Thirty seconds later, looking at the hawker who had disappeared behind him, Commissioner Huang wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained with some fear.
"Grandma, I was almost deceived by you. I spent 20,000 yuan to buy a tortoise? Why didn't you go and grab it! No, I didn't just buy a tortoise, but I paid 20,000 yuan to buy pot meat! This damn thing is dragon meat.
Isn’t it? Isn’t he just a bastard! Oh, I almost fell into the trap of your grandson.”
Taking out the 300 yuan in his hand, Commissioner Huang curled his lips disdainfully, "If you say 20 yuan a pound, I can bear it. Even if I give you 300 yuan, I will accept it. Damn it, 20,000 yuan."
?Who are you kidding? You think I don’t know the market price!”
If the hawker heard what Commissioner Huang said, I wonder if he would cry until he fainted.
You know the going price? You know the shit going price! You poor guy was totally scared away, okay!!
Twenty yuan per pound? How can you bear it?!
Brother, this is a turtle. This is a giant turtle that has lived for hundreds of years!
Who the hell is this guy? In his view of the world, turtles are not as expensive as mutton... Hehe, hehehehe.
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After leaving the unscrupulous hawker, Huang Xiaobei continued to look for his own gifts in the commercial street. Well, let's be clear, the special correspondent was here to pick up missing items to see if he could pick up anything cheap and affordable.
To be honest, his mentality is really not suitable for coming to the commercial street. Going to Panjiayuan to kill a blind cat and kill a mouse is about the same.
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After shopping for a full hour, Huang Xiaobei went into all the shops and saw all the vendors, but he still didn't even have any bargains, so Commissioner Huang was ready to give up.
Alas, it's really not that he doesn't want to buy it, but that there really isn't anything suitable for the uncle.
He actually remembered Lao Wei's suggestion and wanted to buy some high-end drinks for his uncle, but the money Lao Wei gave him was really embarrassing.
He couldn't afford good wine, and the good wine he could afford was too little. He drank it in just a few sips, which was not affordable at all.
To put it simply, Commissioner Huang just wants to buy wine that is good, affordable, and gives away face-saving wine.
Well, Karl's prediction is becoming reality little by little. After all, people who suffer losses usually go to take advantage.
After wandering around for more than an hour, Huang Xiaobei's legs were almost numb, and he was ready to buy a few boxes of beer for his uncle... As for whether the uncle liked drinking beer, and whether the gift would stink after seeing it.
If you have a face, then he doesn't care.
After a final circle, Commissioner Huang walked towards the Jiajiale Supermarket next to him with his back hunched and his arms drooped, as if he was like a salted fish while shopping.
“Excuse me, I’ll get two beers on discount...”
At this moment, when the special correspondent had already entered the supermarket door and was about to buy a few boxes of discounted beer for his uncle, a voice like the sound of nature suddenly came to the special correspondent's ears.
"Cheap, so cheap! Authentic tiger bone wine is sold at a cheap price! You can't buy it for two hundred yuan and suffer a loss. You can't buy it for two hundred yuan and be fooled! I passed by and the authentic tiger bone wine was sold at a cheap price!"
For a moment, the expression on Commissioner Huang's face froze.
In the next moment, fatigue swept away and ecstasy surged forward. The special correspondent disappeared in front of the supermarket waiter with a "whoosh". He rolled up his sleeves and was so happy that he almost didn't know his last name and rushed straight to the source of the sound.
Don't move, don't move at all!
Good guy, you caught me! Mom’s, tiger bone wine! Two hundred yuan for it! It’s like pie in the sky!
"Don't grab it, don't grab it, leave a can for me!"
Like an old lady grabbing discounted eggs, Commissioner Huang rushed towards the stall selling tiger bone wine. He ran so fast that the passers-by around him could barely see an afterimage flying past him.
The girls in long skirts even tightly covered their skirts that were blown up by the gust of wind blown by Comrade Huang Xiaobei. How could they be so fast?
Huang Xiaobei ran all the way to the stall selling tiger bone wine. Huang Xiaobei was happy when he saw the tiger bone wine. There is a big jar of tiger bone wine, which can last for at least a whole year!
Oops, they sell it by the can, and a large can only costs 200!
Good guy, I’ve picked it up now!
