Don’t worry about food or clothing, don’t say 8 cents, even if it’s 10 or 8 cents, I don’t care.

Worried that Li Yanran would say something shocking again, Fangyuan took Li Yanran and left.

After leaving the place where he was just now, Fangyuan stopped, looked at Li Yanran and said: "Remember, from now on you just watch and listen, and you are not allowed to talk anymore."

"Ah! Why?"

"For no reason, if you keep talking nonsense, then I will have no choice but to take you away."

This place is not like outside Deshengmen, where Fangyuan is more familiar, and the people who sell things there are also familiar with Fangyuan.

Even if Li Yanran said something wrong, for the sake of Fangyuan's sake, people would not be the same as her.

But it's different here. Although Fangyuan has been here before, he rarely comes, and every time he comes here he doesn't go into Pigeon Market, he just stays at the entrance.

"Okay! I understand, I won't talk anymore."

Hearing what Li Yanran said, Fangyuan also breathed a sigh of relief, and then the two of them continued shopping.

When Fangyuan and Li Yanran passed by a stall, Fangyuan squatted down, looked at some things on the stall and asked: "Uncle, how do you sell these labor insurance shoe tickets?"

"One dollar." The middle-aged man glanced at Fangyuan and Li Yanran and said.

Originally, Fangyuan didn't have many labor insurance shoe coupons in her hand and was going to buy some, but when she heard the middle-aged man's words, Fangyuan stood up and left without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Li Yanran asked confused.

"It's too high."

"Oh!"

The middle-aged man probably saw that the two people were wearing unusual clothes, so he asked for the same price.

You must know that Fangyuan only costs one yuan in Houhai. Generally, at the pigeon market, labor insurance shoe tickets only cost about 80 cents.

This is still talking about retail sales, that is, selling them one by one. If you want a lot, like when Fangyuan collected a large amount before, you can get it for 60 cents.

Soon Fangyuan stopped again. The stall owner was an old man in his fifties. Fangyuan knelt down and asked: "Uncle, how much does a labor insurance shoe ticket cost?"

The old man raised his head and said: "Eight cents a piece."

"Do I want to finish them all?" Fangyuan glanced at the labor insurance shoe tickets on the old man's stall. There were about twenty or thirty.

It is estimated that this old man is not a reseller. He should be from a factory, because there are many such things in factories.

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the old man glanced at him and said, "If you want to finish everything, I'll give you seventy cents."

"Seven cents! To be honest, it's a little high." Fangyuan is right. If we collect in large quantities now, the price should be between sixty cents and sixty-five cents.

The highest he has ever collected is 65 cents, but he has never collected 70 cents.

But the difference is not much. Not to mention that you can sell it for one yuan in Houhai. Even if you sell it for 80 cents, the profit is higher than that of food stamps.

But one thing is that food stamps are a necessity and sell out quickly, while these labor insurance shoe stamps are dispensable.

You must know that 99% of people wear home-made cloth shoes, and only a small number of people wear this kind of shoes.

Of course, 100% of the children in those courtyards wear these kind of labor protection shoes.

It can be said that no matter it is a military compound or a local compound, any child or young person who comes out will be wearing these kind of labor protection shoes.

You must know that this kind of labor protection shoes in this era is equivalent to the Adidas of later generations.

"Fang Yuan, otherwise I'll have to do it!" Li Yanran said from the side.

"Uh!" Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, turned his head to look at Li Yanran, and shook his head helplessly.

It is indeed not a wise thing to bring Li Yanran to Pigeon City. In Pigeon City, this is not the time to show mercy.

But Li Yanran had already said it, what else could Fangyuan say? She turned to the old man and said, "Give me all these labor insurance shoe tickets!"

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the old man quickly picked up all the shoe tickets, counted them and handed them to Fangyuan and said: "Thirty-two in total."

"Hmm!"

Fangyuan took it, handed the ticket to Li Yanran and said, "You count it, and I'll take the money."

"Oh!"

Thirty-two, seven cents each, should be twenty-two dollars and four cents.

Fangyuan handed the old man twenty-two and a half dollars and said, "Old man, pack up quickly and go back!"

"Looking for your money." After the old man counted the coins, he took out a dime and handed it to Fangyuan.

"No need." Fangyuan said and stood up.

"Just right." Li Yanran also finished counting the votes and handed them to Fangyuan.

