Chapter 529: Selling Sweet Potatoes on a Snowy Day
It was another market day, and the gangster went to Luzhen with a gun on his back. Although the state explicitly banned guns, in this deserted village, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, so no one reported him for a while. He was walking on the streets of Luzhen with a gun.
Pedestrians passing by, whether they were gangsters or scoundrels, would avoid any conflict when they saw the gangster. Even if the gangster slapped them on the face, that would not matter.
Dare to speak up.
Of course there are police in Lu Town, but in this remote place, even the police are afraid because they heard that they will suffer a bloody disaster in the future, and they dare not take the law too seriously in the process of enforcing the law.
Granted, but there is nothing that can be done.
No, after the policeman had his fortune told, he knew that he would be in big trouble in the near future. He met the gangster and saw him walking swaggering on the street, acting recklessly, and he didn't dare to say anything. Gangster
Wherever the bandit passed, there was a scene of shock. Everyone fled one after another, not daring to stay for a moment. Otherwise, they would have been shot in vain. Who would they ask to defend themselves? The black bandit had been wandering on the street all day.
He was a little thirsty, but he didn't want to drink water, because since he got this gun, he had money, and as for drinking water, because it didn't taste good, he wanted to drink something good. At this time, he saw the street
There is a small stall on top.
At this time, the black bandit stepped forward, gun in hand, and stood in front of the stall owner. The stall owner, facing this fierce-looking man, did not dare to say anything for a while. The black bandit spoke to him.
, while eating other people's sweet potatoes, and when I came across one that was difficult to peel, even if it was a big one, I didn't want it at this time, because I couldn't peel it, and it became dirty, not only covered with mud, but even the
The dirt on some of my nails is also stuck on them, which looks very unsightly.
Of course, when I saw that my cold potatoes had become like this, even dirtier than feces, as a stall owner, although I felt very distressed, I didn't dare to say "no" because I saw this black bandit carrying
A gun, this slightly offends him, it will be bad if he shoots himself. At this time, the gangster was also followed by several brothers. He originally followed the gangster in order to get some money.
It is good to make, steal some money, or rob some things.
Moreover, following this black bandit on the streets of Luzhen, even if he was caught by people, he would not dare to do anything to himself. At most, he would just sigh. Some people even saw the brother of this black bandit coming.
He took the initiative to welcome these people back to his house, and then served them with good food and wine. At night, this opened the door for them, and he went out with excuses and gave the bed to the gangster's brother.
And isn’t the pretty woman wearing nothing lying on the bed her own wife?
These people followed the black bandit every day, and this day they gathered in front of the cold potato stall owner again. They saw the black bandit eating the cold potato for nothing. At this time, they also came up to him and praised the coolness of the stall owner.
The potatoes were planted well, so he began to peel them and eat them. When a customer asked Hei Bandit if the cold potatoes were delicious, Hei Bandit said loudly, "It's not delicious!"
Therefore, the cold potatoes were sold until night, and people on the streets of Luzhen went back to the capital one after another. However, the cold potato vendor could not sell a single sweet potato, and at this time, he was eaten by the gangsters again.
There are quite a few, and the rest are already not very good-looking. If you want to sell these cold potatoes, I'm afraid you won't be able to sell them.
"You can't sell your cold potatoes." The black bandit looked at the stall owner and said.
"If you can't sell it, you have to sell it. You can't pick it back. Besides, the big ship going back this time is gone, so it has to be sold. Otherwise, I won't have the strength to pick it back for such a long journey.
"The stall owner said this.
"Otherwise, just sell your cold potatoes to me." The black bandit said while burping.
"Okay." The stall owner replied with a smile.
"How much does it cost?" the gangster asked.
"How much do you give?" the stall owner asked.
"How about a dime?" the black bandit looked at the remaining jicama and asked.
"What, there are at least hundreds of kilograms of goods, and you only pay ten cents?" The stall owner was very surprised.
"Yes." The black bandit looked serious.
Although there are only some unsightly jicama left, and all the good-looking ones were eaten by the black bandit, it must be because he has a gun. Otherwise, the stall owner seems to be a strong man, and he should not fight him. But he
Since you have a gun, if you fight with it yourself, your life may be in danger. It is the lesser of two evils, so just be patient.
However, the stall owner believes that even if this is the case, no matter how ugly the remaining goods are, selling them should not be a problem. Because after all, there are not a few people in Lu Town, and in such a big town, this little cold potato is not a problem at all.
