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

After selling for half a point, there are only a few duck necks and sheep necks left on the stall.

There is little meat in the neck and head, and the meat buyers are smart and don't want the meat in these two places.

"Duck neck is 8 cents a catty, mutton is on sale at 1.2 cents a catty."

Zhang Bingye yelled.

Leftover clearance.

Immediately several people gathered around.

Sweep out the leftover goods on Zhang Bingye's booth.

After buying the meat, Zhang Bingye put away the sack and folded it.

strapped to the back of the bike.

He roughly estimated that selling these meats would bring in as little as 500 yuan.

It is a very considerable income.

He originally saved more than 300 points in his hand, but he spent nearly 200 to buy a bicycle and 80 to buy an electric fan.

There is not much money left in hand.

Later, I received 100 yuan in daily rewards, and this time I earned 500 yuan from selling meat, and the deposit in my hand more than doubled.

Reached more than 600.

With money in hand, Zhang Bingye thought about what to buy.

He has just mastered the skill of identifying antiques, so he might be able to pick something up.

Zhang Bingye wandered around casually.

I spent a few dollars to buy a catty of sugar and two catties of dry corn kernels.

Hang on the back of the bike.

Dried corn kernels are fried with sugar and oil, and can be made into popcorn with the lid on.

Eat as a snack.

Zhang Bingye continued to walk around.

This was the first time he came back to the black market.

"Brother, look at the tea leaves, it smells so fragrant."

"This is the best Longjing."

Someone yelled at Zhang Bingye, selling goods.

Zhang Bingye didn't respond.

He doesn't drink tea, so he doesn't need it.

"Selling cigarettes, selling cigarettes, Hongmei Tieying Daqianmen, everything."

"Wuliangye, Xide, Gujing, Fenjiu, Moutai, all of them are of good quality and cheap."

On the other side are stalls selling alcohol and tobacco.

There were also people shouting.

Zhang Bingye pushed the cart and walked over.

Although he doesn't smoke or drink, it's always right to buy some alcohol and tobacco.

It might come in handy someday.

Find someone to ask questions or something, pass a cigarette up, everything is easy to handle.

It is very necessary to entrust someone to handle errands and put a bottle of good wine on the dinner.

"Little brother, what kind of cigarettes do you want to buy?"

"My cigarettes are authentic, and the price is twice as expensive as the non-required ticket. You can go to other stores and ask for the same price."

Zhang Bingye came to a stall, and the stall owner introduced him enthusiastically.

"Let me consider."

Zhang Bingye said casually.

Watch slowly.

Although it is said that in this era, there are very few fake cigarettes and fake alcohol.

But that’s not to say there aren’t any. It’s not a bad thing to have an extra heart.

And this is a black market, if you are cheated, you can only admit it yourself, there is no place to reason.

Zhang Bingye looked at three or four booths in a row.

Finally, I chose a booth and bought two boxes of Daqianmen.

Normal ticket, [-] cents and [-] box.

There is no need to bring a ticket to buy at the booth, and it sells a box of [-] cents.

Zhang Bingye has money now, so he naturally doesn't care about it.

He pretended to put the big front door in his pocket, but actually put it in the storage ring.

Zhang Bingye came to the booth selling alcohol again.

These days, you have to bring a ticket to sell cigarettes and alcohol, and the alcohol content is finer.

You can only buy good wines such as Moutai and Fenjiu with a premium wine ticket.

You can put Maotai on the booth and sell it without a ticket.

Generally, it is something that can only be done by very powerful people.

In ancient times, there was salt and iron, but now there are tobacco and alcohol.

The matter of making money has not changed since ancient times.

Zhang Bingye walked around, and there were only two stalls selling Moutai.

"How to sell Moutai?"

Zhang Bingye picked a family to ask.

"Nine yuan a bottle, no bargaining."

"Don't go to another one to ask, we both sell at the same price."

"A premium drink ticket costs five yuan, not much."

The stall owner responded.

Zhang Bingye calculated in his heart.

A bottle of Moutai costs nine yuan, which is equivalent to the money a wealthy family can save in a month.

A bottle of Moutai in later generations, even the most common one, costs thousands of bottles.

Even if time goes by decades, high-end drinks are really not something ordinary people can afford.

"Little brother, if you really want to buy it, don't hesitate, it's no problem to choose my family."

"I have set up a stall here for a long time, and they are all time-honored brands. I can't cheat you alone."

The stall owner thought Zhang Bingye was hesitating and took the initiative to clarify his reputation.

"Give me two bottles."

Zhang Bingye took out an 18-yuan ticket.

Pay in one hand and deliver in one hand.

Moutai produced in this year, like decades later, is also a milky white glass bottle.

But it is sealed with a cork stopper.

A layer of oil paper was added to seal the surface.

In the hand, the oiled paper feels delicate.

Holding two bottles of Moutai, Zhang Bingye put them in the sack on the back seat of the bicycle.

continue shopping.

Came to a stall selling antiques.

The stall owners who sell antique stalls are very enthusiastic.

As long as Zhang Bingye stopped in front of the stall, the stall owner would take the initiative to say hello.

Talk about the advantages of their own goods in detail.

What I said was a hype.

It seems that several imperial tombs have been dug up.

Zhang Bingye has the skill of identifying antiques, so he can tell the real ones from the fake ones at a glance.

Not a single good thing was found.

They're all shoddy fakes.

'When the holiday is over, I still have to go to Liulichang to have a look. '

Zhang Bingye thought to himself.

At this time, Pan Jiayuan didn't say anything.

Pan 393's homeland was originally a kiln nest, but it was forced to be remodeled after liberation, and it became a place where ordinary people lived.

None of these people have serious jobs, so they can only do part-time jobs and do more tiring jobs to make a living.

Some smart people started small businesses secretly, reselling things to make a difference.

The back slowly developed and turned into many stalls.

In the 90s, Panjiayuan became famous and gradually developed into an antique trading market resounding at home and abroad.

At this moment, Liulichang is the place where those plump children from the previous dynasty sold their ancestral family business.

There will even be a lot of foreigners running over to shop for domestic antiques.

Bring it back and make big money.

Zhang Bingye was a little depressed, and looked at him casually.

Thinking of walking through this antique stall, I went back to the courtyard and slept again.

Suddenly, a yellow wooden box fell into Zhang Bingye's eyes.

The surface of the wooden box is covered with a layer of dust, and there are some greasy stains.

Very inconspicuous.

But it made Zhang Bingye's eyes brighten slightly.

Because this yellow wooden box is made of golden nanmu.

In history, Nan, Zhang, Catalpa, and Ku are called the four famous trees, and Nanmu is crowned as the first.

Golden nanmu is the leader among nanmu.

The texture is straight and fine, with a delicate fragrance.

Although the wooden box was covered with filth and dust, Zhang Bingye recognized it at a glance.

The box is made of golden nanmu, and the items inside are definitely not ordinary goods.

Zhang Bingye immediately became interested.

However, Zhang Bingye did not go directly to this booth.

Instead, he found a nearby family and made a gesture of inquiry.

"Brother, I have good things from all dynasties here, just tell me which dynasty you want."

"I'll pick for you."