Chapter 1,736 Lao Zhang wants to chop off his hand
In the early morning, the night falls and everything is silent.
At this time when he should have been soundly asleep, Lao Zhang shivered and got up from the bed, took the clothes lying aside and quickly put them on.
There are five children in his family. The eldest is already married. The remaining four, except for the fifth, are still under age. The second, third, and fourth children will all go to become educated youths in northern Shaanxi in four years.
He inquired about the situation in the rural areas of that place, and found that the poor were almost urinating blood, and those who were often hungry had to beg for food when the harvest was not good.
Therefore, in order to prevent his children from suffering, he planned to go to Pigeon Market to buy some national food stamps for his children to take with them in case of emergencies.
"What time is it?"
At this time, Lao Zhang's wife was woken up by him and sat up in a daze.
"It's almost twelve o'clock."
"The money is in the chest of drawers."
"well."
"Now that they are gone, I don't know when they will come back. If there is any, you can buy some more cloth tickets and we will make new clothes for each of the three children."
"Remember."
Lao Zhang, who was about to separate from his child, was not in a good mood. He nodded glumly, got up and put on his shoes, went to the chest of drawers, opened the drawer, and took out a small package wrapped in a handkerchief. Inside was his wife.
Prepare money.
"Let's go." He put the money in his pocket, turned around and walked out of the house. In order to avoid being discovered by the neighbors, he directly picked up the bicycle at the door and walked out. After leaving the courtyard, he got on the car and left quickly.
It took almost half an hour for Lao Zhang to leave the city from Deshengmen and arrive at the Pigeon Market next to Rending Lake with familiar familiarity.
After finding a place to hide the bicycle, he used his flashlight to look towards the shadowy market not far away, with lights flashing like will-o'-the-wisps.
"Eh?"
Arriving at the Pigeon Market, Lao Zhang couldn't help but be stunned. Today, the Pigeon Market, which used to be bustling and bustling, had surprisingly few people, few stalls, and few people buying things.
However, he didn't think much about it. He just thought that these people didn't like to go out because of the cold weather, so he turned around and started shopping along one stall after another with a flashlight.
After completing most of the circle, he didn't even have enough food stamps to buy, not to mention the cloth stamps his wife asked for. He asked several stalls and only managed to get 20 kilograms of national food stamps, which was not even enough to fill his teeth.
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"It's so weird!"
Lao Zhang couldn't help but cursed, walked up to a ticket seller, and asked: "Brother, are there any national food stamps?"
"It's not much, let me show you." The ticket seller, who was wrapped up tightly and didn't even show his face, took out a large ticket from his pocket, clicked it and found four kilograms of national food stamps and gave it to him: "
That's it, four pounds. The price of this thing has increased recently, it's 45 cents per pound."
"That's it?" Lao Zhang counted the money to him dissatisfied and wondered: "Brother, why are there so few people today? Why are none of those big bad guys in the past missing?"
"They all went to the scrapyard."
"The scrapyard? Isn't that where you live in blind flow? There's also a pigeon market there?"
"You don't know? Mr. Du San has set up a pigeon market there, and all the top bad guys in the city have been called to support him."
"Oh, that's what happened. Thanks, brother."
Lao Zhang nodded suddenly, pondered for a moment, then turned around and left the pigeon market, found his bicycle and rushed to the scrapyard.
At about one o'clock, he arrived at the scrap yard. Just like before, he found a place to hide the car before moving forward.
Not long after walking, Lao Zhang met a man who was also wrapped up tightly and walked towards the scrapyard. After the two looked at each other, they didn't say anything and each walked forward with their heads downcast.
Soon the two of them came closer and saw a young man holding a lantern swinging at an entrance. Seeing them coming, he hurriedly greeted them: "Are you coming to Pigeon Market? Just walk along this road."
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"well."
"Thank you for that."
The two of them agreed and hurriedly followed the young man's guidance and continued forward. They followed a winding path and soon arrived outside the open space.