"Well! Let's go."

"Looking for your money..." the old man was still shouting when he saw Fangyuan leaving.

Fangyuan didn't look back. If it was a young or middle-aged person, he would have accepted the dime, but if the other person was an old man, it didn't matter.

Seeing Fangyuan and Li Yanran disappear, the old man put away the money, then picked up the handkerchief on the ground and prepared to leave.

Next, the two of them wandered around the pigeon market, and Fangyuan didn't buy anything else. It wasn't until almost noon that Fangyuan was ready to take Li Yanran away.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside Pigeon City, and then someone shouted: "The red armbands are coming, everyone, run away."

Hearing this voice, Fangyuan was stunned for a moment. Fangyuan had encountered this situation several times in the past two years, but he ran away every time.

Although it has not been ten years yet, every street has a public security office.

This public security management office has great power, and it accepts the leadership of two parties, one is the street office, and the other is the police station.

The police station usually turns a blind eye to this kind of buying and selling, but this public security management office is different.

Moreover, after being caught by the Public Security Management Office and sent to the police station, the problem will become bigger. The simplest thing is that the things will be confiscated and fined, and the most serious thing is that you will have to eat cornstarch.

However, this rarely happens unless you have been dealt with several times and are a type of person who refuses to correct his mistakes. If you are caught for the first time, your fine will basically be confiscated.

Originally, Fangyuan was about to run, but when she saw Li Yanran next to her, she stopped.

"Fang Yuan, what are you doing? Run!" Li Yanran said anxiously when she saw Fangyuan standing still.

"What are you running for? Can you outrun others?" Fangyuan asked.

"Uh!" Li Yanran was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.

Because Fangyuan is right! She can't run away from others, which means running is useless.

If Fangyuan was alone, he would definitely run away, but if he had to run away with Li Yanran, he was not sure.

Since you can't run away, you might as well not run away, and nothing will happen. After all, they are just children.

Moreover, Fangyuan has already put away the things. Even if they are taken away, there is nothing they can do without the things.

There are not many people in the street security management office. Everyone is just afraid, so they run away when they see them swarming.

Although there were not many people, some unlucky people were still caught. No, more than a dozen people were caught.

Soon these people were brought to Fangyuan and Li Yanran. One of the middle-aged men with a red armband glanced at the two people and asked: "What are you doing here?"

Thanks to the fact that they are children, otherwise they would probably be pressed just like the other people.

"Can't we come and play?" Fangyuan glanced at the middle-aged man wearing a red armband and said.

"Come to play? Is this a place for you to play?"

"Why not? We saw there were a lot of people here, so we came over to play, and then we saw everyone running around."

"Director, there are only two children, otherwise forget it!" An aunt wearing a red armband came over and said.

Most of these red armbands are young people, but there are also some middle-aged people and women.

However, there are very few women, only two or three, and they are all elderly. The oldest is almost over fifty years old.

"No matter what, take it all back." The middle-aged man glared at the aunt and said.

There was nothing I could do. She was the director and she was a soft-spoken person. There was nothing the aunt could do. She came over and said to Yuan Yuan and Li Yanran, "Let's go. You guys also come back with us."

"Why should we go back with you?" Fangyuan asked, pulling Li Yanran behind him.

"Little bastard, your skin is itchy, aren't you?" The middle-aged man wearing a red armband turned his head and said to Yuan Yuan.

"Old bastard, can you try touching me?" Fang Yuan showed no sign of weakness at all, pointing directly at the middle-aged man's nose.

"You..."

Just when the middle-aged man was about to take action, a middle-aged man wearing a red armband came from the side and quickly stopped him and said: "Director, don't do this."

"Why are you stopping me? I won't be able to deal with this little brat today."

"Uncle, don't stop him. Let this old bastard deal with me. If he doesn't deal with me today, he will be a bastard." Fang Yuan said.

"Director, please calm down. You see how confident he is, I guess..."

Although the middle-aged man did not finish what he said, the director suddenly felt as if someone had poured cold water on him, and he suddenly sobered up a lot.

Even so, the middle-aged man still felt that he could not get off the stage, so he said to Yuan Yuan: "Okay, you wait, I will see if you can keep your mouth strong until the end."

"Old bastard, don't you want to deal with me? Come on! If you don't deal with me, you will be the bastard."
To be continued...