73. Buying Tiger Bone Wine in North Korea (Continued 1)
After returning from North Korea with these messy things like Niu Huang An Gong Maru, according to the old reason... Running to the idea of showing off something new, I sent a photo to send a circle of friends and QQ space. Oh my God... But amazingly, all of a sudden WeChat and QQ almost exploded, looking at the point of half a day is still 99+ information I fell into silence: this let me carry that ask me to help him take that when I go home, it is really not ok to mail back, the trust in me is self-evident. I was touched, touched by the trust people had placed in me, but few people asked how much these things were worth. Yo, look at it like this... Are these hundreds of people going to let me send them something?
Thank you for looking up to me, but it is difficult for me to support my family with this small salary, and I can't afford to send a box of one person who sends me messages! Is to send people can also be too little, will not say that do not send more boxes? So I silently deleted the photos posted in the circle of friends and QQ space. Replied to those who asked how much money a box was, and as a result, people said they didn't want to hear about hundreds of dollars, and only two or three people sent the money to me to help them buy it, and thanked them vigorously. Since then, I haven't shown anything off in the circle of friends, maybe the world is what it is: no one wants you to live well except your parents and siblings. Then why don't you send something when you have something?
In order to bring more things back to China, I traveled back and forth between China and North Korea for several days in a row, like a hard-working little mouse, flipping things back and forth little by little, and when I returned, I quickly packed them up for mail. When I look at the corner of the courier's slightly grinning mouth, I feel very happy.
The number of trips back and forth is more, and the people on duty at the port also know me, and the minibus driver always jokes about what I got this time and how much seafood I have paid. The people who sat in the car together also discussed that if I did this, I would definitely make a lot of money, and I would be able to return to my hometown in a year.
This and that, ah, I just brought things to help friends get some rare things, wait for this batch to finish and never do these anymore, spend money, energy and time, not to say, the key is not to please. Coupled with the fact that people in the company will always run like this, I think that if I continue to do so, I will soon be fired from the company.
The last time I went to the pharmacy was to go with my colleagues before leaving North Korea, and a few clerks were very happy to see us, which may be the reason why we bought more things back and forth? Regarding whether there will be a bonus for the clerk to sell more things, I have asked the translator, the translation will definitely be high, according to the distribution of more work and more, less work and less. Well, this is the same as my feelings when I went to work, and if I work harder, I can earn more work.
When they heard that I was leaving North Korea to work in Angola, they asked me through an interpreter if I would still come to North Korea. I said that as the project progressed it might be possible.
I bought a few more bottles of tiger bone wine and Qinghuo, and even Niuhuang Angong I bought a few boxes, planning to go home to honor my parents and my father-in-law and mother-in-law.
I got on the train to Beijing on Friday night and sneaked home. In fact, I didn't go to work on Saturdays and Sundays, that is, I didn't care there. Although Hunchun is more than a thousand kilometers away from home, it is quite fast to take the train. When I handed this Niuhuang Angong and Qingxin to the old people, their expressions were general, well, and even made me feel their thoughts: Is there a medicine for this delivery? Hahaha. A few days ago I went to see, the medicine is still there, it is estimated to be expired, right?
When I was young, I always wanted to brave the end of the world in white and red horses to walk the rivers and lakes to fight righteous deeds, and as a result, when I traveled half my life, I learned that it was a joy to guard my family's three meals a day and watch my children and grandchildren go around their knees. Looking back on the past, I can't help but sigh that the light is like water, the vicissitudes of the face, the old eyes are dizzy and then look at the mirror there is no longer the original sunshine teenager. Come on, bro. Fox Fairy2022.5.31