At this time, this empty space had completely lost its previous desertedness. There were two rows of stalls on the north and south sides. It was impossible to see them from beginning to end. The middle was full of people, but there was basically no movement.
Like walking at night.
"This pigeon market is quite big!"
Lao Zhang stood outside in surprise and looked around for a few times, then hurriedly stepped forward, and was immediately attracted by those houses. He glanced at each one, and walked into the first one with curiosity.
In a room with a sign that sells used coupons.
There were quite a few people in the house at this time, fifteen or sixteen people, most of whom were buying and selling old things.
He soon noticed the most eye-catching ticket buying and selling counter in the house. Seeing a large number of colorfully displayed tickets, his eyes suddenly lit up and he hurried forward to drink tea with Zheng Leisurely.
Dou Laodao asked: "Old man, are there any national food stamps?"
"Yes, how much do you want?"
"Two hundred pounds."
"Just a moment."
The old man was over ninety years old, but he had quick hands and sharp eyesight. He quickly found a stack of national food stamps, counted out two hundred kilograms and put them on the cabinet. He smiled and said: "Forty-five cents per kilogram, two hundred kilograms and ninety yuan."
"You're tired."
Lao Zhang quickly gave the money and stuffed the food stamps into the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket. He felt relieved that he had accomplished the main purpose of his trip.
Then he bought another twenty feet of cloth tickets, and then walked around the house again, and found that there were quite a lot of miscellaneous things on sale, and the prices were not expensive. He couldn't help but buy an old soldering iron.
He left the house with a plate of tin wire.
Standing at the door, he looked at the room next door and saw more people inside, so he couldn't help but curious and walked in.
When he saw the pieces of meat in the house, Lao Zhang's eyes widened. This was the first time in his life that he had seen so much meat.
He quickly asked someone to inquire, and when he learned that what was being sold was beef and mutton, he was instantly moved. So he immediately stepped forward and bought five kilograms of mutton, preparing to go back and prepare a meal of mutton-boiled meat for his children.
After a while, Lao Zhang came out carrying the meat tied with hemp rope. This time he didn't even hesitate. He turned around and entered the third room, wanting to see what surprises there could be for him.
Then Lao Zhang was restrained again.
There aren't many things in this house, but whatever you pick out is a rarity today.
Especially watches, which are rarely seen outside. There is a whole cabinet of imported watches that are no longer available here, and they are all brand new.
There is also milk powder, which is hard to get, but there are jars and jars of it here!
"How beautiful!"
Lao Zhang was lying on the counter looking at a shiny Ingener watch, his mouth watering with greed.
There are two things that fascinate men the most during this period, one is a bicycle and the other is a watch, the kind they want in their dreams.
Wan Xiaotian happened to be free at this time, and saw Lao Zhang lying on the counter eagerly, with an understanding smile on his face. He almost drowned in saliva when he saw Chu Heng taking out these watches.
"Which buddy do you like? I'll show it to you." Wan Xiaotian stepped forward and greeted.
"This is Ingner's." Lao Zhang quickly pointed to the watch he was interested in. The leather strap, bright silver dial, and beautiful dark gold pattern made him love it so much.
"Hold it, don't knock it." Wan Xiaotian carefully put the brand new watch on the counter: "This one is one hundred and seventy."
"How many?"
Lao Zhang raised his head in astonishment, thinking that he heard wrongly. He had seen this watch in a department store, it cost 181 yuan, and he had to ask for a ticket.
"One hundred and seventeen." Wan Xiaotian looked at his dumbfounded expression with a smile and thought Beier was interesting.
"Gudong!"
Lao Zhang's heart skipped a beat again, but he didn't have any money, and he certainly couldn't give it to his wife when he got home. He could only play with it and return the watch, then looked at other things, and couldn't help but buy two kilograms of sugar and ten pounds of sugar.
Only after Jin Bai Mian reluctantly left.
Standing at the door, Lao Zhang, who had spent all his personal money, touched his pocket and saw that there was only thirty cents left, and he wanted to chop it off.
