Wenyuan 丨 Selling bamboo persimmon

● Cai Jingbo

Bamboo persimmon, small shape, small, round, no nuclear. In winter, it is soft, red, peel the skin, one mouthful, sweet, and can be made with noodles. In the persimmons of the hometown, in addition to the mirror persimmons that can be eaten by water, my favorite is bamboo persimmon.

When I went to high school, I remember the day when I was on the winter vacation, my father said to me, "Tomorrow Huayin Temple meets, I will give you a burden of the bamboo persimmons in our house, and you sell it for us."

Although I have been sent to the production team to sell vegetables, sell watermelon, and launch a bicycle to accompany my mother to sell bean sprouts, at that time I was only auxiliary, and no one had sold things. Now listening to my father said that I want to sell bamboo persimmon alone. Thinking of the difficulties of the past, I feel that the product is asking for a person, that is, the bargaining, that is, looking at the face, so I immediately refused and said, "No, I can't sell it!"

My father said, "Our bamboo persimmons are good, and people will definitely fight for it at first sight!"

I said, "I can't recognize the scale!"

My father said, "Acknowledgments. Our scale is less. Star. "Then, my father took out the plate scales at home and told me. In fact, I recognized the scale, but I just didn't want to go.

I said, "If no one wants, what should I do if I can't sell it? I still have to pay back?"

My father said, "You are worried, no one, there must be someone."

When my father was worried, he said, "That's it, I will pick you up less, you can take two less and a half cage."

My mother encouraged me to say, "There is a selling in the world, there is something to buy."

I thought about it again and again, and finally agreed reluctantly, saying, "Okay." But asked another question: "What should I do if I want to find money?"

My father said, "Let your mother give you a few dollars change ..."

Early the next morning, my father picked me up from the shed in the front room and picked me two less than half cage bamboo persimmon, and put the plates in the house in a bamboo persimmon cage. My mother burned me (making breakfast).

After eating the green onion noodles, my mother gave me two or three pieces I prepared in advance and asked me to install it. I went out when I put on the bamboo persimmon.

Huayin Temple is fifteen miles away from my family. Although the road is far away, I am young and I don't feel tired. I worry about two things: I am afraid that I will be embarrassed to meet my classmates or acquaintances.

Fortunately, I didn't meet my classmates or acquaintances along the way. When I arrived at Huayin Temple, from Dongqiao to the west, I walked along the street and was walking. I was stopped by a person and asked, "Baby, what about bamboo persimmon?" I said the price. The man said, "Let go, let go, I buy something."

I put down the burden, and the man squatted down from the cage. Immediately after, several people passed by and saw the bamboo persimmons in my cage, and they squatted down to pick themselves.

Without a place, the bamboo persimmon was sold. I finally relieved and rest assured.

When I returned home, I saw two empty cages, knowing that I was sold, my parents were very happy and asked me about the process of selling. As soon as I said, my father proudly said, "I said to you, our bamboo persimmon is good , People compete for buying. "

My father asked me to sell bamboo persimmon is the only experience in my own. From refusal to promise to practice, I have adopted the journey of worrying, shyness and comfort, and improved my psychological tolerance, so that I can realize the difficulty of life. "Selling different situations, I learned to think in other places.

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