The Grand Crown started, attracting the attention of almost everyone in the market.

Zhao Juanjuan looked at the car and smiled, and asked, "Dongzi, how much does this car cost?"

Lu Dong didn't know it, so he casually said, "It may be hundreds of thousands."

Zhao Juanjuan smiled and shook her head: "When will I earn a car after selling tofu brain?"

"Soon." Lu Dong didn't feel anything: "Wait a few more years."

This Saturday, there were a lot of people starting from the afternoon. After the street lights were on at night, students, workers and teachers were in a constant stream.

The big brown bear Ivan also brought a few foreigners to buy things, but apart from him, those foreigners who couldn't even explain Chinese were not used to Lu Dong's braised pork pancakes.

I bought a lot of daily necessities from Qiao Weiguo.

There are less than ten days of Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are more mooncakes on the market, and the business is good.

On the weekend, it was late at night, and Lu Dong took the things back for the second trip, and it was almost twelve o'clock.

After passing the Liuwan intersection, there was a four-wheel truck covered with tarp in front of me, pulling east and west to the north. I don’t know if it’s because there are too many places or the drivers are careful in the dark, and the speed is not fast.

Lu Dong rushed over from behind, and the passenger side opened the window, revealing a familiar face.

"Uncle Cheng!" Lu Dong took advantage of the moonlight and saw that Cheng Lifeng was the village who was doing the braised and boiled water business, and took the initiative to say hello: "It's so late and I'm still taking goods."

Cheng Lifeng had a square face and big ears, and looked much more honest than Lu Dong. He smiled and said, "It's almost August 15th. It's better to buy more goods than the fifteenth."

August 15th and the Chinese New Year have always been the peak period for selling.

Lu Dong smiled and said, "Business is booming."

Cheng Lifeng also smiled: "Same, you have a prosperous business."

When he arrived near the stinky ditch in the south of the village, Cheng Lifeng was riding a tricycle on the dirt road and went to the processing board house on the other side of the responsible field.

The dirt road was bumpy, and Lu Dong vaguely saw something black falling from the tricycle.
Chapter completed!