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Chapter 93 Eighty Eggs for a Bag of Potato Chips

Chapter 93, Eighty eggs for a bag of potato chips

Wu Xi and Mo Bai wouldn't tell anyone anyway.

At this time, Mo Bai returned home to meet his parents and had the same idea as Wu Xi.

It was too cold to go out, so Mo Bai's parents walked around the dining table, and there was less free space in the living room. Mo Bai's mother brought out a pot of stewed ribs: "Bring it to Captain Gu to eat. We won't be able to fit in the food at home."

Wu Xi and Mo Bai went home to have a look because they were in a bad mood. After reading it, they didn't know whether to thank the bad weather or thank the bad weather. The family was living a better life than they had ever had before.

Gu Sheng parked his car and was alone on the street. He put his gun across his lap, put down his seat and waited for the call.

Tonight, coincidentally, there have been no calls since Ye Lin arrived, allowing Gu Sheng, Ye Lin and others to enjoy a comfortable late-night snack of cakes, chocolate and hot drinks.

When it was one o'clock, Gu Sheng called Yang Jun.

Gu Sheng knew that Yang Jun was still awake. Yang Jun was accustomed to the nightlife and often went to bed early in the morning. He rarely showed up at the Public Security Bureau in the morning.

Ken showed up at Gu Sheng's office early in the morning because he was stimulated by Jiang Ping.

When she drank half of the drink and Yue Feng's rambling chat got to the point, Ye Lin was stunned.

Well, Her Majesty the Queen is here to support you.

Slowly, he said: "It can't be so expensive. On the black market, a bag of eggs can be exchanged for up to fifty eggs."

Gu Sheng thought like this, his heart full of love still couldn't let go.

He looked over with bright dark eyes.

Gu Sheng: "Tomorrow morning in Huaguang Commercial District, I think we must have a good hotel to treat guests."

They don't know how to do business, but they still buy and sell for fun. Everyone thinks they are a master of manipulation.

Gu Sheng had an idea in his mind, so he simply asked Yang Jun to be happy until midnight and see Zhenzhang tomorrow.

But I'm free at the moment and I might have something to do in the early morning, so I can only call him now.

"That person in the press center, what, you changed your mind? That's the end of the matter."

He slapped his forehead with his hand: "I forgot, I actually forgot,"

But for those who are prepared and have the strength, of course they can live well.

However, Yue Feng brought out two cups of ginger-date hot tea from the kitchen and placed them in front of Ye Lin: "This is no worse than chocolate. In fact, I prefer drinking this every time after finishing snow sports."

The temperature has changed in just a few days.

Think about it, most of the people in the Public Security Bureau are just like Yang Jun. They are anxious every day, and their eyes burst out with fire when they talk about commodity prices. This can only mean they are losing money again in business.

Ye Lin is convinced that most Chinese people respect their drinks, and she is no exception.

Gu Sheng originally wanted to wait until Yang Jun went to bed in the early morning before beating him. This old boy was harassing him for a good night's sleep, so he also harassed him.

And his negligence today resulted in him sending snacks to His Majesty tomorrow, which was really inappropriate.

Eighty eggs are exchanged for a bag of potato chips, or the smallest size bag. What is the price?

Yang Jun had a splitting headache, which reminded him that if he had lived an honest life when the weather dropped and kept the supplies in hand, he would still be living well now.

The ridiculous prices cannot earn the poor money. The poor people have thirty to fifty eggs, and the whole family can happily eat them for a while.

Maybe I thought of it in a flash at the time, but the glass cabin is transparent, with exquisite seats and two young people. An extra servant will affect the look and feel, and the full snacks are not suitable for the camera.

Putting down his phone, Gu Sheng thought, why is Yang Jun unhappy?

It must be for business. It is definitely not enough to support seven families with the current prices, but with the things I have accumulated and living with my head, I will not be short in these few days.

"I will definitely give it to her tomorrow."

As far as Gu Sheng knew, a bag of potato chips weighing 30 to 50 grams can be sold for 30 to 50 eggs on the black market.

As he said himself, he used to be a playboy, and the importance of snacks to girls is different from the moment he arrives early to the moment he arrives late.

