211. Chapter 211 Going to the Market

Chapter 211 Going to the market

The next day.

It was just dawn.

Li Duoyu got up and sailed to the oyster field with his father, Chen Wenchao, and Li Qingguang, and collected all the oysters whose ropes had been cut.

He gave 300 kilograms each to Old Man Mi and Uncle Zhuang, and kept about 100 kilograms for himself, and gave the rest to the oyster prying workers.

All the pried oysters were made into dried oysters.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Li Qingguang brought a complete set of homemade tools for grilling oysters.

There were five small charcoal stoves in total.

I don't know where he got six thin iron rods from, tied them with wire, and then fixed them on the wooden frame to make a simple grill.

Although the grill was very simple, it was very practical.

In addition to these, Li Qingguang also prepared a lot of seasonings. He actually remembered all the ones that Li Duoyu used for barbecue last time.

Including local oyster sauce, sugar, soy sauce, minced garlic, and lard in a glass bottle.

Seeing that his cousin was so well prepared, Li Duoyu looked at him with a new look. It seemed that this boy was not just trying it casually, but had carefully prepared.

Li Duoyu couldn't help asking: "Qingguang, didn't you always want to be a mechanic before? Why did you suddenly change your career to become a chef?"

Li Qingguang scratched his head:

"Mechanic is my dream, but I don't have money now. I have to earn some living expenses first."

Looking at the sixteen-year-old Li Qingguang in front of him, Li Duoyu felt that he seemed to have matured a lot in the past six months.

When Li Duoyu was his age, he had just graduated from junior high school. After leaving school, he knew how to play all day long. How could his cousin be so motivated.

"Let's go, brother will take you to earn living expenses today."

"Thank you, brother."

If it was Shangfeng Town, Li Duoyu would still be more confident, after all, most of the people who went to the town to go to the market were fishermen.

More or less, they have eaten oysters, and their acceptance of oysters is relatively high. If he grilled oysters himself.

These more than 100 kilograms of oysters will be sold out soon.

After talking to Lao Li for a few words and telling Chen Wenchao some things, Li Duoyu drove a sampan boat, carrying Li Qingguang's barbecue equipment and a load of oysters to Qingkou Wharf.

After arriving at the wharf.

Li Duoyu wanted to call a tractor directly to take them to the market in the town.

But Li Qingguang ran to the bus that runs between Shangfeng Town and Qingkou Wharf immediately after getting off the wharf.

As a result, the driver stopped him before he even loaded the oysters on the bus and refused to let him get on the bus.

"No, you have too many."

"There is sea water dripping everywhere, and the car board will be corroded by you. To transport so many things, hire a tractor yourself."

Hearing this, Li Qingguang was like falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, and he was instantly dejected.

If it is really like what the driver said, hiring a tractor, the transportation cost will be at least four or five yuan.

The cost of oysters is one cent per catty. If they are roasted, they are sold for two cents per catty. Even if more than 100 catties are sold, it will only be more than 20 yuan.

After deducting the cost, transportation fee, and material fee, he could not make a few dollars at all, and he had to share the money with Brother Yu.

He obviously just wanted to go to the market to roast oysters to make some money, but why was it so difficult?

At this time.

Li Duoyu secretly stuffed a pack of cigarettes into the driver's hand, and said with a silly smile: "Master, please be flexible. The two of us are just doing small business. The total cost of these oysters is not as expensive as the freight of a tractor. We really can't afford to hire a tractor."

The driver's face became a little better after receiving the cigarettes, but he still said seriously: "It's not easy for you. It's just this time. You can't do this again next time. It will leak later. You have to help me clean it up, okay?"

"I know, if there is a leak, I will definitely help you clean it up, and I won't cause trouble for you."

"That's good, come on."

Li Qingguang on the side kept blinking his eyes. He felt that he was still too young. The moment the driver rejected him just now, he had given up.

I didn't think that this would work.

A nearby fisherman carrying salted hairtail saw the two of them carrying oysters onto the bus and wanted to learn from them to take the bus and save some transportation costs.

But as soon as he stepped onto the bus, he was scolded by the driver.

"How many times have I told you that salted hairtail cannot be taken on the bus? Don't you understand what I say?"

The fisherman carrying salted hairtail pointed at Li Duoyu and others on the bus and said, "Why can they carry so many oysters, but I can't with just a little hairtail."

The driver looked at him with disdain and attacked him directly: "They don't smell bad, but you, a salted fish guy, are smelly all over. How can we bear to let you take it on the bus?"

The fisherman carrying salted hairtail was also angry after being scolded by the driver: "Where do you smell? Do you want me to take off my pants and let you smell it?"

"Anyway, no matter whether you smell bad or not, your hairtail cannot be taken on the bus."

Li Qingguang, who saw this scene, seemed to have been taught a hard lesson by this society at this moment.

No wonder Brother Duoyu doesn't have a strong smoking habit, but he always carries one or two packs of cigarettes with him. So that's how he uses them. If the hairtail seller also secretly puts a pack of cigarettes in his pocket like Brother Yu, he would probably get on the bus like them.

Thinking of this, Li Qingguang couldn't help but sigh. No wonder bus drivers are so rich at this time.

The bus drove for about ten minutes and arrived at Shangfeng Town, but soon after, the bus driver kept honking the horn and cursed: "These bastards, they always block the road."

"Come to the market, get off here."

A passenger complained: "The driver hasn't arrived yet, drive a little further."

"Today is a big market, there are too many people, too congested, and the car can't get in. Everyone get off here."

Li Duoyu looked and found that there were a lot of people on the road, very lively, and most people walked here carrying goods.

Some were driving pigs and sheep,

Some people used ox carts to pull goods, pulling carts and pulling everywhere along the way.

Since they came late, the most central position had long been crowded with people, and now everyone could only set up stalls outside the market.

Li Duoyu said to Li Qingguang: "Let's go, let's get off."

In fact, Li Duoyu was very familiar with this place. It used to be very prosperous, and there were vendors selling imported goods everywhere.

Li Duoyu also set up a street stall here for two or three years, specializing in selling all kinds of smuggled goods.

In the past, the whole street was managed by the bald Shui brother who loved to wear silver necklaces. Anyone who sold smuggled goods had to pay five to ten yuan a day for the stall fee.

Li Duoyu and Agui set up a street stall here for two or three years, and paid five or six hundred yuan for the stall fee alone.

Looking back now, it is indeed very different from before. The things sold have all changed. They are no longer those imported goods.

Instead, they are some items that are closer to daily life. Li Duoyu saw a cart pushing a gasoline barrel and could smell the smell of roasted sweet potatoes from a distance.

There was also a sudden "bang" sound, and you don't have to think about it to know that it must be popcorn.

There were also many people pushing bicycles on the road shouting: "Selling oyster cakes, freshly fried oyster cakes."

There were also barefoot doctors who kept shouting: "Specializing in treating corns, no money if you can't cure them."

There were all kinds of vendors, selling everything, a whole stack of uncut tobacco leaves, various pirated tapes, and some people who specialized in selling imported cigarettes.

The prices are clearly marked on it.

Marlboro 6 yuan.

Kent 6 yuan.

Hilton 4.4 yuan.

Liangyou 3.5 yuan.

Li Duoyu hasn't seen this kind of scene for many years. When he came back from the island country, the market had been cancelled long ago and replaced by a large supermarket.