Siheyuan: Start with Security

He said to her excitedly:

"Sister, Yang Chen is going to invite me to eat hot pot tonight. I've never eaten hot pot when I grow up. Have you ever eaten?"

At this moment, Qin Huairu's heart felt as if she had eaten an orange, sour, she pursed her lips and said disdainfully:

"I often eat hot pot, it's no big deal."

"Is that right, sister, you are all from the city, unlike me, I was thinking of getting the leftovers back at night, forget it."

Qin Jingru said it seriously, as if he believed Qin Huairu's words.

When Qin Huairu heard this, she became anxious, regardless of what she had just finished speaking, she said again:

"Take it back. If you don't eat the leftovers, it's a waste. Now the country advocates saving food."

At this time, Yang Chen had already walked out of the factory gate.

This is the advantage of the security guard. He can leave when his duty is over.

But the others naturally didn't dare to leave, they were all obediently in the lounge.

But Yang Chen is different, he is sure to leave and no one will report him.

Even if someone really reported it, he could still find Deputy Director Li and give him a small gift at that time, and this matter would naturally be overwhelmed.

After all, the security guards have not clearly stipulated that they must always be in the factory when they go to work.

Just like Shazhu, he is a chef, no matter in the TV series or in the factory, he rushes from the courtyard to the factory when he is about to cook.

This is also against the rules, but no one cares about it, so it is normal for Yang Chen to behave like this now.

And the place Yang Chen is going to go now is Pigeon City.

It sounds like it is specialized in selling pigeons. It used to be true, but now it is occupied by a large group of people who trade offline. Now it is commonly known as the black market.

When he came here, Yang Chen didn't ride the bicycle, and he put on a disguise.

After all, although the higher-ups turned a blind eye, they knew that it was not easy for ordinary people, so they didn't care much about it.

But if you really meet someone who wants to hurt you and report it, you can only be dumb and eat coptis, and you can't tell the pain.

And Yang Chen came here this time, naturally not only to buy hot pot vegetables and meat.

Mainly because he wanted to come over, buy some tickets and some other things.

After all, although he is rewarded a lot by the system now, there is still 300 yuan, which is already a huge sum of money in this era.

But in this day and age, tickets are used no matter what you buy. Although there is a lot of money, the tickets given by the system are really not enough.

After walking for less than half an hour, after coming out of an alley, Yang Chen saw a big market.

This is the Pigeon City. At this time, the Pigeon City is crowded with people, and everyone wears a hat on their head or uses other things to cover their faces.

Yang Chen touched the beard on his face, and after making sure that it wouldn't fall off, he walked in slowly.

As soon as I entered, I saw many people looking for the sky to trade.

Yang Chen also walked forward step by step in a low-key manner, from the beginning to the end, turned around twice, and basically understood how to trade.

But it seems that old hens and all kinds of meat are available, but they just don't have the tickets they want.

But Yang Chen naturally knew that there must be ticket sellers in Pigeon City, but it's still afternoon, not evening, so many ticket sellers didn't dare to show up.

Yang Chen didn't care about it either, after thinking about it, he decided to buy it later in the evening, and then came to a stall selling mutton.

This is the only one in Pigeon City that sells mutton, and most of the rest are pork and chicken.

"Uncle, how much is a catty of mutton?"

Looking at the stall owner squatting on the ground, Yang Chen asked in a low voice.

Hearing Yang Chen's words, the stall owner looked up and said quickly:

"Mutton costs one yuan and one dime a catty. If you want ten catties, it's five cents cheaper, and it's one yuan and five cents a catty."

Yang Chen couldn't help but want to laugh, who said that people of this era are stupid.

They are all familiar with the business methods of later generations, and they have already used them now.

The price of mutton is not too expensive. Unlike other places in Tianjing, the prices are relatively high. Normally, if there is a meat ticket, the price of mutton is seventy-eight cents.

The price of pork is [-] cents if you want a meat ticket, and it is one yuan and two if you don’t need a meat ticket.

So without any ink marks, he smiled and said:

"I'll take care of the rest. I'll take them all. Let's count it as one yuan per catty. Otherwise, it will take a while if you sell out. It's not worth it if you get caught."

When the stall owner heard Yang Chen's words, it made sense to think about it. It's too risky to bargain in this place.