Commissioner Huang was very happy to see this, and immediately prepared to go up and negotiate with the stall owner, but at this moment, as soon as he took two steps, Commissioner Huang stopped, and then looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.
On a tricycle filled with tiger bone wine, a middle-aged man wearing a rural straw hat was shouting loudly. He was thin and looked a bit sinister.
But these are not important. What is important is that, looking at the empty space in front of the tricycle stall, Huang Xiaobei found that the so-called tiger bone wine was not as popular as he thought. An old man squatted in front of the stall.
Study the so-called tiger bones in the wine jar.
I saw the old man sighing slightly after looking at it for a few times, then shaking his head and walking away. After walking a few steps, he spit on the ground again...
Huang Xiaobei was a little dumbfounded.
What's going on? Is it fake?
Grandma, you are so happy for nothing.
When he thought of this, Huang Xiaobei was immediately discouraged.
It's been a lie for a long time. I thought it was real. But if you think about it carefully, if it were really wine brewed from tiger bones, wouldn't it have been arrested by the public security bureau long ago? Really, let's go, let's go, or
Let's go buy a few boxes of better beer for uncle.
Huang Xiaobei imitated the old man just now, turned around and spit on the ground, then turned around and left.
But at this time, the stall owner, a thin middle-aged man with a very sinister appearance, suddenly became energetic when he saw Huang Xiaobei, his eyes gleamed, and he shouted hard.
"Young man, are you buying wine? Come, come, don't leave. This is authentic tiger bone wine, and most people can't buy it."
Commissioner Huang walked without looking back.
"Young man, don't leave. This is really tiger bone wine. If you don't believe it, look at it. I have a business license."
Commissioner Huang walked without looking back.
When the stall owner saw this, he clapped his hands and said, "Hey, I'll give you a 30% discount."
Commissioner Huang ran back happily, "You said so."
Stall owner: "..."
Just wait for my words, right...
Although he ran back, Commissioner Huang still looked like he was a smart man and would never be fooled. He looked critically at the jars of tiger bone wine on the stall. Commissioner Huang pinched the yahuazi and said: "
Is this stuff of yours real? Let me tell you, I can spot a fake at a glance, so don’t expect to fool me.”
The middle-aged man squinted his dirty eyes, looked Huang Xiaobei up and down, then quickly walked out from behind the tricycle, patted Huang Xiaobei's shoulder affectionately and said, "That's that
Yes, brothers are smart at first glance. Should I lie to you? I have to be able to deceive you too."
Commissioner Huang raised his head cheerfully, obviously very happy to be praised.
But Commissioner Huang is not stupid.
I looked at the several large jars of so-called tiger bone wine on the stall, and each jar had a label of two hundred.
Then I took a closer look at the stuff soaking in the wine jar. Well, it really looked like tiger bones.
Don't get me wrong, Commissioner Huang is not a zoologist. He simply sees that the things soaked in the wine bottle "look" like bones...
Pay attention to this very strange word-like character.
In addition to the large glass bottle full of white wine and the rather scary large piece of bone, there were also a lot of wolfberry and ginseng soaked in the jar, which looked very similar.
The special correspondent looked at the ginseng, wolfberry and the full jar of white wine, and for some reason, he felt a little moved.
Anyway, he felt that even if it wasn't real tiger bones, he wouldn't lose two hundred yuan.
But Commissioner Huang still asked suspiciously: "Are these real tiger bones? Isn't a tiger a wild animal? Are you afraid of being captured?"
Upon hearing this, the stall owner hurriedly took out his business license from behind his buttocks, placed it in front of Huang Xiaobei and said confidently, "Brother, look at it, take a good look at it, this is a serious business license. I
It has been approved by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. If nothing else, just take a look at this chapter, it looks so real."
Huang Xiaobei looked at the business license in the stall owner's hand carefully, and nodded in agreement, "Hey, don't tell me, it's really a business license... Well, wait, how true is it?"
The stall owner was very smart and waved his hand quickly, "No, no, it's true. Come on, brothers, if you don't say anything else, you are my first customer today. Let me introduce you to my tiger bone."
liquor."
The stall owner pointed to the jar of wine closest to Huang Xiaobei and said: "Brother, have you seen the bones in it? I'm not going to lie to you. It's the tiger's left front leg. After drinking this wine, I guarantee you will jump three meters high! There are also the ones next to it.
