The boss's wife smiled and comforted, "Don't be discouraged. Although it can't be sold in our town, you can try it in Ziyu Town. Just so happen that the town is going to the market today."

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he felt instantly: "Yes, why didn't I expect it?"

"You keep about twenty kilograms here, I will help you sell them. If you take the rest to Ziyu to sell them."

"Boss, I'll trouble you." Liu Qingshan was already packing up bamboo shoots.

"Hey, what's the trouble? I'll rely on you to protect my small shop in the future, brother."

As soon as this joke came out, both of them were happy.

Liu Qingshan left more than 20 kilograms of bamboo shoots to sell to the boss's wife, and then took the remaining 100 kilograms of bamboo shoots onto a motorcycle and drove towards the county town.

The town he is currently in is called Xinjie Town.

Originally, this place was just a relatively large countryside, but later it gradually gathered into a new street and became a town, so it was named Xinjie Town.

The town located between Xinjie Town and the county town is called Ziyu Town.

The reason why it is called Ziyu Town is said to be that a long time ago, many purple transparent stones could be found in the river of that town, so it is called Ziyu Town.

From Xinjie Town to Ziyu Town, it is about ten kilometers, and the road is winding, but it is also flat.

However, there are many villages and houses on both sides of the road, so the journey is still a bit difficult.

Because you never know where a chicken or a cow will come out.

Fortunately, although Liu Qingshan is still young, he is over the age of non-mainstream and will not ride a bombing motorcycle, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about these problems.

However, it took nearly twenty minutes to drive to Ziyu Town at such a speed.

Ziyu Town is much bigger and richer than Xinjie Town, and even the houses on both sides of the street are much taller.

Similarly, today, when this town goes to the market, there are more people on the street than when Xinjie Town goes to the market.

The crowded vendors who occupied the open space on the roadside had already been on the slaughter for a morning, all of whom had red faces and their throats were almost smoking.

There were many flies gathered on the pork vendor's desk, and the local dogs who smelled the smell lingered under these desks, picking up the broken bones and bones that fell on the ground.

The pedestrians who were shoulder to shoulder were happy to intersperse among these vendors, those who picked goods, bargained prices, and those who fought for cheap, all had smiles.

But behind this excitement is the congestion of the road.

Many cars, trucks, vans, and buses were stuck on the road and crawled at the speed of a snail.

The drivers frowned and still kept shouting and cursing, and even cursing ZF who was in charge of the business, they would feel more at ease.

Some babies were probably dissatisfied with the car that suddenly stopped. They lay in their mother's arms, looked at the static high-rise buildings outside the car window, and started to cry.

Liu Qingshan looked at the scene and had an idea. He immediately placed bamboo shoots on the open space behind the traffic, then found paper and wrote the price: 10 yuan per kilogram.

Then, he immediately took out a plastic bag to pack bamboo shoots, one pound, two pounds, three pounds, five pounds, and put more than a dozen packs in succession.

A small car owner saw fresh winter bamboo shoots and saw that the traffic could not move. He rolled down the window and asked, "Does bamboo shoots cost ten yuan per pound?"

Liu Qingshan nodded and immediately stepped forward: "Boss, you can spend ten yuan per pound. I dug it yesterday, it's fresh. Do you want to get two pounds?"

The owner was not embarrassed: "Then let's have two pounds."

As he said that, he gave the money and took two kilograms of bamboo shoots that Liu Qingshan had weighed in advance.

He seemed a little worried: "Is it two pounds?"

Liu Qingshan patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, if it weren't for two kilograms of bamboo shoots, I'll eat the bamboo shells together."

Upon hearing this, the driver and his companions laughed.

When the cars in front and behind heard the laughter and talked to Liu Qingshan, they also poked their heads out to check the situation.

When I saw the winter bamboo shoots, I felt itchy all of them.

The big truck driver behind him shouted, "Hey, handsome guy, come here."

Liu Qingshan immediately ran over.

