National Tide 1980.

Chapter 314 Two Heavens

Because Xiushui East Street is sparsely populated, there is only one small restaurant nearby that sells fried pancakes and noodles, so everyone eats quickly.

In less than half an hour, Ning Weimin and Luo Guangliang had taken turns filling their stomachs.

By this time, the sun was completely westward, and it was about to go down.

The color of the sun also changed from golden yellow to orange red, coating the capital with a faint red light.

The situation in the street market has also changed a lot, that is, the number of people has decreased rapidly at a visible speed.

You know, in the capital city of this era, a black and white double sky phenomenon has always been clearly present.

That is, the crowded crowds can be seen everywhere during the day, and when night falls, they disappear immediately and become sparsely populated.

Only the dim street lights testify to the bleakness and loneliness of the city at night.

No exception here.

So almost at the same time as the workers dispersed, the peddlers who dumped agricultural products began to close their stalls.

No matter how much they earn, most people go home with the results of this one or two hours.

Although some hawkers operating in other varieties came here again during this period.

For example, those who sell insoles and socks, those who sell needles and brains, those who sell flashlights, batteries, umbrellas and other small department stores...

These people occupy the place where agricultural products have retreated like successors.

But there are only a few stalls.

And their goods are rarer and more inferior.

One can tell at a glance that almost none of these people are professional hawkers.

It is purely forced by life that I have no choice, so I sneak here to "fish" after get off work during the day.

For example, they can barely be counted as colleagues with Ning Weimin and the others, and there are only two clothing sellers.

One is a street stall set up by a middle-aged woman in her forties with a bundle wrapped in her skin.

There is only one kind of thing for sale, and that is boxer underwear with a style that is scumbag.

Pink, fruit green, black, blue, gray, striped, horizontal, small flowers...

The colors are colorful, but they are fat and big, regardless of gender. They should all be big pants that she sewed herself.

And this eldest sister obviously didn't work for long.

Not to mention being embarrassed to yell, she didn't even dare to look up.

A complete amateur among amateurs.

The other 37-[-] middle-aged man is clearly a veteran with ease.

This can only be seen from the fact that he is the only one among the many hawkers who hangs clothes on a homemade iron rack.

And his goods, the most prominent feature is green.

This owner sells all military uniforms, complete with tops and bottoms, but there are only a dozen pieces in total.

In addition, there are more than a dozen pairs of rubber-soled Jiefang shoes hanging on the iron frame.

If you estimate it, the total assets are about two or three hundred yuan.

This is already considered a big deal among the hawkers here.

In short, when the chaos receded, all the people who should leave had left.

All the hawkers who are still setting up stalls on this street add up to only six or seven people.

They were compared with Ning Weimin's luxury motorcade.

It also seems that the sales group composed of six tricycles looks like an out-of-place huge monster.

So about 5 minutes later, the middle-aged man who sold the military uniform probably couldn't stand his curiosity, so he finally came to a tricycle to have a chat.

"Brother, why did you come here to set up a stall?"

The middle-aged man took the initiative to hand a cigarette to "Xiao Tao" who was in charge of the car.

It's a pity that the "Red Tassel Spear" in his hand was too bad, "Xiao Tao" glanced at the cigarette in the middle-aged man's hand, then squinted and waved his hand to refuse.

"What's the matter? We can't come?"

"No, no, of course I can."

The middle-aged man didn't care about being bored, he looked at "Little Tao" and smiled kindly.

"How should I put it? Here, there are not many people at night. In fact, there are not many people during the day, and the excitement is only after get off work. I see that you have so many cars and so many goods, why do you come here to sell them? How good is the downtown area of ​​Bencheng?"

With that said, he shook his head disapprovingly.

You know, this "Little Tao" is actually one of the three people who bet with Ning Weimin.

Don't even look at him being able to endure the sluggish business, walking and talking to Ning Weimin in a friendly manner, and now he is still here honestly.

