Before Li Long went to the Woodworking Factory to collect the furniture, he counted seven groups from companies of the Stone City Corps who had come to buy harvesters.
With people coming so often, he could not help wondering whether they were shills for the Kuytun Farm Machinery Factory.
After all, he had heard of plenty of later scams in which sellers hired shills to ask to buy particular goods.
Of course, in this life, at least so far, the only actual scams-or attempts to get something for nothing-he had encountered were the deer-raising venture and the roasted goods business.
Both had been fairly crude schemes, easy to see through at a glance.
Li Long told all these people to come back after March, once spring arrived. In any case, he had already spoken to the people in Kuytun about acting as their local agent. From the looks of things, they really were keeping their word.
After breakfast, Li Long started the tractor and cleared out its trailer-really, it was just snow. Another heavy snowfall had come on the seventh day of the first lunar month, and clearing the courtyard alone had taken most of a day.
Li Long had also found time to clear the snow from the South Courtyard. Sister Yang had to cook, so he told her not to go over and cleared it himself.
Fortunately, he was strong. That little bit of work was nothing to him.
He just felt that if this continued, driving the tractor into the mountains would be difficult. He had no idea whether anyone had broken a trail along the mountain road.
When he drove into the Woodworking Factory, Li Long found that some customers were already there picking out furniture.
Two groups consisted of middle-aged or older people accompanying young