Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 56

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Weidong got up at the same time as Zhou Paopi.

Put on thick padded jackets, cotton masks, and ragged felt hats.

Of course, lime is also essential.

It was dark outside, and the wind was blowing.

Li Weidong rode his bicycle and drove towards the nearest pigeon market along the dim lights.

Today he is going to buy some tickets and inspect the market by the way.

——I'm going to get married soon, so I should buy some big items.

In order not to be eye-catching, the furniture does not need to be changed, and the house does not need to be decorated, but bicycles and sewing machines are essential.

As for the character design of the "poor households", Li Weidong has already thought about it clearly, isn't there still Lao Yujia.

Lao Yu's family can be considered a wealthy family, with only two daughters.

It is very reasonable for the old couple to feel sorry for their eldest daughter and give them more dowry.

Ruanfan is so delicious, whoever eats it will know.

As for the safety issue, through Section Chief Zhang yesterday, he knew that the possibility of the police station rushing to the pigeon market is unlikely.

The Pigeon Market is still silent, and people walk in it silently.

Since you come to a pigeon market, you can't leave empty-handed.

If you have money on hand, you can spend it vigorously.

Soon I bought a big rooster, an old hen, five catties of eggs, and a big carp weighing seven or eight catties.
These days, fish can't be sold at a high price, so a large one costs only 8 cents, which is suitable for making pickled fish.

After wandering around and spending more than four yuan, Li Weidong also started to do business, and walked quietly towards the corner.

In the corner, four or five people wrapped in rice dumplings squatted in the cold wind,

Strangely, there was nothing on the newspapers spread out in front of them, and they all had a black leather bag in their arms.

These people are the so-called ticket sellers.

Ticket dealers are a high-risk occupation. Not only do you need to guard against people who steal money, but you are also a thorn in the side of the police comrades.

Therefore, you can't do it without guts and brains.

In the planned economy era, coupons were required to buy anything.

It can be said that tickets, like air and water, have become a part of life.

Without it, you can't move an inch.

Therefore, the ticket dealer's business is quite good.

In just a short while, seven or eight people bought the bills from the ticket dealers.

Li Weidong observed it for a while, clutched the lime bag in his trouser pocket, and walked towards a fat man.

The fat man was not tightly wrapped like others, his hair was slightly curly, he was wearing a brand new suede jacket on his upper body, a pair of black twill overalls on his lower body, and big shiny leather shoes on his feet.

With this flamboyant outfit, I can't afford it without 50 yuan.

A total of eight people bought tickets just now, and six of them bought them from Fatty.

There were even two who seemed to know Fatty and greeted him affectionately.

All this shows that this fat man has a good reputation in the pigeon market.

Besides, what evil could a fat man have?
The fat man had just sent away a customer, and when he saw Li Weidong approaching, he didn't care, and asked in a low voice habitually.

"What do you want?"

"Bicycle tickets, sewing tickets, and watch tickets. By the way, two watch tickets are required. If there are cloth tickets, please also have a few." Li Weidong reported the number.

The fat man froze for a moment, his two small eyes rolled around, and he kept looking up and down at Li Weidong.

The padded jacket this kid was wearing was considered clean, but the hem was worn white, and he didn't look like a rich man.

"Brother, it seems that you want a little too much?"

"Heh, those who run restaurants are afraid of big bellies? You don't have so many tickets, do you?" Li Weidong urged impatiently. It's dark and strange here.

"Young man, Fatty Yu is full today. You come to my place, my ticket is cheap." The two ticket sellers next to them saw the stalemate between the two, and shouted to this side.

Fatty is not a good person either, he immediately turned his head and replied: "Stop yelling, people want tickets, do you have any?"

Those ticket dealers immediately shrank their necks, fell silent, and squatted back again.

There are still a few months before the Chinese New Year, and no matter how difficult the family is, they are trying their best to buy new clothes for their children.

Cloth tickets are in short supply in the pigeon market.

That is to say, Fatty Yu grew up in an alley when he was a child, and his brothers and friends are more people and active, so he can get some.

It's a big deal, and if it works, it'll make at least two dollars.

Fatty Yu was also moved. He sniffled, but he didn't seem to smell anything unusual, so he said slowly: "Yes, but you want too much. I have so many tickets with me. When I meet the police Isn't it unclear?"

This explanation is reasonable. The ticket dealers were arrested and convicted based on the value of the tickets.

Generally, experienced ticket dealers will carry a few tickets of various kinds, and the total amount does not exceed ten yuan.

Even if he is caught and the amount involved is small, the police comrades will give him a lighter punishment.

The ticket dealers are only regarded as being paid by friends, and the business has been wasted for a few days.

"Forget it! I won't buy it today." Li Weidong became vigilant, turned around and wanted to walk outside the pigeon market.

"Don't tell me, buddy, if you trust me, just wait for me to go back and get it." Fatty Yu stepped forward to block him.

——This is a big customer and cannot be let go.

Li Weidong frowned and said nothing.

This guy doesn't want to take the opportunity to make a report, does he?

Taking the opportunity of going home to get the ticket, he turned around and ran into the police station, and sold the person who bought the ticket.

Meeting his suspicious gaze, the fat man quickly patted his chest and assured him:
"Go and find out, my reputation in this pigeon market is as good as one of them. Besides, cloth tickets are in short supply. I dare say that I am the only one in stock in the pigeon market near here."

"Well, you go ahead, and I'll go get it with you." As long as he doesn't report it, Li Weidong is not afraid of him playing tricks.

Although I didn't learn serious martial arts from the old martial artist in Huling, I also mastered a weird stick method called "Dazao stick method".

As long as he has a stick in his hand, three or five people can't get close to him.

Besides, I just needed to find an agent in the pigeon market.

Get in touch a few more times, if this ticket dealer is reliable, you don't have to bother with selection anymore.

Fatty Yu hesitated for a while, as if he was weighing the risks, and finally nodded.

No way, he is really short of money these days.

Besides, if the ticket dealers don't have the guts to take risks, they might as well sleep at home.

"Okay, you follow me."

Li Weidong followed Fatty Yu on his bicycle, turned around in the alley, and came to a courtyard with a single family.

"You wait at the door, I will come as I go."

Fatty Yu greeted him, tiptoedly opened the door, slipped into the yard, and then closed it gently.

It looks like a thief who steals people.

Li Weidong looked around and found nothing unusual. He listened for a while, and there was silence in the alley.

He didn't wait at the door, but walked a few steps forward and came to the corner.

Searching for a place leeward of the wind, squatting down and lighting a cigarette, he puffed it up.

In the flickering firelight, he was highly focused.

Therefore, when there was the 'squeak' sound of the door shaft rubbing against the bluestone in the distance, he immediately reacted.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt and fell to the ground, hid at the corner, and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

With the help of the bright moonlight, a dark figure could be seen coming out of the yard with its hands behind its back.

Can't really see it because of the distance.

But this time everyone is sleeping, it must be Fatty Yu.

Fatty works pretty fast!

Li Weidong was about to go out to greet him, but found that the black shadow did not stop, but walked straight to the street.

Nima, is this a joke?What about the tickets?
Li Weidong's violent temper couldn't be tolerated anymore.

He picked up the wooden stick on the side of the road, chased after him, grabbed the opponent's collar, and said, "Where's the ticket?"

"Ticket?" The other party was also confused, trembling with fright, "What ticket?"

As soon as the other party spoke, Li Weidong realized that he had made a mistake.

Fatty Yu was a young man, in his twenties, but his voice was forty or fifty, and his body was thin.

Shaking the flashlight at the other person's face, he gasped in shock.

(End of this chapter)