Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 81: Leave a line, respect three points (please subscribe)
"A trick?"

Wang Tong's face was full of confusion. He stared at the still jumping picture for a long time, still puzzled. "He was alone, and only his mouth moved, and nothing else moved. How could he be playing tricks?"

Seeing his innocent expression, Fang Hongan finally understood why he was deceived into working in a coal mine in his previous life.

Heizi was used to living wild in the mountains, but he had been wandering around those mountains since he was a child and had rarely come out to see the outside world.

He has too little experience and his temperament is like that of a big boy. He is very curious and easily trusts people.

Of course, this Mediterranean stall owner was really good at this trick. Not only did he hide his movements well, but he also put a lot of skill into his work. The way the straw dog jumped was so lifelike, it really looked like it was jumping itself.

However, this kind of trick is not very useful to Fang Hongan, who has lived two lives.

It's not a problem at all.

In the era of information explosion and self-media, there are countless videos exposing such tricks.

"Who said he didn't move?" Fang Hongan pointed at the Mediterranean's hands that were folded in front of him, "He was just moving where you couldn't see!"

After pointing this out, Fang Hongan stopped talking further.

"You move your hands inside your sleeves?"

Wang Tong stared at the man's hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and indeed he found a clue.

Then, he followed the hand and stared at it carefully for a while, and immediately made a bigger discovery: "I know, there is a thin wire in his hand, the thin wire goes around the stool in front, and then he operates through the thin wire!
I was wondering, why do you have to put a stool in front? That’s how it feels! Humph, this liar… let me expose him!”

Filled with righteous indignation, Wang Tong was about to step forward.

"Come on! Let's go!" Fang Hongan grabbed him again, "You idiot! This is a black market, don't make trouble!"

After pinning the guy down, Fang Hongan winked at him and asked him to look to the side.

Wang Tong then noticed that just as he was about to go up to argue, the Mediterranean stall owner had obviously noticed that he must have sensed something wrong. His face suddenly fell and he glanced at him with a warning look.

At the same time, people at the nearby stalls all looked over with cold eyes.

All eyes were fixed on him.

"This..." Wang Tong was a little panicked.

"Just go!" Fang Hongan patted his shoulder, pulled him, ignored the gazes of those people, and continued walking into the street as if nothing had happened.

Wang Tong held his breath, and only after walking more than ten meters did he let out a long sigh of relief, sighing softly, "This ghost market is really full of tricks. It turns out that these people are all in the same group!"

"Yeah!" Fang Hongan nodded and continued to knock on this guy, "Be more sharp-eyed, look more before doing anything, think more, and think about it more!"

"Ok!"

With the ready-made lesson in hand, Wang Tong nodded repeatedly as he listened.

He muttered to himself several times, thinking back to Fang Hongan's words, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He looked at Fang Hongan hesitantly, "Brother! Why do I feel that the tone you use when you say these words... is so similar to the tone my father used to teach me when I was a child!"

"Right! It was the same thing last time at the bedding factory!"

Fang Hongan: “…”

Well, this guy finally reacted.

However, Hei Zai probably couldn't imagine that he wasn't teaching his son, but his grandson...

……

……

The two walked further inside.

Soon, a stall surrounded by a crowd caught the attention of the two again.

There were at least a dozen people around the stall, and it was definitely a unique and lively place at this ghost market, which had just opened not long ago.

Seeing that there were so many people around, Fang Hongan wanted to wait until he came back to take a look. As for Wang Tong, although he was curious, he had learned his lesson from the last time. Seeing that Fang Hongan was about to leave, he controlled his steps.

The two were just about to leave.

But at this moment, a shout came from the crowd.

"Honey! Honey for sale! Pure wild honey! Sweet and nutritious, sweeter than your wife and more nutritious than wild ginseng!" As soon as this sentence fell, the next sentence came up:
"Two dollars and thirty cents a pound! Buy a pound and get a canning jar for free! And a wooden spoon for free! You don't need to bring anything, just take it home and eat it right away!"

These two voices fell.

Fang Hongan and Wang Tong couldn't help but stop.

Wang Tong’s first reaction was: “Damn! Bro! This guy is imitating your yelling!”

Second reaction: "I'm imitating you in sending cans and spoons!"

After saying these two sentences, he pricked up his ears and listened again, then hesitantly said, "This voice is somewhat familiar!"

Just at this moment, the two people who were surrounding him must have weighed the honey and turned around to leave.

There happened to be a gap in front of the stall.

In the dark night, a short figure appeared, and in the flickering candlelight on the stall, the pockmarked face was also revealed.

"Of course I'm familiar with him!" Fang Hongan pointed at the pockmarked face, "We have to borrow his house to spend the night tonight!"

"Oh my god!" Wang Tong exclaimed, "It's Liao San, that devilish rat!"

"I was wondering, who else could be so good at selling? And come up with such a great sales method!"

"No wonder this guy is in such a hurry to get rid of us! It turns out that he learned all these tricks from you!"

"Oh my god! Two dollars and thirty cents a pound! This guy can make forty cents a pound! With so many people around him, he must be making a lot of money!"

"No! I have to go and ask him for the tuition fee! Otherwise, he will definitely deny it when I get back!"

Seeing a steady stream of people passing by Liao San's stall and paying for honey, I immediately wanted to walk over.

"forget it!"

Fang Hongan pressed Wang Tong's shoulders and pushed him down again: "Just learn it! There is no copyright! Besides... they have also made some changes!
As for making money! This is what he should earn! We have meat to eat, but we also have to let them have soup to drink! If we don’t even give them soup to drink, we won’t be able to eat meat either!”

"That's right!" Wang Tong scratched his head and thought for a while. He felt that what Fang Hongan said made sense, and nodded. "Anyway, he doesn't make as much as we do!"

"That's not right! He has it much easier than us..."

He muttered a few words and was about to leave. At this time, several people in the crowd had already bought their things and left one after another, and the space in front of the stall was suddenly empty.

Liao San glanced over and saw Fang Hongan and Wang Tong. He subconsciously solicited customers enthusiastically: "Two brothers! Honey! Buy honey, pure wild honey, sweeter than..."

Halfway through shouting, he realized something was wrong!

The shouting in his mouth stopped abruptly.

The expression on his face suddenly became awkward...

"This this……"

"Business is booming!"

Fang Hongan understood his feeling of social death, waved his hand, and took Wang Tong away.

In this situation, there is really no need to insult others.

If you leave some room for him, his liking for you will increase by at least three points!

Keep going inside!

The further you go in, the dimmer the light becomes.

Seeing that they were almost at the end of the dead end, Fang Hongan was ready to turn back.

At this time, a thin dark figure saw the two young men full of vigor and vitality, and immediately came up with shining eyes. While approaching them to stop them, he said in a very tempting voice: "Two little brothers! There are good books! Want to read it?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't read, it's an illustration!"

“The good kind!”

(End of this chapter)