"Wild boar, potatoes, yam for condiments, seeds, eggs, food stamps, cloth tickets, cigarettes, etc. "
Ye Tianya opened the mouth of the sack and put forward his own needs.
When everyone saw the large piece of wild boar in the bag, their eyes changed.
Since the second half of the year, the market has been without fresh meat, and meat has become the most sought-after commodity in the pigeon market.
People like him who carry hundreds of pounds of wild boar to trade at a time cannot be said to be unique, but they are also very few.
"Friend, can I buy your wild boar with money? 8 pieces and 1 pound!"
A man in a military coat asked first.
"Sorry, I only changed things!"
Ye Tianya shook his head.
Money is not worth much and there is nowhere to spend it.
So he was only willing to barter.
"How much pork can this 1-foot-2 cotton cloth exchange for?"
Another woman took a piece of blue cotton cloth and handed it to Ye Tianya.
She wears a liberation hat on her head, and her face is tightly covered by a red scarf.
Obviously, like everyone, I don't want to be recognized.
"How much do you want to change?" asked Ye Tianya.
"2...2 pounds, at least 2 pounds of meat, I won't change it without it!"
The woman stammered and stretched out 2 fingers.
Ye Tianya knew that she was bluffing and asking for a high price, but she did not refute it.
"2 pounds is 2 pounds, I changed with you!"
As he spoke, he took out a kitchen knife and cut a piece of wild boar and handed it to her.
The predecessor hardly had a decent outfit, and even the big pants were patched.
The 1-foot-2 cotton cloth in the woman's hand is almost enough to make a set of clothes.
It doesn't matter if he suffers a loss.
After the woman finished the transaction with Ye Tianya, she immediately hid the wild boar in the cotton coat and ran away.
"Comrade, how much meat can I exchange for 3 pounds of brown sugar?"
"Can 1 peony cigarette be exchanged for 1 pound of meat?"
"Comrade, I want to exchange eggs for some potatoes with you. "
Seeing that Ye Tianya was so bold, everyone took out the things at the bottom of the box and exchanged them with him.
Ye Tianya was also unambiguous.
But everything that is needed, the price is not much different, and the transaction is made directly.
In just over an hour, all the things he brought were changed.
Even the pork bones left over from the cut meat were exchanged for 10 eggs.
Just as he was about to pack his things and get ready to go home, four trucks drove into the grove.
The harsh lights illuminate the grove as if it were daytime.
"We are the city workers' militia brigade, you have been surrounded by speculators, hurry up and capture!"
Someone on the truck shouted loudly with a loudspeaker made of paper tubes.
Then dozens of young men in green military uniforms and red armbands jumped out of the truck to arrest people.
For a while, the pigeon market was a mess.
Some people carried baskets and tried desperately to escape, while others hid in the nearby grass.
Some unlucky people were caught by the militia and tied with ropes.
"Comrade, I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go!"
"Comrade, have pity on me, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a two-year-old daughter, and they are starving to death!"
"Comrade, I am from the Cultural Bureau, and I am very familiar with your captain, so let's make it convenient!"
...
The captured people panicked and pleaded.
The militiamen, however, remained unmoved and searched them one by one.
The common people are like mourners, tears and snot.
Because what was taken away was probably their last hope of survival, and now it's all gone.
Ye Tianya was a little farther away from the truck, and knowing that something was wrong, he quickly climbed up the big tree on the side.
He thought it should be safe to hide in a tree seven or eight meters high.
Who knows that there are people who follow his example and want to go up the tree to hide.
As a result, before he could climb up, he was pressed to the ground by the militia, and he also suffered.
"Come down, come down, don't come down again, I'll shoot." "
A middle-aged militiaman did not hesitate to raise the submachine gun hanging from his neck.
Ye Tianya had to honestly go down the tree and offer the sack on his shoulder with both hands.
"Comrade, you can take away the things and let us go, right?"
Militia brigades clearing pigeon markets is a regular occurrence.
Under normal circumstances, they will only collect the trading materials and will not pursue illegal transactions.
After all, ordinary people have a difficult life, and private transactions are purely helpless.
Leaders also open one eye and close one eye, and will not easily drive people to the end of the road.
"Whoever is with you is comrade, come, tie me up!"
The middle-aged militiaman grabbed the sack and cursed.
"Let me clean up, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" said Ye Tianya in a deep voice.
"Yo roar, one of you tama speculators dares to threaten me!"
The middle-aged militiaman said while smashing Ye Tianya's back with the butt of his gun.
Ye Tianya dodged slightly sideways, and then slammed a punch into the middle-aged militiaman.
Click!
The bridge of the nose of the middle-aged militiaman was broken, and blood suddenly flowed all over his face.
Before he could scream, he felt his neck tighten again.
It turned out that Ye Tianya snatched his submachine gun away.
"Ge Laozi's, give you a face, it's really a bully for Lao Tzu!"
Ye Tianya scolded pretentiously, and put the gun on the back of the middle-aged militiaman's head.
If anyone does not sin against me, I do not offend me, but if anyone sins against me, double the return!
This is a principle he has always adhered to.
Just now, he wanted to calm down the situation and lose something to consider himself unlucky.
