"Brother, do you have any goods?" A sneaky figure stood under the wall, whispering to another person.
"what do you want?"
"Is there any meat? Any meat is fine!"
"Do you have money?"
"Yes, I have money." The man excitedly took out a stack of bills to prove that he had money.
"What kind of meat do you want, pork, chicken, duck? The prices are different."
"My wife is about to give birth, and I want to buy an old hen to give her some nourishment." The man rubbed his nose that was red from the cold and said.
"An old hen costs 8 yuan a piece."
"So expensive?" That person probably didn't expect that hens are so expensive.
"Hens can lay eggs, so the price is naturally high. Roosters are cheap. Do you want them?"
The man struggled for a while and said, "Can it be cheaper?"
"It can't be cheap, but if you buy a hen, I'll get ten eggs for free. Do you want to buy it? If you don't, don't hinder my business."
As soon as the man heard about the eggs, he made some calculations in his mind, and after a while he said: "I bought it."
The man opposite opened a small secret door at the back and took out a bamboo basket. Inside was an old hen weighing four or five kilograms.
The buyer happily took the bamboo basket, looked at the hen, and said, "Brother, your chicken looks good."
"Of course, if you don't ask me, I, the sixth one, have never sold anything in Pigeon Market."
While he was talking, he took out another small cloth bag. When he opened it, he found ten eggs. The chicken feces on each egg had not been wiped clean. At first glance, they were the freshest ones.
The buyer saw the goods well, happily gave the money, took the goods and left happily without saying a word.
Business here is shady.
The seller collected the money, found a hidden corner, and the next moment the money in his hand disappeared.
At this time, it was getting late, and the seller saw that the business was dwindling, so he closed the stall and walked slowly to the north of the city, arriving in front of a large courtyard.
There was a middle-aged man standing at the door of the courtyard. He was in his forties or fifties, and his hair was a little gray.
When the middle-aged man saw the seller, he narrowed his eyes and said hello.
"Xiao Wang! You came back so late! Where did you go for a walk!"
"Third uncle, you have a good harvest today!" The seller, who was familiar with the middle-aged man, joked without any hesitation:
"Going fishing again!"
The middle-aged man was holding a fishing rod in his hand and carrying a fish basket. Several small fish were wagging their tails and having fun.
"If you don't have enough food and clothing, you will suffer poverty if you don't know how to calculate. How can I support a family with my little salary and if I don't lose some fish and give it as a tooth sacrifice." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"But I want to talk about you, Xiao Wang! You are almost twenty-five this year! You usually spend a lot of money, but you don't know how to save some money for your wife."
"I can eat enough for myself and the whole family is not hungry. I feel so comfortable. Why do I get married? Find someone to take care of me!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How come you are so generous with your life like that idiot? Now you are the only one left in the Wang family. If you don't get married, how can you continue the family line? Do you want the Wang family to have no descendants?"
"Third uncle, we are in a new society now, why do you still have the old idea that there are three types of unfilial piety, and having no offspring is the worst!"
The middle-aged man choked, with a slight anger on his face: "Don't you get married and have children in the new society? I think you are a fool. Sooner or later, the old Wang family will be wiped out."
"Having a son doesn't necessarily mean you are a filial son or a virtuous grandson. Let me tell you! Children are debts, so it's better not to take them."
Xiao Wang walked into the courtyard with the steps of disowning his relatives, completely ignoring the third uncle's face the color of pig's liver.
"Why did Lao Wang give birth to such a bastard?"
Xiao Wang walked into the courtyard and greeted everyone with a smile, but most people ignored him and even avoided him.
It can be seen that this Xiao Wang's popularity in the courtyard is not very good.
Only an old-looking man spoke a few words to him.
"Xiao Wang, come to my house for a drink later!" When the man saw Xiao Wang, his attitude was obviously different from the others.
"Okay! Brother Zhu, as usual, you will serve the food later and I will serve the wine." Xiao Wang shouted happily.
Xiao Wang walked into a room in the backyard of the courtyard, looked at the half-opened window that should have been closed, sneered in his heart, opened the door and walked in.
It turned out that the door was not locked at all.
Xiao Wang's home is not big, just a bunk room of about thirty square meters. Apart from a bed, a low table, and two small stools, it can be said that the house has only four walls.
After closing the door, Xiao Wang went to bed and relaxed completely.
Xiao Wang's full name is Wang Gang. He was originally an unemployed young man in the 21st century. But one day, he opened his eyes and found that he had traveled through time.
After a period of adjustment, Wang Gang adapted to the new world.
Wang Gang is a soul-piercing person, and the original owner is also named Wang Gang. His ancestors have been sharecroppers for generations and he has a clean life. He lost his mother when he was young and was raised by his father.
His father was an ordinary worker at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. He sent his father to join the army when he was sixteen.
After Wang Gang awakened his past life memory, he was undergoing training in the army to integrate the original owner's memory. Later, he served as a soldier for several years. It was not until he was 21 years old that he received the news of his father's death and returned home.
After returning home, Wang Gang realized that his home was actually the famous Qinman Courtyard, and his home was right next door to the home of the male protagonist Silly Zhu and He Yuzhu.
It was at this time that his golden finger awakened.
Wang Gang's golden finger is very simple. It is not powerful at all. It is just a portable space. It is 100 cubic meters in size. It can store anything, including dead and living things, but it cannot put people in.
After attending his father's funeral, Wang Gang took over his father's shift and entered the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, becoming a glorious worker.
His father, Wang Gui, was a seventh-level fitter in a steel rolling mill before his death, earning a monthly salary of 84.5 yuan.
Naturally, Wang Gang cannot work as a seventh-level fitter, so he can only start as an apprentice, with a monthly salary of only 13.5 yuan, and after becoming a full-time employee, it will be 27 yuan.
Thirteen yuan in the 1960s was not enough to feed a family, but it was enough to feed Wang Gang alone.
It's just that Wang Gang, a good young man in the 21st century, how could he be used to the hard and tiring work of a fitter? What's more, he is also a lustful master, and 13 yuan is really not enough for him.
After entering the steel rolling mill, Wang Gang immediately applied for job transfer, hoping to be transferred to the factory driver class and become a truck driver.
When he was in the army, he was a transport soldier and learned to drive and repair cars. However, in the factories of that era, there were many positions, so it was not easy to change positions.
Fortunately, the original owner's father left him some inheritance, two tile-roofed houses, and more than 1,800 yuan.
Wang Gang used the money to buy some good wine, meat and cigarettes, went to the deputy factory director's house, and settled the job transfer. He soon became an ordinary truck driver in the driver class, and his salary was also adjusted to 27 yuan.
The salary may not seem like much, but truck drivers have a lot of hidden income, not to mention that Wang Gang still has a golden finger to carry around.
While driving on missions, he would always visit some rural areas, spend money to purchase grain and meat, and bring them to Pigeon Market for sale.
The things in the space come out just as they go in. There is no rot problem and they are guaranteed to be fresh. Sometimes Wang Gang will exchange things for things to reward himself with something good. He leads a very nourishing life every month.
You can also earn about a hundred yuan.
The main reason is that Wang Gang does not dare to do anything too big for fear of causing problems. The consequences of speculation in this era are still very serious.