But that's not because he has a good temper, but because he obeys Luo Guangliang, the eldest brother, and also benefits from Ning Weimin.

There is a saying that young and energetic, this "Little Tao" is the most violent fighter lover among Luo Guangliang brothers.

Hearing this, he thought that the middle-aged man was mocking him, how could he stand it?

Immediately, it exploded like a lit firecracker!

"Grandson, what are you looking for! Stop meddling in your mother's business, and talk cheap, I will smash your business!"

Well, a few words were thrown out with eyebrows and eyes, and the middle-aged man was almost bumped into a big somersault.

The master was trembling with anger.

It never occurred to him that just by talking to him, he would meet a Sanqingzi who didn't know what was good or what was bad.

But this scolding was quite loud, and Ning Weimin and Luo Guangliang also noticed it.

When Luo Guangliang told "Little Tao" not to cause trouble, Ning Weimin hurried over to appease the middle-aged man.

"Brother, don't be surprised. Our business is not good today. Is my friend getting angry? Come and smoke a cigarette, and I will compensate you for him..."

Seeing that it was Peony that Ning Weimin handed over, he apologized politely.

The middle-aged man immediately relieved most of his anger, and he took it with a little embarrassment.

"I don't mean anything else, I just ask... It's okay, it's okay, forget it, I'm too busy..."

He wanted to leave, but Ning Weimin wanted to inquire about the situation here, so he took out a Langsheng lighter from his pocket.

He bought this thing at the Friendship Store and spent more than 100.

"Brother, there's no business anyway, let's chat for a while. Come on, I'll order for you..."

"Ding", a clear flip sound, immediately attracted the attention of the middle-aged people.

This master has never seen such a high-end thing, his eyes were full of surprise, and he moved his head uncontrollably with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Brother, you are not an ordinary person. Then...you can just say what you want to ask."

The middle-aged man took a puff of cigarette after speaking.

I don't know if such a good cigarette tastes good in itself, or because it is the first time he enjoys cigarettes lit with an imported lighter, which has a psychological effect.

Anyway, from the looks of it, it was obvious that he was about to be overwhelmed, so he naturally knew everything.

"Haven't I asked my brother your last name?"

"Miangui, my surname is Lian, and my name is Lian Changhai. I have been selling military uniforms here. Because of this, people who often come here to set up stalls here call me 'Lianchang', and you can call me that too."

"Your nickname is so loud that it's hard not to remember it. Did you really serve as a soldier?"

"No, I thought about it at the beginning, but I failed the physical examination. I entrusted my friends to get these clothes."

"Oh, do you set up a stall here every day? What time do you come?"

"I come here when I'm free, almost every night. From six or seven o'clock to ten o'clock in the evening. I can only come all day on Sunday. Don't we have to go to work? That's the only way."

"How was the business here that night? Is it really that bad?"

"It's not bad, it depends on what you think. Some factory workers and people working in the embassy get off work late. Be patient and wait, they will always open. Sell one or two pieces and earn some money. It's better than eating to death." The salary is strong, otherwise why would we come here. But you have so many goods, so..."

"Let's not talk about this, brother, I just want to ask you, how many foreigners are here? Isn't there a diplomatic apartment behind this wall? I have been waiting for a long time today, and it seems that I haven't seen a foreigner yet?"

"Ah? Ouch! Are you here for those foreigners? There are black, white, red-haired, and blond-haired people. They always pass here after get off work, but you can't see them now. It's like an embassy. It’s late for dinner in the district. You can see us when you wait until 07:30 or [-] o’clock... But... But the language is difficult, they never read our things... Besides, their money is not the same as ours It’s the same. It’s useless for you to hold it in your hand, where are you going to spend it?”

He looked at the warm-hearted "company commander" brother, and looked at himself with an idiot's eyes.

And such a painstakingly detailed explanation.

Ning Weimin was really happy, he almost couldn't laugh out loud.

Come on!This cigarette is not in vain!

(End of this chapter)