Chu Heng, who had just slept for three hours, quietly opened his eyes.
He put on his cotton clothes rustlingly and sneaked out of the office. When he passed by the small kitchen, he glanced at Ni Yinghong who was sleeping soundly by the fire of the coal stove, and then tiptoed to the front room.
After quietly opening the lock and then locking it from the outside, he relaxed and rode his bicycle to Pigeon Market.
Not long after the man left, Ni Yinghong, who had been awakened by him, quietly opened her eyes. She took a long breath, let go of the sharp screwdriver tightly clenched in her palm, yawned and muttered: "Sneaky,
You must have done nothing good."
This girl had a quiet temperament and didn't like to meddle in other people's business, so she didn't think too much about it. She put her head on the pillow filled with rice husks and fell asleep sweetly.
Chu Heng, who still didn't know that he had been discovered, was galloping like a black arrow through the silent and deserted Forty-Nine City.
In less than twenty minutes, he arrived at the place. Unexpectedly, Ergou arrived earlier than him.
Chu Heng stood in the darkness and saw the flickering lights in the market from a distance. He could vaguely see two figures shivering in the cold wind under the moonlight.
This old dog still followed the old routine. He walked around the neighborhood first to make sure there was no danger, then ran to the hidden alley, took out the goods Ergou wanted, and then waved his flashlight into the market, attracting
They come over.
Seeing the lights, Ergou, who was almost frozen, quickly pushed the cart with his companions and ran over.
"Brother, I'm just waiting for you." Ergou said with a smile on his face and handed him a cigarette.
"No time to talk nonsense, everything is inside, just take the money and leave." Chu Heng put his hands in his sleeves and shivered in the leeward place.
"Brother, please wait a moment if you're tired. I'll take a look at the goods first." Ergou whispered, then walked into the alley with the man next to him, and soon walked out again, carrying a stack of items that had been prepared long ago.
He handed over the whole banknote: "You count it, one hundred and four."
Chu Heng didn't even count, so he took it and put it into his pocket, and asked him, "How much will I want next time?"
"Brother, I have formed a partnership with my brother. We have enough money now. Can we order more?" Ergou pointed to the man next to him and introduced: "This is Dakui. I'm young, so there won't be any problems."
"Who you partner with is your business. Hurry up and tell us how much you want." Chu Heng asked impatiently.
"One hundred kilograms of rice, one hundred kilograms of white flour, five hundred kilograms of stick noodles, and fifty kilograms of oil. We may need them tomorrow. Brother, please pay attention to the grocery store and wait for my news." Ergou said quickly.
"Okay, remember to bring the bag back to me next time. This thing is difficult to handle." Chu Heng ordered, turned around and disappeared into the night.
When he walked away, Dakui, who had not said a word the whole time, finally spoke and asked Ergou in a loud voice: "Gouzi, where did this man come from? He really got food!"
"You don't care where he comes from, as long as we make money, it's fine. If we sell these things, we can make more than 20 yuan. Our brothers are going to make a fortune, you know!" Ergou rubbed his hands with excitement on his face,
He quickly asked him to load the car in case he had a long night and had many dreams.
Chu Heng was also very excited at the moment.
Although he only got 140 yuan from Ergou in this transaction, it was not even as much as he earned from setting up his own stall.
But the meaning of this more than one hundred yuan is different. It means that he has completely escaped from the dangerous life of setting up a stall and has officially become an upstream supplier.
And this one hundred and forty yuan is just the beginning.
Human desires are endless. I believe that after Ergou tastes the sweetness, his pace will become bigger and bigger!
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early morning.
After Chu Heng got up and washed up, he wanted to invite Ni Yinghong to have breakfast with him, but the girl didn't want to, so he had to go to the breakfast stall alone.
A bowl of sweet soy milk and a few golden fried dough sticks cost him 17 cents, and it was a very satisfying meal.
When he returned to the shop with his mouth full of oil, Miss Yinghong was still standing miserably in front of the door, waiting for her family to come and feed her.
"The fried dough sticks served at the breakfast stall are very crispy, and the soy milk is also very thick." He walked to the girl's side in a sly manner, with swaying smoke floating in the big front door in his mouth, and he enthusiastically shared his experience.
"Virtue."
The girl rolled her eyes at him and secretly touched her shriveled belly. She was really hungry!
"Eat a piece of candy, let's stick it out." Chu Heng took out a piece of toffee and put it into her hand, then walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
The girl angrily peeled off the candy wrapper, first stretched out her pink tongue to carefully lick off the transparent sugar coating remaining on the paper, and then put the candy into her mouth. The sweet taste made her feel as if her life had been extended for ten years. minute.
Ni Yinghong waited for a while, and Ni Chen, who had gotten up late, finally arrived. The old man dropped two lunch boxes, and left in a panic with his big luggage bag in the girl's resentful eyes. Even the man standing aside Chu Heng didn't even have time to take a look.
After the hungry girl finished her breakfast, the aunts began to arrive one after another.
As usual, they were cleaning and having a tea party.
During this period, an aunt named Zhang mysteriously shared a shocking giant melon with everyone.
The day before yesterday, a family named Zhao in the south of the city found a four-tael large yellow croaker in the mezzanine while clearing away old furniture. They took it to the People's Bank of China and exchanged it for more than 900 yuan the same day. They bought it all the next day.
This news is tantamount to winning the jackpot by buying lottery tickets in later generations, and it really makes all the aunties envious.
Even some aunts who have old furniture at home have begun planning to take it apart when they go home at night.
When Chu Heng heard the news, he was not very envious. The grains in his warehouse could also be regarded as gold bars in a sense.
However, this reminded him of the gold bull market in the 1970s. In his mind, the highest price was more than $800 an ounce, and the increase in the past ten years reached a terrifying more than 20 times.
Unfortunately, China at this time did not allow private gold trading, otherwise he could still make some pension money from it.
Because of this melon, today's grain stores are filled with the smell of money.
Chu Heng would often hear words like gold bars, yellow croakers, nine hundred yuan, radios, big watches, etc. from the mouths of store employees or customers, and his ears almost grew calluses.
Even the director, a half-buried old man, was not exempt from the vulgarity. He kept talking about big yellow croakers, old furniture and so on in the office, which annoyed him to death.
It wasn't until he got off work that Chu Heng finally escaped from the sea of copper odor caused by the giant yellow croaker.
"Everyone, what are you thinking about? You can really dismantle the gold bars if it's just an old piece of furniture."
At the door of the unit, Chu Heng, who was about to leave, glanced at his colleagues who were almost stunned, couldn't help but smile for a while, and then quickly drove away in his car.
After arriving home, before he could light the coal stove, the third uncle Yan Bugui came over happily.