The big truck driver shouted from the high cab: "Get five kilograms of bamboo shoots."

Liu Qingshan was unambiguous and quickly brought a bag of five kilograms of bamboo shoots, handing over the bamboo shoots in one hand and holding the money in the other.

Of course, not every driver of a passing car will buy his winter bamboo shoots, but it is also amazing.

In addition, the shopping people also helped buy some, and about a hundred kilograms of bamboo shoots, which was really unsuccessful.

In less than an hour, more than half of the bamboo shoots were sold.

At this time, those who were evacuating the passageway finally arrived. After the road was opened, the number of car owners who bought bamboo shoots also decreased sharply.

This is not a good thing for street vendors and Liu Qingshan.

In this case, you can only rely on people who go shopping, or car owners who are particularly rich and time-honored.

All the vendors, including Liu Qingshan, subconsciously stare at the passing cars when they are free.

If you see an Audi or BMW, your eyes will subconsciously shiny.

After dozens of small cars, a worn off-road vehicle finally stopped in front of Liu Qingshan's bamboo stall.

Liu Qingshan subconsciously looked into the cab and saw a seemingly young man. However, the man was wearing big black sunglasses and couldn't see his appearance clearly.

The man stared at the bamboo shoots on the snakeskin bag and asked, "Handsome guy, are you winter bamboo shoots?"

"Yes. It's winter bamboo shoots, dug them yesterday." Liu Qingshan quickly picked up two bamboo shoots, walked to the side of the car, and handed them to the driver.

The driver took it and weighed it. He felt it was quite substantial. He smiled and said, "Ten dollars per pound, right?"

"Yes, ten yuan per pound."

The man looked at the bamboo shoots in his hand, then at the bamboo shoots on the ground, and said without hesitation: "Then please help me weigh all the bamboo shoots and see how many pounds it is."

The man said this and he was so happy that Liu Qingshan was so happy.

Haha, I didn’t expect that this person who drove a broken off-road vehicle was so generous. It seems that he really can’t be looked down upon by others.

Liu Qingshan happily pretended to weigh bamboo shoots while talking to the man: "Boss, you don't seem to be a local to us."

"No, I came in from the city." The man was quite easy-going and did not ignore Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan asked again: "Depending on your appearance, you should be a cadre going to the countryside."

As soon as this was said, the man was amused: "I'm not a cadre in the countryside, I just have nothing to do, and I'm just wandering around to find delicious food."

"So that's how it is." Liu Qingshan hung the bamboo shoots that had been picked up in the snakeskin bag on the scale, "Thirty-one pounds and six ounces, you can give three hundred."

When the man heard this, he was not very happy: "Three hundred and sixteen is three hundred and sixteen, and I don't need that few dollars."

Liu Qingshan was speechless. This was the first time he had encountered such a person who would not take advantage of him.

The man scanned the code and paid 316 for Liu Qingshan.

When Liu Qingshan handed him the bamboo shoots, he reminded him: "You bought so many bamboo shoots at once. If you can't finish them, you can bury the bamboo shoots and shells in a charcoal fire and roast them. After roasting, they will be placed in a cool and humid place to discharge them vertically, so that they can be stored for more than a month. When you are about to eat, remove the shells, cut them into thin slices, and rinse them with water to remove the bitterness."

When the man heard Liu Qingshan say so seriously, he asked back: "Then why don't I finish it at once? Why are you so troublesome?"

"Hehe." Liu Qingshan smiled, "This winter bamboo shoot is a cold food. Children and elderly people and people with weak bodies cannot eat too much. You can't eat dozens of kilograms of bamboo shoots at once."

"Hahaha, how do you know I ate alone?" The man smiled and left with half a bag of bamboo shoots.

Liu Qingshan looked at the departing dilapidated off-road vehicle and then found that there was a pot of a unique boxwood bonsai on the back seat of the off-road vehicle.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but mutter: "Rich people are really not showing off."
Chapter completed!