Chapter 65 Purchasing of Northeast Local Specialties
Spring City is quite good now, with an industrial foundation and a large population.
A large number of buildings, gymnasiums, hotels, and movie studios were built before 65 years ago.
Li Xuewu was riding his bicycle around, browsing the different scenery of this era.
I wandered to Renmin Street, which is still called Stalin Street. The vendors in the street were standing next to each other. When I looked up, I saw people inside.
Li Xuewu turned into a small alley and found a deserted place to collect his bicycle and the contents of his satchel. He carried nothing else and squeezed into the crowd with an empty satchel on his back.
Not only did Li Xuewu have money in his bag, but his senior brother was also there, so he couldn't reveal it.
Strolling around, looking left and right.
They sell dried fruits, hardware, frozen pears, dried fungus, and all kinds of merchandise. It's really quite comprehensive.
There is no need to doubt the nature of these stalls, the products of public-private partnership.
Li Xuewu wandered around for a while, and when he was looking at the food on the stall, someone pulled his sleeve.
Li Xuewu turned around and saw a young man wearing a white cotton mask on his face and a dog-skin hat on his head.
Why is it that he is still a young man even though he is surrounded so tightly?
Because his eyes were exposed, his figure was not bent, he was wearing a shabby military coat, and his hands were folded into the cuffs.
Seeing Li Xuewu looking at him, he gave Li Xuewu a wink and followed him.
Li Xuewu found this guy's sinister look interesting, so he looked around and followed him.
The young man led Li Xuewu into a short brick house in an alley.
There was only a kang and a stove in the house, and a half-year-old child was lighting the fire and playing Galaha in his hands.
"Tiantantantan, Tiantantantan, stewed pig's feet with japonica rice and dry rice, father eats one and mother eats two, leaving a big Galaha for the little bald girl."
The room is quite warm.
The young man ignored the older child and glanced outside, then said, "I see you've been wandering around for a long time and haven't bought anything. Do you have a ticket?"
When Li Xuewu heard this, there was something going on.
"how
With it? Do you have it?"
The young man didn't care about Li Xuewu's tone: "Yes, do you want it?"
Li Xuewu took out a cigarette and handed one to the young man, lit it and asked, "What do you have?"
The young man saw that the cigarette Li Xuewu handed him was good, and asked such a big question. It seemed that he was a big guy.
The young man stopped playing riddles and kicked the half-grown child. The child put away the Galax and slipped out of the door, squatting at the entrance of the alley with his arms folded.
At this moment, the young man said, "There are food stamps, cloth stamps, gas stamps, coal stamps, and all kinds of stamps. There are even menstrual belt stamps for women. What do you want?"
Li Xuewu heard that this young man sounded quite loud. The more such a person does, the less sure he is about doing things.
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he looked at the masked ticket seller in the smoke and asked the price of each ticket type. Seeing that the masked ticket seller was about to be asked, he became anxious.
"What do you want?"
Li Xuewu smiled and said, "There is nothing needed."
The masked man was anxious, "Gan, are you kidding me? I think your flute is not a flute, you have it cut short!"
As he spoke, he took out the bayonet from his sheath.
The bayonet looked like a bayonet with a 38-inch cap. It was slender and bright. The masked man held it in his hand and gestured at Li Xuewu.
Li Xuewu stepped back, reached to his lower back and took out the big five-four from the space and carried it in his hand.
Before Li Xuewu could speak, the masked man opposite dropped his bayonet at his feet and knelt on the ground with a bang.
"I am a front-line leader, and I am just messing around with the cannons. In front of a kid like you, I am just a piece of chicken. I don't even have a piece of it. You hero, please don't show off your skills at me."
Li Xuewu threw away his cigarette butt and waved his May 4 at the masked man to signal him to get up.
Masked guest is scared
I stood up in shock and couldn't help but think, why is it so difficult for me to aim while kneeling.
What this guy said was all slang. Li Xuewu didn't understand it and couldn't understand it, but he could probably understand some of the meaning.
