wu Xiuhua: "Third Sister, Brother Zhai and I cook the crayfish, I'll start it for you guys."

  Wu Xiuhua's face was full of joy: "Brother Yao's start must be a good one."

  Heat oil in a pan.

  Wu Yuan grasped the spoon and the wok as if directed by his arms.

   In his hands, the large frying pan, which weighs more than ten catties, is turned over or upside down, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

   Not long after, the aroma of the thirteen-flavored crayfish wafted away.

   Immediately attracted the entire night market crowd to Dongtou, which is less popular.

  Wu Yuan's pot of crayfish hadn't come out of the pot yet, many people gathered in front of the booth.

  There are those who are curious, those who are covetous, and those who just watch the excitement.

  But without exception, the gazes of these people involuntarily followed Wu Yuan's flying wrists, swallowing mouthfuls of saliva.