Keep thinking about Her Majesty the Queen. She is also beautiful when she eats. Seeing how sweet her food is, the chefs will treat her as a close friend.

Gu Sheng patted his head again, as if this would make his memory stronger.

I was thinking about how much delicious food I would cook for Her Majesty the Queen tomorrow, when I suddenly let out an annoyed sound and sat up.

Yue Feng stipulated that she go home on time. Ye Lin got up early at six o'clock every day. After breakfast, she took a short break as usual and then exercised together.

Her Majesty wanted to taste cigarettes, and her own habits set a bad example for her.

This can be seen from the fact that the Gu Sheng trio have to wander around the streets every night and cannot sleep peacefully in the office.

Gu Sheng: "Okay."

Not to be outdone, the young sixth aunt twisted her waist and said, "Huh, eldest sister is also changing snacks, and everyone else is changing them. Why can't we ladies change them? If your son wants to eat them, what can I do?"

Only rich people who have abundant supplies but no snacks will be greedy for snacks and change them.

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay, tomorrow?"

At this time, the many convenience stores that used to be on the streets have disappeared. After the rationing system began, some people lost their jobs, while others worked overtime. None of them had the time or mood to eat snacks or have any spare money.

I have always wanted to make money, guessing the market trends every day, buying and selling, and the result is now like this.

Yang Jun's voice didn't sound happy, and he didn't even react at first: "What's going on?"

His thoughts were changing. He occasionally thought about the extent of Yang Jun's business losses, and he was still unhappy most of the night.

"Captain Yang, I promise you what you asked me to help with. Let's agree first. I will bring someone to you, but you are not allowed to hurt him."

Yue Feng asked naturally: "Do you know how to smoke?"

"Yes, Dad, didn't you say you love me the most?" The adult was so tossing, but the child didn't sleep either.

Ye Lin warned herself to lose her temper and recalled Yue Feng's last question: What did you like in school, singing or dancing? He was the first to answer that he had always liked sports.

Gu Sheng half sat up and put the cigarette case on the passenger seat. He had a young temper, and the whole cartons of cigarettes he opened were scattered on the seat. He opened a pack, thought about it, and put it down again.

People who are too greedy tend to be a group, and chaos will come early.

That’s right, the black market now does not accept cash or transfers, it only accepts barter.

Deserve it.

Xiao Pei has hoarded a lot of snacks, chocolates, potato chips, and various fruit juice candies. Gu Sheng is a romantic person. Tonight, he only considers that the glass cabin is like a blooming rainbow. The furnishings next to the queen's throne must be simple. The milk-white tabletop is decorated with red and orange snacks.

The green, blue, and purple colors must look good. I forgot to bring a cart of snacks for Her Majesty the Queen.

Yang Jun became angry again and shouted: "That's because you want to eat too much and others have noticed."

Aunt Six sneered: "This is the price, otherwise I won't exchange it. What can I do? I asked you a few days ago, but you refused to send it. I exchanged four hundred eggs today, and you showed up.

Why are you just watching us ladies eat some snacks? This is unreasonable."

Yang Jun laughed: "I understand, I'll treat you to this meal. When you arrive, you leave, and I'll order a table for you next door, how about it?"

Punish yourself and don't smoke now.

"Snapped!"

Yang Jun pounded the table again and yelled at his sixth aunt: "Four hundred eggs for five bags of potato chips, eighty eggs for one bag. You prodigal bitch, I shouldn't have wanted you in the first place!"

Another quarrel broke out with Yue Feng, but Ye Lin didn't expect it.

The temperature has only dropped for a few days, and if I wasn't too greedy, I wouldn't be too exhausted.

Yang Jun choked and couldn't say the curse words below.

I've seen part of the Queen's freight manifest, and there are no snacks on it.

In a house on a certain street.

The previous sentence asked if the school dormitory manager is easy to talk to. He was the first to answer that once he had to go to the girls' dormitory to inform the school athletes, and was interrogated by the dormitory manager for a long time.

morning.

Good sleep.

Asking for votes.

(End of chapter)


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