In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 27 Wholesale Tickets
The vote was five to two, and the result was obvious.

Only Liu Shengmin and the captain of the third team voted against it. The two of them have always been in collusion, but they can't make any trouble.

Liu Shengmin still couldn't compete with Wang Zhuguo, who had more prestige, not to mention that there were more people who supported him, and he alone counted as two votes. Of course, this matter was decided in this way.

The next thing to do is to report to Shige Festival, and Wang Manyin will become the teacher of Guanzi Village.

Fortunately, there is no need for teacher qualification certificates and the like now. It is not so formal, and correspondingly, there are many less procedures.

In the branch of the brigade, Liu Shengmin looked at the result, his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water.

He really wanted to vent his dissatisfaction with this outburst. As the deputy branch secretary, he didn't have any sense of existence at all, and the whole village was his Wang Zhuguo's voice.

But Liu Shengmin really didn't dare to pierce him. He couldn't beat Wang Zhuguo in any aspect. If he really fell out, his family would have a hard time in the village.

"Hmph, I hope you don't regret it. My baby will definitely not be studying in the village anyway. I would rather send it to the school in Shuangshui Village."

Liu Shengmin left such a sentence and left straight away. The captain of the third team smiled awkwardly, thought for a while, but still didn't leave, and smoked obediently.

It wasn't until Wang Zhuguo announced the end of the meeting that he said goodbye to everyone one by one, and then left. Compared with Liu Shengmin, his nephew is a pretty good person.

"Okay, this matter is decided in this way, and the villagers will be notified through the loudspeaker later, and Man Yin will also notify him when he returns from the Shige Festival."

Wang Zhuguo casually ordered, and Shi Shiran left with his hands behind his back. He was going home to eat some old godmother Wang Manyin gave him. He really liked the taste.

Wang Manyin didn't know that because of himself, some unpleasant things happened in the leadership stage of the village.

At this time, with five hundred dollars in his pocket, he sat on the bus and rushed towards Yuanxi County.

After they met with Huya, everyone handed over the money, and after discussing some details, Wang Manyin left with the money.

Among the few people, he is the only one who is educated and knowledgeable, so the money is put on him first to do some preparatory work.

Of course, with such a large amount of money, he must not worry about letting him carry it alone, and Huya also followed him, so it would be good for two people to help.

Wang Manyin's trip to the county this time was not for other reasons, but to buy some grain and other daily necessities first, and put up the shelves first.

When he came to the county seat, he went to find a man named Lao Bu at the first stop.

This is a friend I made from my predecessor, who specializes in selling all kinds of tickets, including food stamps, oil tickets, snack tickets, and everything.

At this time, in the original Xixian County, there were basically no tall buildings, but only low bungalows, the roads were full of sewage, and the streets were not very lively.

There are not many shops around, but the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative is very lively, and the pedestrians around, although they have disheveled faces, look quite confident.

They eat commercial food!
"Yinzi, why did you come to me? Why, what kind of ticket do you want?"

When he came to an unremarkable one-story house in the west of the city, Wang Manyin knocked on the door, and an ordinary-looking person immediately said pleasantly.

Wang Manyin lifted the ten eggs in his hand and shouted loudly: "Cousin, I'm passing by here, and I'll come and see you."

Old Bu was also a shrewd person. He immediately took the eggs and put his arms around Wang Manyin's shoulders, "That's it. If you have time, come and sit with my cousin. Come in and have a drink."

As he spoke, he dragged Wang Manyin and Huya into the house, and the neighbors around him just looked at it curiously, without thinking too much.

Lao Bu's house is not big, only about ten square meters, which is enough for Lao Bu to live alone.

By the way, Wang Manyin doesn't know what Lao Bu's real name is, and everyone on the road calls him Lao Bu.

"Old Bu, let me introduce you, this is Huya, my friend."

Old Bu nodded, and said directly: "Yinzi, what's the matter, I want to exchange some tickets today."

As he said that, he had already brought two cups of hot tea for the sake of the ten eggs. After all, tea can be considered a luxury.

Wang Manyin took a sip of the hot tea, sat on a grand teacher's chair, and said, "Old Bu, how many tickets do you have, and what kind of tickets do you have?"

Old Bu's eyes lit up, and he looked at him suspiciously, not sure what his plan was for a while.

Wang Manyin laughed, "I don't plan to hide it from you, I don't plan to go out, I want to make a living in my hometown."

Old Bu frowned, "Where do you want to make a living?"

He was afraid that Wang Manyin would also sell tickets in Yuanxi County, so wouldn't he have an extra competitor out of thin air?

"Don't worry, I won't compete with you for business. I'll sell it in our town to earn some pocket money."

Lao Bu heaved a sigh of relief, and became excited in the next second. This is a big deal, and it may last for a long time.

He hurriedly introduced: "Most of my hands are food stamps, in addition to fuel stamps, dessert stamps, cloth stamps, sugar stamps, match stamps, and most of them are meat stamps."

Wang Manyin tapped his index finger rhythmically on the table, pondered for a while, and said, "I want five catties of dim sum tickets, fifty catties of kerosene tickets, twenty catties of oil tickets, fifty match tickets, ten cloth tickets, twenty Catty salt tickets, five catty meat tickets, let’s start with these, how much do you see.”

Old Bu calculated quickly, and said: "I only have forty match tickets here at most, and only sixteen salt tickets, but I have everything else. All of them are ten yuan and seventy-five cents. Let's count it as ten yuan and seventy cents."

Huya can't get in his mouth by the side, and he has never been a second-hand dealer.

Wang Manyin looked at Lao Bu and said: "Old Bu, you are not being kind. I can be regarded as wholesale for you. Are you still paying the retail price?"

Old Bu pondered for a while, "That's it. As long as you promise to come to my place to buy in the future, I will give you a wholesale price. This time it will be ten yuan. How about it?"

For ten yuan, he can also earn two yuan, which is quite good, and sometimes he can't make ten yuan a day.

Wang Manyin nodded. He didn't want to make money by selling tickets, but just to increase the reputation of the black market, so that those who wanted to trade would come to his black market to trade.

Afterwards, Lao Bu took out the cloth ticket, and Wang Manyin counted it. The amount was correct, and it was not a fake ticket, so he happily took a big unity and handed it to him.

"Cousin, I won't drink the wine. Let's drink next time. I have something to do at the supply and marketing cooperative."

Wang Manyin and Huya got up and went outside, and shouted loudly. After finishing speaking, they walked outside
(End of this chapter)