At this time, we just say that no business is allowed. As long as you don’t do it on the street, no one will care about you at all.

In fact, the main reason is that the red armband did not appear, and you secretly did some buying and selling. Not to mention that no one saw it, even if others saw it, they would turn a blind eye.

After entering the pigeon market, Fangyuan found a place to squat down. He did not take out the food stamps. Although there were many people now, there were still not enough people.

He will wait until the place is crowded before selling, and by then no one will probably have time to pay attention to him.

In about half an hour, there were more people.

The Pigeon Market is not just a place for buying and selling various bills, there are also sellers, and some people secretly sell eggs.

There are even fish, chickens, and even meat for sale.

Of course, the main transactions are all kinds of bills. Since everyone is not rich, selling food is basically a last resort.

Either the family needs money, or they sell these things to buy food.

Also, if Fangyuan had these things, he would never sell them, just like the fine grain stamps in his hand, no matter how much you pay per pound, he would never sell them.

Fangyuan took off the schoolbag from around his neck, put it on the ground, and took out fifty kilograms of coarse grain stamps from his arms.

Yes! Today he did not take out twenty kilograms at once like yesterday, but today he took out fifty kilograms directly.

Because he wants to sell it out as soon as possible so that he can go back. Of course, it would be better if he could buy something.

"Little comrade, how much do your food stamps cost per pound?" As soon as Fangyuan put the food stamps away, an old man squatted down and asked.

"Eight cents per catty."

When he heard the price quoted by Fangyuan, the old man frowned, probably because it was too expensive.

At this time, another middle-aged man squatted down and said to Yuan Yuan: "I want all the eighty cents a pound."

"Uh!" Fangyuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the middle-aged man and shook his head and said, "Sorry, uncle, this grandpa bought it first. If the grandpa doesn't want it, I will sell it to you."

Although Fangyuan wanted to sell these food stamps as soon as possible, he also had his own bottom line, and this middle-aged man no longer had any bottom line.

But this is understandable. At this time, who cares about the bottom line? The bottom line cannot be eaten.

"I'll give you nine cents per catty, sell it to me," the middle-aged man said.

Fangyuan shook her head at the middle-aged man and continued: "I'm sorry, uncle, I told you that I can only sell it to you if this old man doesn't buy it."

Eighty cents per catty is the price Fangyuan calls himself. He will never do anything to increase the price. This is a matter of principle.

Fangyuan has been in business for more than ten years in his previous life. How could he not understand this truth? Those who do things like increase prices will not have any good results in the end.

"Eight...I want eight cents, but..." the old man looked at Fang Yuan and said.

Although he didn't say what he said next, Fangyuan also knew what he was going to say and said: "Grandpa, it doesn't matter. I shouted out the eighty cents per catty. If you want to buy it, it will be eighty cents per catty."<

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"Okay, okay, I want it." The old man quickly took out the money, counted forty yuan and handed it to Fangyuan.

Fangyuan counted the food stamps, handed them to the old man and said, "Count them."

"No, no, I believe you." The old man said.

Seeing that the old man had bought the food stamps, the middle-aged man was very angry, but he didn't say anything. He stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Fangyuan said to the middle-aged man.

"What's wrong?"

"I still have fifty kilograms of food stamps here. If you want them, I'll sell them to you for ninety cents a kilogram."

Didn’t the middle-aged man give him ninety cents a pound just now? Then he would sell it to him for ninety cents.

"You...don't you sell it for 80 cents?"

"That's right! But that was just now. Now it's just nine cents. If you don't want it, I'll sell it to someone else."

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I want it, give it to me."

Fangyuan took out the food stamps, shook it in his hand and said, "Give me the money first."

"Here you go." The middle-aged man took out a few ten-dollar bills and handed them to Fangyuan.

Fangyuan took it and counted it, it was fifty yuan, then took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man along with the food stamps.

The middle-aged man counted the food stamps, glanced at Fangyuan, and left directly.

Fangyuan knew that the middle-aged man would definitely be angry with him, but he just wanted to do it.

After the middle-aged man left, Fangyuan also picked up his schoolbag and left. Fangyuan was small and small, so after he got into the crowd, it was impossible for others to find him.

Soon Fangyuan found another place. Because he only sold things for a short period of time, few people had seen him selling things.

It was the same this time. As soon as he took out the food stamps, someone bought them for 80 cents a pound.

In fact, this is normal. What we lack most now is definitely not money. Although the salary is not high now, who doesn’t save some money!

The most scarce thing now is food, let’s put it this way! If someone monopolizes the pigeon market, let alone the coarse grain stamps that cost 80 cents per catty, there will be people who will buy them even if they cost three yuan per catty.