The one who saw the tiger's chest, after drinking this wine, hehe, I guarantee you will have a pair of steel-reinforced bones!"
The stall owner walked to the center of the stall with great excitement, patted the dusty wine jar, and said as if I wanted to buy it back and drink it: "Especially this one, brother, take a look, take a good look.
!Do you know where this bone is from the tiger’s body? Let me tell you, this is a large bone closest to the tiger’s heart. To put it bluntly, if you finish drinking this wine, I guarantee you six years of longevity!”
Huang Xiaobei touched his chin, "Why do you seem to have heard this word somewhere?"
Seeing that Huang Xiaobei was interested, the stall owner hurriedly struck a chord while the iron was hot: "Hey, brother, which one do you like? Just choose the one you like. I'll give you a discount. Don't worry, I won't lose anything to you."
Huang Xiaobei was a little unsure, but still stared at the tiger bone wine suspiciously, and asked: "Are these really tiger bones? But tigers are wild protected animals? Aren't you afraid..."
The stall owner chuckled, waved his hand and said: "What kind of wild animals? Yes, tigers in the wild are wild animals, but those in the zoo don't count, right? Brother, to tell you the truth, these tiger bones of mine are those that died in the zoo.
of a tiger, and then I asked someone to get half of the skeleton so that I could sell it."
"If you don't believe me, look, I still have photos of it before." As he spoke, the stall owner picked up his mobile phone from the stall, opened the photo album, and handed it to Huang Xiaobei.
Huang Xiaobei looked at it and was immediately dumbfounded, "Isn't this Garfield?"
The stall owner glanced at it and blushed instantly, "Oh, sorry, sorry, I took it by mistake. This is my son's toy. Come on, look at this."
A photo of a tiger imprisoned in the zoo appeared in front of Huang Xiaobei.
The tiger in the photo is lying lazily in the iron cage, motionless. There are many onlookers around, and it seems that a lot of its teeth have fallen out. The whole tiger seems to have no energy. If there is no accident, it is probably
A tiger that died of old age.
Looking at the tiger in the photo, especially the iron cage, Huang Xiaobei immediately believed the stall owner's words.
Nothing else. He was very impressed by this iron cage. It was indeed a zoo in this city, but it was not a very large zoo, but a relatively small old zoo. He had visited it when he was a child, and he was very impressed by this iron cage.
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At this point, Commissioner Huang was 80% convinced.
It probably didn't run away, it was almost like a tiger in a zoo that was taken out and sold after death.
"Oh, isn't that right? Didn't it say that animals that die in the zoo will be made into specimens after death?" Huang Xiaobei asked his last question.
The stall owner smiled disdainfully, "Do you really believe this? Besides, who can't get along with money? What's more, for making specimens, one or two is enough, and the rest are still required."
At this time, Commissioner Huang really believed it, especially when the stall owner opened the wine bottle, the rich aroma of wine almost made Commissioner Huang drunk on the spot.
Fragrant, really fragrant! Come on, this is it. It’s not very honorable to buy this tiger bone wine and give it to your uncle.
"Um, is the six years of life you said true?"
"That's absolutely true! Can I lie to you? Think about it, we have been lying to each other for so many years. I can't lie to you even if I lie to anyone."
"Hey, what you said seems to make sense. Can I really get a discount?"
The expression on Huang Xiaobei's face became more and more like that of an old lady who had been tricked into buying fake medicine, especially the way she believed it was real. The stall owner was all smiles when he saw it.
The stall owner immediately clapped his hands and was very bold.
"Discount, must be discount! Brother, tell me, how much do you want to give? I have made you a friend today!"
While the stall owner was proud, he also said these words that made his heart turn green with regret.
Isn't that right? When the stall owner took the initiative to ask how much he wanted to pay, Commissioner Huang's face suddenly felt a lot of shame, he rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
"This, this is not good, you are selling things, how can I have the nerve to speak."
The stall owner didn't understand Commissioner Huang's character at all, so he laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay, brother, you definitely can't do anything wrong to me, and I'm willing to make you my friend, so feel free to say it boldly."
The stall owner had no idea that when Commissioner Huang started to rub his hands, it meant that he was about to abandon some kind of lower limit as a human being.
As expected, Commissioner Huang rubbed his hands and said with an embarrassed look.