Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

welcome over.

"Mom, the glue on my hand is gone."

The stick sticks out his right hand, showing.

"That's fine, just be careful in the future."

"Mom, thank you for your hard work."

Qin Huairu felt relieved.

"Humph."

Jia Zhang snorted coldly, still holding her breath in her heart.

"Mom, how much did it cost, tell me."

"I'll pay you back when I get paid."

Qin Huairu said.

"It cost four dollars and two."

Jia Zhang's eyes lit up.

Lie about a number.

"Mom, grandma just gave me thirty cents of registration money, and didn't spend any other money."

Sticking out with a narrow face.

"You are heartless."

"I was the one who took you to the hospital. Help your mother and not me."

Jia Zhang didn't feel the slightest embarrassment.

Mumbling and complaining.

"How can you not spend a penny?"

Qin Huairu asked in surprise.

"I asked the doctor to treat the stick first, and I didn't pay the fee."

Jia Zhang said proudly.

"This, can this work?"

Qin Huairu twitched.

"What's wrong, like you, throwing money into the hospital, this family can't survive."

Jia Zhang criticized.

"Then the doctor can't find us."

Qin Huairu was still worried.

"What are you afraid of? Whether you can find it or not is two different things."

"Look at how cowardly you are."

"Besides, how high is the doctor's salary, the designated can't care about this 0.7 small money."

"I did this to give him a long memory, and he has to thank me."

Jia Zhang said disdainfully.

"Mom, the doctor wanted to change my medicine, but grandma took me out without paying."

Sticky report.

"Mom, how can you do this?"

Qin Huairu was angry.

"It's just a little bit of skin. If there is anything to change, it will be fine in two days."

"That doctor's heart is black, and he scares us, so we don't spend that wrong money."

Jiazhang said loudly.

"It's fine, stick, pay more attention these few days, and don't get any more wounds."

Qin Huairu nodded.

I am also happy.

It took thirty cents to solve the matter of stick stems, which was much better than Qin Huairu expected.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Bingye opened his eyes, found a straw hat and some rags to bring.

Push open the door and unlock the bike.

Carrying the car out of the courtyard.

After leaving the courtyard, Zhang Bingye got on his bike and drove towards Chaoyang Vegetable Market.

When approaching the Chaoyang Vegetable Market, Zhang Bingye stopped the car.

Finding an empty corner, he took out two hemp rope bags from the storage ring.

Hang on the back of the bike.

Put on your own straw hat and wrap it around your face with a rag.

After finishing these things, Zhang Bingye rode his bicycle and drove slowly to the vegetable market.

082: Black market trading, rich harvest

Chaoyang vegetable market is a bustling vegetable market in Sijiu City during the day.

Pigeon Market is just beside Chaoyang Vegetable Market.

But the scale is not large during the day, and they sell things in hiding.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, Pigeon City is bustling.

People in Sijiucheng call it a ghost market or a black market.

Tickets are not required for everything, as long as you have money, you can buy it.

And there are all kinds of things for sale, including everything.

The most common ones are grain meat, seasoning oil and so on.

Farmers in the countryside set off in the early morning with their loads, and came here to set up stalls around three o'clock.

Just to make more money.

Others include cigarettes, drinks, and miscellaneous things.

The people above all know this place, and basically turn a blind eye to it.

Tickets are required for everything, and ordinary people cannot buy many things at all.

A black market naturally emerged.

Demand can be suppressed, but absolutely cannot be eliminated.

Zhang Bingye came to the black market.

Find a place that sells meat and stop the bicycle.

Remove the two sacks on the back seat.

Inside are chickens, ducks, beef and mutton prepared by Zhang Bingye.

Two sacks were laid on the ground.

Chicken and duck are placed on a sack.

Beef and mutton are placed on a sack.

There is a scale in the middle.

There are no electronic scales at this time.

Zhang Bingye used an old-fashioned scale, a beam for measuring weight, and a weight hanging on the beam.

There is a round metal aluminum basin under the scale beam and an iron hook.

It can be weighed in an aluminum basin, or hung on an iron hook for weighing.

The weight is hung on the beam. If the beam is in balance, the scale on the weight, 20, shows the weight of the item.

As soon as Zhang Bingye set up his stall, someone came to ask the price.

"How do you sell this beef?"

A middle-aged man with a tight package and a thick voice asked.

"Two yuan and three pounds."

Zhang Bingye said.

"It's too expensive, can it be cheaper?"

Middle-aged men want to bargain.

"It can't be cheaper."

"Look at how rare beef is now."

Zhang Bingye refused.

Normal pork with a ticket costs just over 8 cents per catty.

If you don’t bring a ticket, it will be doubled directly, and 1.6 is the starting price.

The price of beef was originally higher than that of pork, Zhang Bingye knew it well.

2.3 a catty is the normal price.

"Give me... a catty."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

Zhang Bingye pulled down a piece of beef with a kitchen knife.

Hang it on an iron hook.

"Ninety-two and a half."

"Give me two dollars and two."

Zhang Bingye took the scale away.

The middle-aged man handed Zhang Bingye two yuan.

I took a bag and put the beef in it.

Leaving overjoyed.

Tomorrow I will entertain guests at home, so the meat is all gone.

"What's the price of your duck meat?"

Someone else came to ask.

"1.2 a pound."

Zhang Bingye said.

The price he offered was suitable, and he was not afraid that no one would buy it.

After a while, several people gathered in front of Zhang Bingye's booth.

Ten ducks, half a sheep, twenty catties of beef, and two chickens.

The meat brought by Zhang Bingye decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.