But it’s so easy to monopolize the pigeon market! There are as many as two thousand people coming here every day, so it’s simply impossible to monopolize it.

And there are new faces appearing every day, so don’t think about it at all. Just like Fangyuan, he only comes here these two times and leaves as soon as the goods are sold out.

Half an hour later, Fangyuan sold the last grain stamps in his hand. At this time, he changed to another place.

Originally, he didn't want to sell coarse and fine grain stamps, but he had a lot, so he planned to buy half of them, which is 100 kilograms.

Thick and thin food stamps are relatively expensive, costing one yuan and fifty cents per pound.

Fangyuan first took out ten kilograms to try, but again, someone bought it as soon as he took it out.

After knowing what happened, Fangyuan sold out all the 100 kilograms of coarse and fine grain stamps within a short time, but he still did not leave.

It’s just that this time I’m not selling, but buying. I’m going out and I have to buy something to go back to!

Fangyuan walked through the crowd and soon saw an old lady selling eggs and ran over.

What's strange is that everyone is very active in buying food stamps, but no one buys eggs. You know, eggs are a good thing!

"Auntie, how do you sell these eggs?" Fangyuan squatted down and picked up an egg in the basket and asked.

"Fifty cents each."

"Uh!" Fangyuan was stunned for a moment and understood why no one bought eggs.

This thing is really not cheap. One egg costs 50 cents, and one pound only costs seven at most. In other words, one pound costs three yuan and 50 cents.

Sure enough, everything was expensive during the three-year difficult period. Under normal circumstances, this pound would never exceed 30 cents.

But this is normal. The price of a pound of white flour plus food stamps is nearly 2.7 yuan! Isn’t a pound of eggs not as good as a pound of white flour?

Having said that, of course it’s nothing under normal circumstances, but now is not a normal situation. What everyone is most concerned about now is how many more meals they can eat.

A pound of grain, not to mention fine grain, even if it is coarse and fine grain, is enough for a family to eat a meal, but a pound of eggs may not be enough for two people.

So it’s normal that no one buys it. At this time, who cares about whether it’s good to eat? If you’re full, it’s already the New Year.

But this doesn't matter to Fangyuan. He has enough food, so now he not only needs to eat enough, but also needs to eat well. At least the nutrition must keep up.

"Give me ten!"

When she heard that Fangyuan wanted ten, the old woman's eyes lit up and she said, "Okay, okay, I'll get it for you right now."

It can be seen from the clothes of this old lady that she is not from the city, but should be a villager from a nearby village.

Although we are now in the age of eating from one big pot, some people still secretly raise chickens and rabbits, just to make some money.

But when Fangyuan got the egg, he frowned. This thing was raw and could easily break.

The old lady also noticed this, looked at Fang Yuan a little embarrassed and said: "How about forget it! Don't buy it."

In any case, Fangyuan is also a child, and the old lady felt compassion.

In fact, people in this era are very kind. Even if they do some outrageous things, they are forced by life.

"It's okay, let's do this! How many do you have here in total?"

"About thirty!"

"Sell them all to me! There is also a basket. How much do you think it will cost? Sell it to me too."

"No, no, the basket is not valuable, I'll give it to you."

This kind of basket looks down on the kind Fang Yuan bought in the city last time, but the kind made by oneself. There are many such things in the countryside.

Basically every household has several of them, and just like this old lady said, they are worthless at all.

"Okay, count the eggs."

The old lady counted the eggs, there were thirty-two in total.

Fangyuan counted out sixteen yuan and handed it to the old lady, then took the basket away.

After buying eggs, Fangyuan was about to go back, but instead of going north, he walked south, heading south to the city.

Of course Fangyuan was not going to the city, he was just walking this way. When Fangyuan was about to reach the gate of Deshengmen, he turned around and headed west.

Fangyuan has gone in a big circle again. There is nothing he can do about it. This is not because of the eggs he bought, but because of the huge sum of money in his arms.

This time, Fangyuan sold the coarse grain stamps alone for more than 400 yuan, and another 100 kilograms of coarse and fine grain stamps for 150 yuan, adding up to nearly 600 yuan.

Excluding the money spent on buying eggs, it costs about six hundred yuan. It is no exaggeration to say it is a huge sum of money.

Fangyuan detoured a little far this time. When he saw the gate of Tsinghua University, Fangyuan was stunned for a moment. He did not expect to go around here.

But it's not far from where he lives. Not far to the north is a bridge. After crossing this bridge, walk a few hundred meters and then keep walking east.

At this time, the sky has already darkened. Fortunately, it is now a land of ice and snow, and there is a vast expanse of white everywhere, so it is not difficult to see the road clearly.
Chapter completed!