A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 602 New Century

Ma Tou nodded, was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his head:
"No, no, no, that's not how it works!"

Even if he is familiar with this place, can he just tell others the way to eat?
Ma Tou held the bowl in one hand and the snakeskin bag in the other, then stood up and tried to run away.

His attitude was not as enthusiastic as before.

"Don't leave in a hurry yet."

Fu Jingyou was quick to hold his shoulders and force him to sit back at the table:

"To be honest, I'm from the north. Even if I get something here, I'll sell it in the north. It won't affect you."

Ma Tou still shook his head.

Fu Jingyou directly put the five dollars he had just bought socks into his bag on the table:
"I'm not familiar with this place. I need a guide to lead the way, and I need to know some reliable information."

"If you are willing, the money is yours. It will take you at most three days. When the matter is settled, I will give you another reward of the Great Unity."

Ma Tou stared at the five one-yuan bills on the corner of the table, and all he could hear were the three words "great unity".

Although he approved a lot of goods, except for the daily basic needs, other aspects of the economic policy have not yet been officially implemented.

Nowadays, there are many people who are looking to buy goods in bulk, make a lot of money and live a good life.

But there are very few people who dare to come out and buy things from street vendors.

Even being a street vendor now is not as good as working in the black market.

Because there are too many street vendors pouring in, in the Guangzhou area, even the black market is not as easy to deal in as before if you don't have hard goods.

He sold a pair of socks worth more than three dollars today, which is already a big order.

Days like this don't come around often...

You can get five dollars now and ten dollars later...

To exaggerate a little, it was literally the hard-earned money of ten days or half a month.

Three days...

Ma Tou pursed his dry lips, very excited, but still hesitantly asked cautiously:
"Hey! What kind of business do you want to do? What kind of goods do you want to get?"

As he spoke, Ma Tou held the snakeskin bag and showed a determined resistance:
"You're not planning to start a sock business, are you? I won't tell you where I get my goods!"

"of course not."

Fu Jingyou knew that this matter was basically a done deal, so he shook his head and asked with a smile:

"We need to see what options are available first."

"What are the options?"

Ma Tou laughed speechlessly:
"There are so many choices. Have you eaten enough? Give me the money and I'll take you there."

Fu Jingyou had just finished two bowls of noodles.

He pushed the bowl aside, took out three national grain coupons from his bag and handed them to the noodle stall owner along with the Mao notes:
"Knot together."

"Okay, yours is 40 cents, and his bowl of noodles plus two braised eggs is 30 cents, so the total is 70 cents, and I'll give you 30 cents."

Ma Tou had no time to say "don't" before the word got stuck in his throat, and the noodle stall owner had already quickly returned the money to Fu Jingyou.

Ma Tou scratched the back of his head and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

This person is quite nice and honest.

"I saw you have a rope in your bag just now? Lend me one first. I'll return it to you if I see one for sale on the road."

"It's just a rope, you can use it if you want."

Ma Tou took out a fiber rope and handed it to Fu Jingyou.

Fu Jingyou tied the clothes into a bundle, held one end of the rope in his hand, and threw the bundled clothes onto his back.

Ma Tou also tied up the snakeskin bag containing his socks, threw it back and put it on his shoulder, waved his hand as if to lead the way, and walked in front.

Not only did they spend money, they also established an "employment" relationship.

On the way, Fu Jingyou asked whatever he wanted to know without any hesitation:
"There are stalls set up blatantly outside the train station. Is there no one to take care of it?"

"Some people still come and arrest us occasionally, but they only arrest vendors like me. Those food stalls are clearly open to the public."

"What's the difference?" "What's the difference... People have to eat~"

Ma Tou sighed, and thought it was natural:

"The new policy talks about economic liberation and encouraging citizens to run their own businesses, but it's only rumors so far and no official notice has been posted yet."

"Looking at the situation in the city, the leaders in charge seem to have two opinions, one in favor and one against..."

Ma Tou babbled on and on:

"Although there are still people who are cracking down on speculation and profiteering, it is not as strict as before, so there are more and more vendors like me who are taking risks, waiting for the official opening to make a big splash."

Guangzhou and Shenzhen had special economic policies from the beginning.

Not to mention the crackdown on speculation and profiteering now, the situation was much better than in other regions when we cracked down on it in the past.

Ma Tou smiled and looked back at Fu Jingyou:

"Don't we look ridiculous for people who value money over life?"

Fu Jingyou shook his head and said frankly:

"Aren't we the same kind of people?"

All for the sake of having enough food and a better life.

It's all hard work, blood and sweat, and it involves risks. What's so funny about it?
Ma Tou hummed and smiled more sincerely.

After officially joining the hawker business, you can indeed make some money.

However, the outside world has always been quite hostile and contemptuous of these self-employed small businessmen.

Think they are following the old capitalist way.

When they come across good stuff, some people come up to grab it, while others drive them away.

In serious cases, you may be surrounded and beaten up by a group of people, or even be robbed by other gangs.

This money is not easy to earn.

Regardless of whether Fu Jingyou's words were sincere or not, Ma Tou felt relieved.

People of the same kind can always better understand each other's hardships.

"By the way, my name is Chen Matou, Mr. Gao, what's your last name? What's your name?"

"No need to call me Fu, you can just call me Xiao Fu."

Ma Tou looked Fu Jingyou up and down.

Seeing that he was half a head taller than him, Ma Tou shook his head and said:
"Hey! You look tall and strong, you should be older than me. You don't like being called boss, so I'll just call you Brother Xiao Fu."

Matou's Mandarin is not very standard and has some regional accent.

It sounds rhythmic and a little lisp-like, very lively and interesting.

Fu Jingyou smiled and nodded, letting him shout whatever he wanted.

"There is also a stall near the train station. I'll take you there first."

……

Fu Jingyou has been to Tianjin and Wuhan, and now he is studying and settling down in the capital.

I originally thought that the capital was the most prosperous city, but now it seems that there are always people better than you.

There was a surge of people and a swarm of cars and vehicles.

The scene that can only be seen near Tiananmen Square in the capital is everywhere in the streets and alleys here.

People's clothing style remains conservative, but the colors are quite diverse.

Clothes in bright colors like light blue and light green that his wife likes to wear are rare in the capital.

Here it is everywhere.

There are some wearing suits.

There are even more people wearing those eye-catching red coats and dresses.

Looking around, the whole world is bright, as if we have entered a new century.