Li Xuewu looked at the masked customer with trembling legs and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not short of tickets, I'm short of Northeastern specialty products, I'm a purchasing agent for Northeastern specialty products, you understand."
As soon as the other person opened his mouth, the masked man knew that this person was a loophole.
The masked man suddenly stood up straight, took off his dog-skin hat, and opened his mask. He saw that the hair on the top of his head was wet with sweat and stuck to his head. It was still steaming. He didn't know it was because of the heat in the room.
It was Li Xuewu who was scared.
He took out a box of Dazhuang from his pocket, knocked out a cigarette and handed it to Li Xuewu. Apparently he had lost all fear in his heart. When he saw Li Xuewu took the cigarette and lit it for Li Xuewu, he spoke politely.
"I know, I know, after all, we are all coders, what's wrong with you, brother?"
Li Xuewu blew out a puff of cigarette with a smile, took the May Fourth Movement from his sleeve, and said, "Anyway, it's not from the Northeast."
The masked guest smiled a lot when he heard this, and he laughed and said, "It seems that he is an old guest from Guanli. As long as he is not a jumper, it will be fine. What, do you need my help for anything? If you have anything, just tell me.
I understand the rules of the world, and I, Da Chun'er, can still stand up here."
The little boy looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, but the words in his mouth are full of Jianghu aura.
Thinking about the speed at which he knelt down just now, he had also received many beatings from society.
But not a word of what such people say is true, and not even their names are necessarily true.
"I came here empty-handed. I wanted to see the local market. Some local specialties from Guanli want to be dispersed here. I also want to bring some local specialties back from here. As I said just now, I am a local speciality.
purchasing agent”
Dachun said happily, "Purchasing agent, purchasing agent, that's a good word. Is this a jargon in Guanli? We all
I'm a shopping agent. What do you want to buy for me? I'm local. I walk through the entire Langer Stalin Street (pronounced gai, one sound). No one on the street knows that I have a wide range of roads in Dachun. As long as the price is right, I can do anything.
Get it for you”
Li Xuewu puffed out smoke and looked at him, until Dachun was stared at unnaturally, then he said, "The amount is a bit big, you may not be able to eat it. You said just now that you are a thread guy, a connector, right? There must be more behind you."
There is a shopkeeper, why? Isn't it convenient for me to meet him?"
When Dachun saw that others didn't believe him when he boasted, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that others couldn't believe him no matter what he said, and they wouldn't say anything to him.
But seeing that this was against the rules, I was very embarrassed, but I also thought that this was an opportunity and I didn't want to miss it. If I could get on this line, I would be able to gain weight by eating everything that slipped through the cracks of other people's fingers.
Da Chun'er asked carefully, "Can you tell me the amount?"
Li Xuewu calculated how much he could earn this time, and then calculated the volume of the space, and then said to Dachun, "I can transfer 4 train skins into the customs at any time, how much do you think?"
As soon as he heard this, Da Chun'er's caution disappeared in an instant. He didn't run out of a mental hospital, did he? He was too bragging. Why didn't he say that he was Minister of Iron and Steel?
"Brother, I, Da Chun'er, have been dominating the market for many years. I am as big as a stick, and I earn about dozens of dollars a day. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, and I can't even hold that stick. Don't look for it without a glance.
I'm carrying an eggplant, and I'm waiting for it to cool down."
Li Xuewu nodded the cigarette butt in his hand, flicked the ashes, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I don't believe it if you leave it to me. If you have any ideas, you can come to me, but be mentally prepared when you come to me again. I
If you don’t place small orders, I will trade in this market before 4pm today.”
Seeing Li Xuewu throw away the cigarette butts and walk out of the house, without looking back, towards the entrance of the alley, Da Chun'er was really murmuring in her heart, not knowing whether this person was telling the truth.
He gritted his teeth, put on his dog-skin hat, opened the door and ran into the alley.
