In the age of rebirth, I supported five bosses

Chapter 165
Viagra, in later generations, is a medicine for treating male dysfunction. Usually, when people call this name, they will immediately think of men as bad.

Song Lan, who comes from the future, only finds it funny when he hears "Viagra".

But people in this era not only have no pressure to call Viagra, but also many people use this name with the word "Wei", which means paying tribute to the great leader.

Song Lan saw Ma Xiaohai took out two crumpled one-dollar bills and handed them to Viagra.

That Viagra waved his hand at them, motioning them to go in quickly.

The place they entered was really a bathhouse, divided into men's and women's rooms.

The whole bathhouse was so hot that people had to get close to see it clearly.

Song Lan couldn't help praising the wisdom of these people. Most people don't have acquaintances to bring them here. I really didn't expect that there would be a black market in this bathhouse.

Ma Xiaohai led Song Lan through the bathhouse, and there was a door behind.

Ma Xiaohai opened the door familiarly, and Song Lan found that there were still many people here. In the courtyard of about 1000 square meters, there were [-] to [-] percent full booths.

Everyone puts their goods in front of them, showing a little, so that others can see what they are selling.

Song Lan felt instantly, as if he had returned to the modern street stall market.

There are also many people who come here to buy things.

When everyone talks about business, they speak softly. If someone speaks a little louder, someone will come over to remind them to keep their voices down.

Song Lan and Ma Xiaohai, one carrying a large pannier, and the other carrying a large cloth bag, looked like they were selling goods.

Some people didn't buy what they wanted, and they were unwilling to give a dollar and left, waiting to see if anyone came to sell the goods.

At this time, when these people saw Song Lan and Ma Xiaohai coming, they immediately gathered around, "Little brother, what do you sell?"

Ma Xiaohai glanced at them, and replied softly: "Rice, refined flour, brown sugar, and two watches..."

"Wow, they are all good! Little brother, how do you sell your rice? I'm just about to buy two catties to go home!"

"Little brother, how do you sell refined flour? I also want to buy two catties to go back and make dumplings for my mother."

"Little brother, how do you sell your watch? What brand is it?"

Listening to their questioning one by one, Ma Xiaohai narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Everyone, don't worry, let me find a place to put things down first."

"Okay, hurry up, hurry up..."

"Little brother, come here, there is a place here."

Ma Xiaohai found a corner near the exit, and then put down the pannier.

Song Lan admired him a little bit, and felt sorry for him a little bit. After walking such a long distance with such a heavy backpack on his back, his thin shoulders would probably be bruised by the rope of the backpack, right?

But he didn't say a bitter word or complain, and he didn't even frown. Instead, he kept smiling, so sensible that people couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

Boys of his age are all pampered little emperors in the modern metropolis. How many of them are as sensible as him?

It's true that the children of the poor are in charge of the family early!

As soon as the food Ma Xiaohai brought was opened, everyone exclaimed when they saw the snow-white rice and refined flour.

In this era, the rice and flour that are specially provided may not be as good as Song Lan's take out from the portable mall.

Those who wanted fine grains almost wanted to grab them one by one.

"Little brother, how much is your flour per catty? I want it all!"

"No! No! I saw it too, man, you got at least half my points!"

Ma Xiaohai quickly stopped them, "Don't worry, don't worry, rice and flour cost three yuan a catty, and brown sugar costs five yuan a catty, no tickets are required."

"It's so expensive? Make it cheaper!"

"It's not expensive. It's not easy to get such good rice and flour. That's the price now. If it were last year, people would buy it in their [-]s and [-]s!"

At this time, a man in a Chinese tunic suit walked up to Ma Xiaohai, and without further ado, he said, "Little brother, I bought all your rice, flour, and brown sugar, how much do you want?"

Ma Xiaohai quickly calculated, "Rice and flour are three yuan a catty, twenty catties each, a total of 120 yuan; ten catties of brown sugar, five yuan a catty, is 50 yuan, and together it is 170 yuan."

The man quickly took out a stack of ten yuan RMB, quickly counted seventeen pieces, and stuffed them into Ma Xiaohai's hand.

He said to Ma Xiaohai again: "Little brother, lend me your back basket, and I will return it when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, he just picked up the backpack and left, so fast that people couldn't react.

After he walked a few steps, those people who were still bargaining before came to their senses and cursed one by one.

"What's the matter with this person? Do you understand the rule of first come first served?"

"That's right, look at how he's dressed like a dog, he looks like a robber!"

"It's all right now, the fine grains I've been waiting for for a long time are gone."

"Oh, little brother, do you still sell fine grains?"

At this time, Song Lan opened her big cloth bag and said to them, "I still have ten catties of rice and ten catties of flour here, who do you want?"

Those two who originally said they wanted to buy, didn't even think about it this time, so they just took out 30 yuan, bought rice for one, and flour for the other, and left quickly.

Song Lan and Ma Xiaohai looked at each other and smiled.

Ma Xiaohai took out another watch and held it in his hand, but no one cared about it for a long time, it seems that this thing is not easy to sell!

Seeing this situation, Song Lan also said to Ma Xiaohai: "Xiaohai, it seems that you have to sell these watches in places where rich people hang out. I'm afraid you won't be able to sell many of them here, and you won't be able to sell them at a high price."

She took a look and found that most of the people who came here were buying food and meat.

Song Lan tried to take out ten packs of bacon that weighed one catty from the big cloth bag again.

As expected, as soon as the bacon was brought out, it was immediately snatched up.

Seeing Ma Xiaohai looking at her big cloth bag suspiciously, Song Lan didn't dare to take things out from the portable shopping mall anymore.

She said to Ma Xiaohai: "Xiaohai, wait a little longer and see if this watch can be sold. I'll go to other stalls to see."

She seemed to see a lot of bottles and cans on the booth of an old man just now, and some looked like ancient books, but no one came forward to ask.

Nowadays people can't fill their stomachs full, so how many people would buy these useless things back home!

Even if these are antiques, their value will not be revealed until decades later. How many people have the spare money and thought to collect these things.

However, other people don't need these treasures, but she needs them. If others want them too, then it's not her turn to pick them up at such a low price.

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)