Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 6 6: Rich (please collect, please recommend.)
There is a pigeon market beside the city wall of Dongzhimen, next to it is a state-owned department store on the right side, behind the department store is a small forest, there are many people in the forest, and there are faint lights flickering from time to time.

It is not wrong to say that there are ghosts in the woods.

In the past, Dongzhimen Pigeon Market was raided many times, but everyone was like a guerrilla, and people who hid from Tibet gathered here again.

Zhou Wenliang swaggered in with the fish in his hand.

The fat man followed along chatteringly.

Zhou Wenliang looked around curiously, um, very curious, never been here before, only heard about it.

There is everything to buy in it, and everyone spontaneously formed a road, spread out on both sides, and the ground was covered with rags.

They are all small businesses, selling needles, thread, brains, second-hand goods and the like here.

There is no food, everyone is short at this time, no one sells food, but there are pigeons, and there are many.

They hadn't been around for long when someone asked if the fish in their hands was for sale.

"Sell it, fifty cents a catty. Do you want it?" the fat man said hastily.

The middle-aged man was wearing high-necked clothes, covering his mouth and nose, looking around.He said in a low voice, "Brother, let me see if you lift it higher."

The fat man quickly lifted up the fish in his hand so that he could see it clearly by the moonlight.

The elder brother touched the fish scales with his hands and said, "Bring me the two biggest ones."

"No problem." The fat man smiled, turned to Zhou Wenliang and said, "Liangzi, quickly, get out our scale."

Zhou Wenliang's face turned green, and he kicked as soon as he lifted his foot. "Your grandma's."

"Hey, what are you doing, why are you kicking me!" The fat man flicked left and right, and asked what was wronged.

Zhou Wenliang leaned over and cursed: "I'll kick you to death! You're so happy, aren't you stupid? Why did you tell me when you came here? You can't use your real name."

The fat man blinked his small eyes, showing annoyance, and patted his head: "Oh, I forgot when I was happy."

When he came, Zhou Wenliang knew that the pigeon market was mixed with good and bad people, and there were everyone, so he explained that the two of them had nicknames for fear of being noticed by interested people.

The elder brother next to him looked at the two of them without urging them, instead he was interested in watching the excitement.

At first glance, these two people are just young children, and they are here for the first time.

Zhou Wenliang taught the fat man a lesson, then turned around and took out the scales and the weights, and weighed them with willow branches hooked to the gills of two big fish.

"This big brother, look, he is tall, weighing 14 pounds."

"Hey, this fish is quite heavy, give it to me..." The eldest brother took the two big fish, shook them in his hands, and nodded with satisfaction: "Almost, the little brother is not lying."

"That is required……"

The elder brother took the fish and left satisfied. Zhou Wenliang collected seven yuan and checked that there were still 8 fish, and the two biggest ones were sold.

The fat man leaned over and said excitedly, "Liangzi, this money is so easy to earn!"

"That is required……"

Neither of them moved. Another middle-aged woman came and sold one. Not long after, the fish was sold out and she made a profit of 35.1 cents.

Fatty Le's back molars are all exposed, and his monthly salary comes out, which is too much money.

Zhou Wenliang was also very satisfied, at least he had money in his hands, and then he went to the Pigeon Market again.

Seeing a stall selling apples, Zhou Wenliang bought a kilo.

The two gnawed on the apple, which was sweet and sour, but it was a little small, like a wild fruit.

There are used furniture, clocks, livestock, um, guard dogs, ducks, geese, clothes that are not used at home, and there are the most stalls selling pigeons, with various varieties.

Zhou Wenliang didn't know much about pigeons. Seeing that there were the most people around here, the two of them leaned over to listen.

What iron wings, iron wings, dots, aconites, black feather wings, mansions, in short, black, white, purple, gray flowers, what an old man said was clear and logical, and the two of them didn't understand a sentence .

The old man shook his head and said to the two of them: "Dead wood cannot be carved."

The two felt ashamed, and the fat man even yelled at the old man.

Zhou Wenliang dragged him away.

He didn't see any difference, maybe feather color and body size.

On the way back, the fat man was still cursing, but when Zhou Wenliang mentioned the penny, the fat man immediately became honest.

Looking at him eagerly, Zhou Wenliang wanted to divide the selling fish equally, but the fat man shook his head resolutely, saying no, without him there would be no way to catch so many fish.

Zhou Wenliang knew about his family's situation, so he gave him 15 yuan, and he will still use it later.

The next day, the two of them had dinner early in the morning and went to the department store to buy things. Well, this time they made bigger fishing nets because they had money to buy better rope-woven fishing nets.

This time, a large trawl net was made, with large meshes, and big fish were caught.

In the afternoon, when the trawling net was finished, he and the fat man stood on both sides of the river, and the trawling net sank to the bottom of the river, and then he pulled it away.

To tell the truth, the two of them were somewhat disappointed, it was so heavy, and it took a lot of effort, only seven or eight big fish, and the rest were aquatic plants on the bottom of the river.

However, seeing the big fish jumping around in the trawling net, the two still laughed, and more than ten yuan came out again.

After taking a short break, they came again and again twice. The two of them were as tired as dogs, and they couldn't move. In the end, they caught more than 30 big fish and couldn't take them back.

"I'll do it, Ryoko, hold on to the bucket." The fat man patted his chest vigorously, put more than 30 fish into the net, closed his mouth, and carried it on his back.

More than a hundred catties of fish are carried on their backs like this, and the fish inside are still alive and kicking. A fish of six or seven catties has a lot of strength. It is good if the fat man can walk steadily.

Zhou Wenliang helped in the back, and when he was about to reach Dongzhimen, he hid the fish. At night, the two came to pick it up again, and went directly to the Pigeon Market to sell it.

They earned 98 in one night, and after a week, Liangma River was sifted by two people. It can be said that the big fish in the river suffered.

The two who sold the stolen goods are no longer here at Dongzhimen, and have gone to You'anmen.

Because someone here is robbing the business.

Well, the commune and village brigade near the Liangma River.

The two of them have been fishing like this, and no one is stupid, especially since there are farmlands on both sides of the Liangma River. It is the harvest season of corn at this time, and there are people everywhere in the fields. Seeing that they can catch so many fish with their trawl nets!
The villagers by the river also asked him how to make the big trawl net. Seeing that these people were sallow and thin, Zhou Wenliang taught them by hand.

Trawling has no technical content. At this time, it is a big pot of rice. The brigade organizes manual fishing and allows everyone to eat some meat. If there is too much, the family can share a few fish.

This guy, the meaning of strength in numbers, made him understand.

The village brigade organized hundreds of people to surround the river, and more than 40 strong men dragged the net on both sides of the river. There was another team dragging the net to meet here more than 100 meters ahead.

The fishing is in full swing, the fish are picked up over and over again, even the nearby small rivers are not spared, the bottom of the river is scraped clean, any small fish and shrimps, as long as they can be eaten.

Not only can it be eaten, but some people went to the pigeon market to start selling fish like them.

(End of this chapter)