Although the above turned a blind eye, it didn't necessarily mean that it was unlucky, and it was better to sell them all.

He picked up the scale beside him and weighed it.

After weighing, the stall owner said anxiously:

"It's 52 catties and one tael in total, so it's 52 yuan for you."

Looking at his eyes, Yang Chen naturally understood that he was afraid that he would not buy it again.

After all, at 52 yuan now, not to mention ordinary workers, even senior workers still get a month's salary.

It can be said that there are no more than 50 people in the entire Huaguo who can get a salary of more than [-] yuan a month.

Yang Chen didn't speak, took out the money from his pocket, counted it, and handed it to the stall owner.

After collecting the money, the stall owner seemed to be afraid that Yang Chen would regret it, as soon as he handed the meat to Yang Chen, and as soon as the things were packed, he ran away.

Seeing this, Yang Chen just glanced at it, then picked up the meat, and turned it around again.

After his rebirth, his strength has grown a lot in all aspects.

Picking up more than 50 catties of meat feels as light as nothing, otherwise I would have taken the meat and gone straight home.

I walked forward again and bought some vegetables.

Although there are chickens in the secret realm, Yang Chen wants to eat them when there are enough chickens.

So I bought some more chicken and some peppers.

When he was about to go back home, he suddenly saw a sneaky person in front of him.

That person has been walking up and down the street, looking at those who haven't bought anything from time to time, and then going up to ask questions.

An idea came to my mind, is it possible for this person to sell things that are not suitable for sale in broad daylight.

After looking at the place for a while, it is determined that there is an 80.00% possibility that this person is.

After all, many mobile phone sellers in the previous life were like this, suddenly ran behind you quietly, then patted your shoulder, and whispered in your ear:

"Brother, do you want a mobile phone?"

Chapter 19 Black Tickets in Pigeon City

"Brother, what are you selling?"

Yang Chen stepped forward, saw that person was still looking around, and took the initiative to pat him on the shoulder.

All of a sudden, the man was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground.

He turned around and looked at Yang Chen in horror. This person was about 30 years old, and he looked like an honest person like Sha Zhu.

But the muscles all over his body look like they have been exercised for many years.

I saw him tremblingly saying:

"No... I didn't sell anything, I just strolled normally."

Yang Chen looked at the grievance on this strong man's face, and couldn't help but want to laugh, so he suppressed his smile and said:

"Brother, have you misunderstood something? I'm shopping."

Hearing these words, the strong man looked at Yang Chen carefully, and he was relieved when he saw a lot of things in Yang Chen's hands.

Immediately, the momentum changed, and he said a little angrily:

"You scared me so much, I thought you were a red armband!"

Only then did Yang Chen understand, he suppressed a smile and said:

"I said, you just made me think I'm doing something to you, what do you sell here?"

Hearing this, the strong man looked Yang Chen up and down again, as if confirming his purchasing ability again, and as if confirming that he was really not a red armband.

After looking at it for a while, it seemed that something was confirmed, looked around, and said quickly:

"Come on, let's go aside and say, it's not convenient here."

"Let's just talk in the corner over there, there is no one there."

Yang Chen was worried that he would be cheating on others, even though his force value is quite high now.

But this kind of person must have accomplices in private. In addition, no matter how high the martial arts are, they are also afraid of kitchen knives. It is quite painful to be stabbed twice.

After all, this era is a parallel world, and it is relatively chaotic. When many people have nothing to eat, they even eat leaves, so it is better to be careful.

The strong man didn't object when he heard the words, he brought Yang Chen to the corner of the alley, and then took out a lot of tickets from his pocket.

Yang Chen looked at it, and this strong man still has some strength. Among these tickets, meat tickets, food tickets, and cloth tickets accounted for the majority, which is normal.

But there were three or four bicycle tickets.

Although I already have a bicycle, this thing is a good thing.

No matter who it is given to in the future, it can play a big role, after all, this thing is really hard to get.

Many people already have enough money to buy a bicycle, but because they don't have a bicycle ticket, they can only walk to work every day.

And after buying it, put it away by yourself, and when you want to get married in the future, you can also buy one for your wife.

Yang Chen is not a stingy person, thinking of this, he asked:

"How do you sell bicycle tickets?"

"One hundred."