There is a residential alley in the side street. The two men walked in with their burdens, and there were already scattered people squatting or standing guarding their stalls.

This is the Grasshopper Market, which is a small place and gets its name because the sellers flee quickly.

Sister-in-law Song led Lin Yuzhu to find an empty seat. She scanned around and found no familiar people, so she simply put the pole on the ground and sat on it.

"To be honest, I can't remember that Wusheng at all, but the benefits are real, haha~" She happily opened the linen bag on top of the basket.

Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips and smiled softly, "I can be considered as having benefited from you."

The two of them sat on the same pole to facilitate chatting.

The people who come here are very low-key and speak in a hushed tone.

It was her first time to come to Hengjie Alley.

When she passed by other stalls just now, she took a rough look at them. Most of them were herbs and the like, but she saw two stalls each with two large bundles of thin bamboo.

Each branch is as tall as a person and as thick as a finger.

The people setting up the stall were two middle-aged women, dressed as shabby as Lin Yuzhu, leaning against each other and chatting leisurely.

Bamboo is an important commodity for the collective. Even if it grows in front of and behind the house, it cannot be said to be private.

If you are caught cutting, you will be taken to the brigade to be criticized, and you will be fined and deducted work points.

Many more people selling goods came to the alley one after another, and the stalls were spread far apart.

This is an unwritten rule.

If something goes wrong, when you arrest someone, you won't be caught one by one by the opportunistic left hand and the right hand.

After a while, several young men and women came. They came in empty-handed. Once they entered the alley, they each found a section and stood against the wall. They did not speak, but looked back and forth at the people in the alley.

After a while, when a man in his forties, wearing a liberation cap and an old Chinese tunic suit, entered the alley, the expressions of many people changed from numb to full of hope.

He started looking at the first stall in the alley, sometimes squatting down to look through it, selecting a few stalls, chatting in a low voice, and then the stall owner picked up his things and walked away with a relaxed look on his face.

Lin Yuzhu held her chin and watched quietly as the middle-aged man leaned over to lift the thin bamboo bundle, weighed it, and nodded.

The two parties chatted for a few words, and then the two women inserted bamboo bundles into the two ends of the straw poles, picked them up, and left, with very happy faces.

Sister-in-law Song tugged on Lin Yuzhu's sleeve, leaned into her ear and lowered her voice excitedly, "That person has a mole on his chin, he should be a relative of my sister!"

Lin Yuzhu nodded, thinking that it would be better to have a background after all.

Judging from her complexion, style, clothes, and Jiefang shoes on her feet, she looks so high-profile that she doesn't seem to be speculating.

When he came over with her hands behind her back, Sister-in-law Song smiled warmly and said, "Uncle Rong Fu!"

Liao Rongfu has a square head, a broad face, prominent brow bones, and downward-facing corners of his eyes.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two of them. With a faint hum, he bent down and turned over the ginger seeds in the basket twice.

"Eight cents a pound." He threw back the mountain ginger seeds in his hand with a calm expression.

When she heard that it was eight cents per catty, Sister-in-law Song became anxious. She nodded and bowed, smiling, "Uncle Rongfu, I am the youngest daughter of Wang Xingcai's family in Hezikou. It was Chunying from my family who told me that you are collecting mountain ginger seeds here~"

It's obviously said to be a dime per pound, but the difference is two cents. That's a huge difference.

Liao Rongfu stood up straight and looked at Sister-in-law Song, with a slight smile on his face.

"Oh, it turns out he's a relative of mine. I didn't recognize him just now. Then pick up something and send it over. Tell my mother-in-law that it's a dime. Do you know where it is?"

He wouldn't recognize this woman in isolation, but when it came to Station Master Wang at Hezikou, he had met her several times.

"I know, I know, Chunying told me." Sister-in-law Song nodded repeatedly, patted Lin Yuzhu's arm and signaled her to pick up the basket and leave.

"Then I'll send it over first. If Uncle Rong Fu has time, he can come to my house for a visit. It's very close."

"Okay, I'll go there when I have time." Liao Rongfu patted the dust on his hands and went to the next stall with his hands behind his back.

They were all talking politely, but in fact they had no idea where they were staying.

Lin Yuzhu followed Song Ersao through the alley, walked two more streets, and stopped at the door of an adobe house.

Lin Yuzhu observed carefully for a while and found that someone was directly picking up things and delivering them here by a familiar route.

"Sister-in-law Song, if you can establish a relationship with them, go and ask if we can send them over directly next time."

"Well, I think he is willing to betray my father's face. I will go and talk about it later."

She didn't plan to give her maiden name at first, but when she heard that it was missing two points, she had to take it out and use it.

She knew that Liao Rongfu not only stayed in Luotianwei to collect things, but also went to any town or town where there was a market. The warehouses where goods were collected were fixed in each place.

The two of them entered the door, and there were already a lot of things piled up in the main room. Lin Yuzhu secretly took a look at the woman sitting behind the table playing with the abacus.

He is about forty years old, with short ear-length hair, a full moon face, fair and chubby.

Wearing a blue khaki button-down jacket, and the lined collar underneath, you can tell it's a really good shirt.

Sister-in-law Song stepped forward with a smile and introduced herself. Liao Rongfu's mother-in-law stopped what she was doing, patiently chatted with her for a few words, and agreed that she could send things directly to the warehouse in the future.

Two helpers weighed the ginger seeds and removed the weight of the basket. Lin Yuzhu got four yuan and twenty-seven cents.

She counted the results of two nights of hard work one by one, feeling extremely emotional.

How much firewood does Song Iron and Steel have to cut to sell it for more than four yuan...

She pulled Sister-in-law Song aside, glanced around, and whispered in her ear: "Go and ask the price for thin bamboo."

Sister-in-law Song was both happy and scared at the same time because of her fearless attitude. Thin bamboo, how can you imagine that!

"Ahem..." She covered her mouth with an expression on her face that said, "My brother-in-law will fall out..."

Thin bamboo is sold by the production team for money. If they cut it secretly, they would definitely be scolded to death...

If she was caught by the brigade, she couldn't help but tremble at the thought of her brother-in-law's furious appearance.

"No, let's secretly go to someone else's place to chop it..." Lin Yuzhu pushed her arm, "It's the Gongyuan piece. Let's go chop it when it's almost dawn, and pick it up as soon as it breaks."

At that point, people are most sleepy. There is no village or shop in front of them. Which cadre would stay awake and come to the mountains to arrest people?

"This..." Sister-in-law Song bit her lip with a grimace and thought for a long time.

There is no need to take care of the thin bamboo, just bundle it up and carry it away.

As long as you are not caught while cutting, you will be fine if you cut it and walk on the road. If you meet someone, who can tell where it was cut from?

The most important thing is that if you put this thing on a scale, it will weigh dozens of kilograms after just working for a while.

She patted Lin Yuzhu heavily on the shoulder, "Very good, dare to think and dare to do it! If one day we are caught and my brother-in-law comes to fish for us, you must help me withstand it..."

She had been scolded several times for trying to speculate.

Girl Lin Yuzhu is so beautiful and charming, she should be reluctant to scold her to death...

"Don't get excited..." Lin Yuzhu rubbed her shoulders dumbfounded, "We have to keep a lucky mentality and prepare for the worst. In the worst case, I will take care of the captain."

This is just a matter of chopping some thin bamboo. The most you can do is put up a sign and visit the village to be embarrassed, compensate you, and fine you.

Let’s talk about making money. It’s painful when you don’t have money in your pocket.
Chapter completed!