The Big Landlord

Unexpectedly, the first time I came to the food market in this provincial capital, I met a profiteer. Wang Ben shouted that I was fooled. Reaching out his hand to stop him: "Auntie, this is my dish, you can buy it later."

"Didn't you already wholesale it to me?" The vegetable vendor asked in confusion. He was shrewd and didn't want to lose any buyers.

"I don't sell it anymore!" Wang Ben scolded, tying up another bag of buckwheat and putting it on the wheelbarrow.

"The price has been negotiated, you can't go back on it!" The vegetable vendor snapped, shoving the already counted payment into Wang Ben's hands.

"You black-hearted peddler, I will regret it. What do you want? You bite me twice!" Wang Ben frowned and shouted loudly. Since the vegetable peddler has an impure heart and deliberately stabs and lowers the price, then he will be unreasonable. .

"I'll increase the price for you, two yuan, five yuan, three yuan... or you can sell me a pack or two!" The vegetable vendor finally gave in and started to increase the price, but he can say whatever he wants, Wang Ben ignored it, he could only watch Wang Ben push all the buckwheat heads away, and a good business was gone.

Wang Ben didn't plan to go to any vegetable vendors, but pushed the wheelbarrow directly to the stall area, preparing to retail by himself. Since the price is so good, why bother to cheap those greedy vegetable vendors.

After a lot of tossing, there was a lot of time delay. More vegetable farmers arrived here one after another, and the stall area was densely packed with baskets, and there was no place at all.

After going back and forth for a while, Wang Ben found that there were only empty baskets in many places, and there was no one at all. It's not good to sell a vegetable and occupy a place. He just doesn't believe in this evil. He looks for a decent place, walks over generously, threw the empty basket that occupies the place to the side, and took it directly. come over.

"There is someone here," said a vegetable farmer next to him hastily.

"Where is the person, why didn't I see it?" Wang Ben looked around and asked suspiciously, deliberately pretending to be crazy.

"Come on in a while."

"Luo Kuang is here before the people come, and he won't be able to fly!" Wang Ben said very rationally, disregarding the vegetable farmer's stop, and began to unload the buckwheat from the wheelbarrow.

"I helped him occupy this position," said the vegetable farmer confidently.

Is it so reasonable to occupy a seat? Wang Ben rolled his eyes and asked the vegetable farmer, "What time did you come?"

"It came at six in the morning, and there was no one here when I came."

"Then, did you see a pair of baskets and a pole, which I put here last night to occupy a place?" Wang Ben looked around, pretending to be panic, with an expression that seemed to have really dropped a bag.

"No," the vegetable farmer answered with certainty, shaking his head.

"Why not, you said that you came here first, you must have threw my basket, or hid it, and you can see it when you pick it up!" Wang Ben played tricks, Pointing at the vegetable farmer, he said loudly.

"..." The vegetable farmer didn't dare to speak any more, and his position was robbed, so he had to admit that he was unlucky. If he was scolded as a thief in the street, then he couldn't continue to sell this dish today, and the strange eyes around him also It's enough to kill him, how can he continue to mix in this market in the future.

After successfully grabbing the location, Wang Ben was delighted in his heart and ignored the vegetable farmer. After laying a few pre-prepared fertilizer pockets on the ground, he opened a bag of buckwheat and poured it onto it, a simple vegetable stall. has been formed,

Just waiting for customers to come.

In the early morning, the vegetable market was extremely lively. Vegetable farmers rushed to deliver goods and put them on street stalls; vendors shouted at buyers, scrambled to choose vegetables, and negotiated prices; The first time, buy some cheaper fruits and vegetables.

Not long after Wang Ben's food stall was set up, people came to visit. It was the aunt who didn't buy buckwheat just now. It seemed that she loved the buckwheat dish for ten minutes. Looking at Wang Ben, she smiled. Almost, "You sell it yourself, it should be cheaper."

"Five yuan!" Wang Ben said very calmly, word by word, which was fifty cents more expensive than the price the dealer had just called.

"What!" The aunt was stunned, she didn't believe her ears at all, and the vegetable basket in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Five dollars," Wang Ben repeated, and shook his fingers with five fingers, allowing the aunt to take a closer look.

The aunt was speechless. After giving Wang Ben's scoundrel a stern look, she turned around and left angrily. After half a circle in the market, her greedy mouth still hooked her over. She left reluctantly, but if there is any other place to sell, it is estimated that if she is killed, she will not want to come back.

Another customer came, and after asking the price, he exclaimed: "When is it more expensive than pork."

Wang Ben didn't care either, and said with a smile: "If there is only one pig in the world, let alone four yuan per pound, it is estimated that some people will buy it for four million per pound."

After having the experience and lessons, he can fully understand that now is the season of growing buckwheat, and it is impossible for others to sell fresh buckwheat. He is the only one who owns the whole market. It is beyond the psychological range of customers, and still one cannot be sold.

The next customer didn't comment on the price, so he pouted and said with a bit of disgust, "You probably have three taels of mud for this pound of vegetables."

"It's fresh. You can buy it back and eat it for ten days and a half months. It's still as authentic as it is," Wang Ben said with a quick flip of his lips. Before he knew it, he had completely integrated into the role and began to enjoy The fun of selling vegetables, at first glance, is really an authentic small vegetable farmer.

As time goes on, the breakfast time for ordinary families has passed, students and office workers have left their homes one after another, and the army of people buying vegetables in the early morning has officially entered the market, and more and more people have come to ask about the price, but most people think it is too Expensive, reluctantly to leave, even the people who bought it would weigh a pound or two at most, and they couldn't afford it. Now many people's salary is only 300 or 400 yuan a month. Just two catties of buckwheat will cost them a day's income, which is really expensive.

"Gollum!"

The stomach began to summon, and unknowingly, they had been in this vegetable market for more than an hour. Wang Ben and Linglong didn't even have time to eat breakfast, and they went straight to the present.

"Little Linglong, stay here well, my brother is going to buy breakfast." After saying hello, he quickly ran out of the vegetable market. There are all kinds of breakfasts nearby. Don't worry about letting Linglong wander on this unfamiliar street alone.

After buying a few fried dough sticks and two cups of soy milk, before she even got to the booth, Linglong complained with her mouth flat: "Brother Ben, someone came to collect taxes just now, and I don't have any money to give them. They brought a lot of buckwheat."

Wang Ben frowned, the tax collected by the industry and commerce is so dragging? I don't care!