"Boss, is this Huahugou?" The little fat man looked around and then asked Fangyuan.
This kid has grown so big, this is probably his first time out of Qinghe. Yes, Huahugou is no longer the boundary of Qinghe.
"Yeah!" Fang Yuan nodded.
"Hehehehe!" The little fat man giggled a few times and said, "I thought I could only wait until I was in junior high school to go to the city, but I didn't expect to go now."
"Look at your potential." Fang Yuan kicked the little fat man on the butt and said.
"The car is here." Li Weiguo said.
Fangyuan glanced to the north, and sure enough, a bus was coming.
The bus quickly stopped in front of the three of them. Fangyuan got on first, followed by the little fat man, and finally Li Weiguo.
As soon as the three people sat down, the conductor came over and shouted: "If you haven't bought a ticket, buy one."
"Go to Deshengmen, three tickets." Fangyuan said.
"A dime."
Fangyuan quickly took out a dime and handed it over. The conductor tore up three tickets to Fangyuan, two at half price and one at full price.
"Hey! This is half cheaper than taking the bus from Qinghe." Li Weiguo stretched his head from behind and said.
"Well! Maybe this is just a distance node." Fang Yuan nodded and said.
"Oh!"
"Boss, have you two been to the city?" The little fat man heard the conversation between the two people and turned around and asked.
"I've been there! What's wrong?" Fangyuan asked.
"No, boss, you didn't even call me when you went to the city." The little fat man looked very hurt.
If this wasn't in the car, Fangyuan would have kicked him.
Although you can't kick, you can knock! No, Fang Yuan tapped the little fat man's head with his finger and said, "You were still in school when we went there."
"Uh!" The little fat man was stunned for a moment, rubbed his head and said nothing.
More than half an hour later, the bus entered Deshengmen and stopped as soon as it entered because this is a bus stop.
Fangyuan quickly stood up and walked out of the car, followed by the little fat man and Li Weiguo.
"Wow! Boss, is this the city?" The little fat man looked like he had never seen the world.
Fangyuan ignored him and pretended not to recognize him. Li Weiguo went over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Where are you now! We just entered the city."
"Okay, let's go." After finishing speaking, Fangyuan walked out of Deshengmen.
Fangyuan had no intention of entering the city when he came this time. If it weren't for the lack of a station in Pigeon City, he wouldn't have come in at all.
The three of them quickly left Deshengmen and walked north for about five or six hundred meters until they arrived at Pigeon Market.
The pigeon market is very lively today, and it’s not long before the Chinese New Year. Many people hope to prepare food before the Chinese New Year, so that they don’t have to worry about borrowing from others if they don’t have food during the Chinese New Year.
No one is rich at this time, especially during the Chinese New Year. If you don’t have enough food, you probably won’t have anywhere to borrow it.
"Boss, where is this place?" The little fat man asked in surprise when he saw the crowds of people here.
I guess I have never seen so many people! Also, as one of the four major pigeon markets in the imperial capital and the largest one, there are certainly a lot of people.
You must know that Deshengmen Pigeon Market covers half of the imperial capital. What is the concept of half of the imperial capital?
Even if one person from a hundred people, no, three hundred people comes, how many people are there?
You must know that in the current Imperial Capital, the most densely populated area is the northern half of the Imperial Capital, accounting for about one-third of the total population of the Imperial Capital.
Just when Li Weiguo was about to walk inside, Fang Yuan pulled him and said, "Wait a moment."
"What's wrong?"
Fangyuan did not answer Li Weiguo, but turned to look at the little fat man and said: "Fat man, remember, no matter what you see today, you can't tell anyone when you go back, including your parents."
"Uh! Why?"
"Why are there so many? If you don't say anything, just don't say it. If you let me know what you said when you go back, I will freeze you into a popsicle."
Hearing what Fangyuan said, the little fat man shivered in fright, tightened his legs, nodded quickly and said: "I won't say it, I definitely won't say it, not even to death."
"Hmm!"
Fangyuan then turned back to Li Weiguo and said: "We are here to sell food stamps today. Weiguo, you will go sell them later, and the two of us will be next to you."
"Ah! Let me sell it, but I can't read!" Li Weiguo said with a wry smile.
"It's okay, I'm right next to you! I'll tell you how much it will cost."
"That's it! That's no problem." As long as Fangyuan stands next to him, Li Weiguo is not afraid of anything.
"Here are you." Fangyuan took out a few bundles of coarse grain stamps and handed them to Li Weiguo.
These coarse grain stamps are basically one-pound or two-pound ones, and there are also five-pound ones.
After Li Weiguo took it, he quickly put it in his arms and looked around.
"Don't worry so much, this is the pigeon market." Fangyuan patted Li Weiguo on the shoulder and said.