However, the middle-aged militiaman's words completely angered him.
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Ye Tianya opened the mouth of the sack and put forward his own needs.
When everyone saw the large piece of wild boar in the bag, their eyes changed.
Since the second half of the year, the market has been without fresh meat, and meat has become the most sought-after commodity in the pigeon market.
People like him who carry hundreds of pounds of wild boar to trade at a time cannot be said to be unique, but they are also very few.
"Friend, can I buy your wild boar with money? 8 pieces and 1 pound!"
A man in a military coat asked first.
"Sorry, I only changed things!"
Ye Tianya shook his head.
Money is not worth much and there is nowhere to spend it.
So he was only willing to barter.
"How much pork can this 1-foot-2 cotton cloth exchange for?"
Another woman took a piece of blue cotton cloth and handed it to Ye Tianya.
She wears a liberation hat on her head, and her face is tightly covered by a red scarf.
Obviously, like everyone, I don't want to be recognized.
"How much do you want to change?" asked Ye Tianya.
"2...2 pounds, at least 2 pounds of meat, I won't change it without it!"
The woman stammered and stretched out 2 fingers.
Ye Tianya knew that she was bluffing and asking for a high price, but she did not refute it.
"2 pounds is 2 pounds, I changed with you!"
As he spoke, he took out a kitchen knife and cut a piece of wild boar and handed it to her.
The predecessor hardly had a decent outfit, and even the big pants were patched.
The 1-foot-2 cotton cloth in the woman's hand is almost enough to make a set of clothes.
It doesn't matter if he suffers a loss.
After the woman finished the transaction with Ye Tianya, she immediately hid the wild boar in the cotton coat and ran away.
"Comrade, how much meat can I exchange for 3 pounds of brown sugar?"
"Can 1 peony cigarette be exchanged for 1 pound of meat?"
"Comrade, I want to exchange eggs for some potatoes with you. "
Seeing that Ye Tianya was so bold, everyone took out the things at the bottom of the box and exchanged them with him.
Ye Tianya was also unambiguous.
But everything that is needed, the price is not much different, and the transaction is made directly.
In just over an hour, all the things he brought were changed.
Even the pork bones left over from the cut meat were exchanged for 10 eggs.
Just as he was about to pack his things and get ready to go home, four trucks drove into the grove.
The harsh lights illuminate the grove as if it were daytime.
"We are the city workers' militia brigade, you have been surrounded by speculators, hurry up and capture!"
Someone on the truck shouted loudly with a loudspeaker made of paper tubes.
Then dozens of young men in green military uniforms and red armbands jumped out of the truck to arrest people.
For a while, the pigeon market was a mess.
Some people carried baskets and tried desperately to escape, while others hid in the nearby grass.
Some unlucky people were caught by the militia and tied with ropes.
"Comrade, I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go!"
"Comrade, have pity on me, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a two-year-old daughter, and they are starving to death!"
"Comrade, I am from the Cultural Bureau, and I am very familiar with your captain, so let's make it convenient!"
...
The captured people panicked and pleaded.
The militiamen, however, remained unmoved and searched them one by one.
The common people are like mourners, tears and snot.
Because what was taken away was probably their last hope of survival, and now it's all gone.
Ye Tianya was a little farther away from the truck, and knowing that something was wrong, he quickly climbed up the big tree on the side.
He thought it should be safe to hide in a tree seven or eight meters high.
Who knows that there are people who follow his example and want to go up the tree to hide.
As a result, before he could climb up, he was pressed to the ground by the militia, and he also suffered.
"Come down, come down, don't come down again, I'll shoot." "
A middle-aged militiaman did not hesitate to raise the submachine gun hanging from his neck.
Ye Tianya had to honestly go down the tree and offer the sack on his shoulder with both hands.
"Comrade, you can take away the things and let us go, right?"
Militia brigades clearing pigeon markets is a regular occurrence.
Under normal circumstances, they will only collect the trading materials and will not pursue illegal transactions.
After all, ordinary people have a difficult life, and private transactions are purely helpless.
Leaders also open one eye and close one eye, and will not easily drive people to the end of the road.
"Whoever is with you is comrade, come, tie me up!"
The middle-aged militiaman grabbed the sack and cursed.
"Let me clean up, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" said Ye Tianya in a deep voice.
"Yo roar, one of you tama speculators dares to threaten me!"
The middle-aged militiaman said while smashing Ye Tianya's back with the butt of his gun.
Ye Tianya dodged slightly sideways, and then slammed a punch into the middle-aged militiaman.
Click!
The bridge of the nose of the middle-aged militiaman was broken, and blood suddenly flowed all over his face.
Before he could scream, he felt his neck tighten again.
It turned out that Ye Tianya snatched his submachine gun away.
"Ge Laozi's, give you a face, it's really a bully for Lao Tzu!"
Ye Tianya scolded pretentiously, and put the gun on the back of the middle-aged militiaman's head.
If anyone does not sin against me, I do not offend me, but if anyone sins against me, double the return!
This is a principle he has always adhered to.
Just now, he wanted to calm down the situation and lose something to consider himself unlucky.
However, the middle-aged militiaman's words completely angered him.
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