It can be sold, and it can even be sold at a good price.
However, the number of people on the street gradually decreased. People looked at the cold potatoes and found that each one was either missing a piece of meat or had some runny nose or other things on it, so they did not dare to come forward to buy it. What's more,
At this time, the gangster was eating beside him and talking bad things about the cold potatoes to the customer. He even said that he had diarrhea after eating these cold potatoes.
People looked at the black bandit. There was really a lot of shit on his clothes and hands, and they claimed that the shit was caused by eating the sweet potato. People didn't dare to have diarrhea, because if they went there, they wouldn't be able to do it.
I'm not going to play, of course I'm going to visit relatives. I'm having diarrhea and I look very ugly. Are you embarrassed to let your relatives see it?
For this reason, the customer just took one look at it and did not dare to stay there, let alone buy the cold potato. The stall owner was very disgusted with the black bandit at this time, not to mention eating his own.
He wanted to speak ill of his Liangshu and hinder his business. He originally wanted to make a big move with him, but after looking at the black gun, he could only lower his head silently for a moment.
This black bandit really had diarrhea because he ate too many cold potatoes. He was not ashamed of it, but he used this attitude to publicize the bad qualities of this cold potato to passers-by. And after hearing what the black bandit said, people started to
After looking at his look, I really believed him. He shook his head and left. The stall owner cried for a moment when he saw this gangster like this.
Yes, in front of this man with a gun, the stall owner had no way to deal with him for a moment. Even with his own strength, so what, this gun is extremely powerful, so what is strength? Seeing that the sky is gradually getting dark.
, and this stall owner only sold one jicama in a day, and this one was the smallest among all the jicama.
Not only that, it started to rain for some unknown reason at this time, and it was very bad for the sweet potato sellers to encounter this rainy day, because people are not thirsty on rainy days, which may be better for the candy sellers.
But selling cold potatoes is definitely not possible. The weather suddenly became rainy and snowy. People did not dare to go out at this time. In addition, there were gunmen like gangsters, which made it even more difficult.
Dare to come out.
The street was in a state of depression for a while, and because of the deliciousness of the cold potatoes, the gangster insisted on buying hundreds of kilograms of goods for just ten cents. When the stall owner heard the price offered by the gangster, he was so excited
I didn't believe my ears, but after looking at the sky and the empty street, I agreed.
In this way, the gangster bought the stall owner a hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes for just one cent. When the stall owner was packing up his things, you could clearly see his tears. He had planted these on the mountain.
I didn’t know how much effort I put into picking up Lu Zhen on the mountain. I originally wanted to cut two kilograms of beef in Lu Zhen after selling the cold potatoes and go back to drink. But after looking at the dime in my hand, this is enough.
What to buy?
After the stall owner left, the black bandit sat next to the cold potato again and kept shouting. Of course, he put on a clean clothes at this time, and the rain and snow in the sky gradually stopped at this time. Not only
In this way, the sky seemed to change from night to day in an instant, and the scorching sun moved back a little from the west sky, and the time seemed to still stay around the afternoon.
Because the weather was too hot, people came out of Luzhen one after another, walking around on the empty streets, either looking at this beautiful woman, or listening to the beautiful music floating in the air, but
People come out this time mainly to go to the black bandit’s stall and buy one or two sweet potatoes. Of course, people go to the black bandit’s stall to buy these sweet potatoes.
Just to prevent this gunman from invading me, it seems that as long as I buy a handful of jicama from this person, then even if this person has a heart like a snake and a scorpion, he will definitely not cause any harm to me.
At this time, the weather was too hot, with a high temperature of 40 degrees Celsius, so people had to go out and hang out. When they saw the black bandit's sweet potato, they had to buy it. But for some reason, the black bandit's sweet potato was very bad.
They are beautiful, crooked, and even covered with mud. They are expensive, with a jicama costing almost a hundred yuan.
Although it is so expensive, people flock to it. It seems that they can't spend the hot night safely without eating a cold potato. Even if you spend more money, it is worth it.
So many sweet potatoes were sold in the blink of an eye. Excluding the cost of a dime, the profit was really huge. At this time, with the money, the gangster left Lu Town again, but in
When I left, I looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late and night was coming.
When I was about to walk back, I found a big boat floating in the distance for some reason. The big boat docked right in front of the black bandit. The black bandit got on the big ship. At this time, a man quietly looked out of the window of the ship.
Counting the profits earned this day, I couldn’t even close my mouth with laughter.