In the past, Fang Yuan had no choice, because he was the only one, so he could only sell food stamps by himself, but it is different now. Now that Li Weiguo is here, he does not need to come forward.
Although Li Weiguo is not a few years older than Fangyuan, at this age, it is completely different.
To put it bluntly, Fangyuan is still too young. For an eight-year-old child, taking so many food stamps can easily arouse others' suspicion.
But Li Weiguo is different. He is a teenager. Even if he takes food stamps to sell, others will think that he sells them for his family.
These are completely two concepts, because there are many children of Li Weiguo's age in Pigeon City. Basically, the adults in the family are unwilling to come forward, and then let the children come.
Of course, they basically come out to buy food stamps, not sell them.
"Yeah!" Li Weiguo nodded.
"Let's go, let's go there."
The three of them walked into the pigeon market. At this time, Fangyuan turned to the little fat man and said, "You don't have to do anything or say anything when you get in."
"I know, boss, don't worry."
The three people quickly entered the pigeon market. There were too many people, and it was basically crowded, a bit like a temple fair in later generations.
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With Li Weiguo standing in front of them, the three of them finally found a spot and had to squeeze in.
Although there are many people in Pigeon Market, they are well organized. For example, the sellers are on both sides, and there is a road more than three meters wide in the middle to allow people to pass.
The entire Pigeon City is like this, it looks like rows of houses, and the people selling things are basically back to back.
Because it can accommodate more people.
Li Weiguo squeezed out a position and squatted on the ground. Fangyuan and the little fat man were standing behind him. It can be said that the two of them squeezed in completely.
Because there is another row of people selling things behind.
Fangyuan took a look at the nearby stalls. They basically sold miscellaneous items, and food stamps were rarely seen.
The crowd that was walking smoothly at first suddenly became chaotic when Li Weiguo took out the food stamps. Those who had passed by also moved back, and those who happened to be passing by also squatted down.
As for those who have not yet reached the back, they should also push forward. At this time, what kind of order is there? Food stamps are the most important thing.
"Little comrade, sell these food stamps to me!" A middle-aged man squatted down and said to Li Weiguo.
Just when Li Weiguo was about to agree, another middle-aged man said: "Sell it to me, little comrade, and I can give you more money."
Although Li Weiguo didn't know how to read, he also knew what it meant to give more money, so he quickly asked: "How much do you give me?"
"How about ninety cents per pound?"
The market price of pigeons is 80 cents per catty, but this thing has a price but no market. It is said to be 80 cents per catty, but if you spend 80 cents, you may not be able to buy it.
"I'll give you ninety-five cents." A young man shouted at this time.
The two middle-aged men squatting down turned to look at the young man, then turned back. One of them said: "Sell it to me for one yuan a pound."
Li Weiguo did not agree, but looked back at Fangyuan.
One yuan per pound is already very high. You must know that an ordinary employee only earns more than 30 yuan a month, and a third-level worker only earns 37.5 yuan.
Seeing Li Weiguo looking over, Fangyuan nodded casually.
Li Weiguo felt confident, so he turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Okay, I'll sell it to you."
Hearing what Li Weiguo said, the middle-aged man immediately took out the money and asked: "How much do you have?"
"One hundred catties."
Fangyuan said this because he knew that Li Weiguo didn't know how much it was.
Yes, Li Weiguo didn't take out all the food stamps that Fangyuan gave him, but just took them out and bundled them, and each bundle weighed a pound.
The middle-aged man quickly counted out ten big black tens and handed them to Li Weiguo and said: "It's exactly one hundred, you count."
Li Weiguo took the money and handed it directly to Fangyuan. Fangyuan counted exactly one hundred and put it in his schoolbag.
Seeing Fangyuan putting money into his schoolbag, Li Weiguo handed the food stamps to the middle-aged man.
After the middle-aged people received the food stamps, they didn't even count them and just crowded outside in excitement. They were probably anxious to go back to buy food.
One hundred kilograms of food stamps is not a small amount. If you buy potatoes, it will be enough for a family to eat for a while. With the ration, there will be no problem in living a good New Year.
When the others saw Li Weiguo handing the food stamps to the middle-aged man, they were about to disperse, but at this time Li Weiguo took out another bunch of food stamps.
Not only that, but there were still two kilograms of denominations packed in. People who were about to disperse gathered around again.
Fangyuan patted his forehead from behind, because he was about to ask Li Weiguo to leave!
You must know that one hundred yuan is not a small amount. This is still in the eyes of adults, and Fangyuan and the others are just three children.
But after thinking about it, it didn’t matter. Anyway, they would go to the city later, wait for a while in the city, and then go back.
In less than five minutes, the 200 kilograms of food stamps in Li Weiguo's hand were sold again, also for one yuan a kilogram.
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