Tang Qing happily accepted these pieces of "thank you" food. He unfolded the oil paper and picked up a piece to eat on the spot. It was dense and sweet, with a strong bean fragrance.
"This one is delicious too. I found it. You are all treasures here."
After Tang Qing finished eating one piece, he carefully put the remaining two pieces into his pocket. He asked expectantly, "Can I still come over to eat tomorrow?"
Zhao Lanxiang, who received a big favor, responded without hesitation: "Okay."
Tomorrow, she doesn't plan to go to the county town to buy more grain and meat, but there is still some flour left at home, so there should be no problem in entertaining people.
Sanya will also go to the fields and creeks to fish for fish, shrimp, loach, and clams these days. In the past, when there was no oil at home, Sanya didn't know the benefits of these things. Since Zhao Lanxiang made the loach soup, in her spare time when she was not working, Sanya liked to move these things to her house and keep them in a water tank. Sometimes she will lie on the edge of the water tank and look at these things with a smile, showing longing eyes.
After Zhao Lanxiang and Tang Qing sent him away, he went to the brigade's warehouse to buy a few mangoes.
There are many mountains and hills here, the rainy season is rich in rain, the sunshine is abundant, and although the cultivated land is small, it has a natural advantage in planting fruit trees. In the autumn harvest, the grain was harvested, and the green fruits were picked by the way, and transported to the city by car overnight.
She pressed the big green and hard mangoes, picked a few slightly softer ones, and paid five cents.
Jiang Jianjun still liked eating mangoes at this time, but he suffered a serious injury in 1979. Due to taking medicine, his skin became allergic to mangoes after the injury. Since then, there has been no sign of mangoes in his home. Once he ingested a mango-flavored drink, his throat and esophagus swelled to the point that he couldn't breathe, and almost killed him. This kind of fruit could be regarded as a nightmare for him.
Because she was not sure whether Jiang Jianjun was really what she thought, she planned to test him through Jiang Li.
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He Songbai went to the county town with Liang Tiezhu early in the morning.
Tie Zhu went to deliver the goods, and he went to find another brother. He walked to a residential building and knocked on the door, and a naive boy quickly emerged from it.
After seeing He Songbai, he tentatively said, "One, two, three, four, five."
He Songbai twisted his ears and said, "One, two, three, four, five, don't you recognize me?"
Han boy scratched his head, smiled hehely, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Bo, isn't this saying that I'm used to it?"
"Are you looking for my father? He's busy collecting things in the back, ready to go out to work."
He Songbai walked in, and the man inside said without turning his head, "I won't accept it today, let's go back."
The hidden cubicles in the house were full of things, scattered all over the place, and there was almost nowhere to go. He Songbai knew that they would soon be delivered to various customers and sold out quickly.
He Songbai said, "I've come to see you for something."
The man who was sorting things froze for a moment, and he turned around in surprise, "Ah, why did you come to the city?"
"I'm busy, so I can't entertain you properly." Li Zhong said, rubbing his hands.
"The girl you introduced last time, the bean cake she brought is delicious. During this time, many customers have asked and want to buy more. You..." His eyes fell on the thing He Songbai was holding , shines brightly.
He Songbai put the twenty kilograms of kidney bean cake in front of Li Zhong, and said indifferently, "I'll give it to you. I still have something to do today. I'm busy and I don't have time to sell it. Is there any way for you to buy a bicycle here?"
Li Zhong thought for a while, then patted his head and said, "There are some, you're right to find me. Although I'm a food seller, I can't make a big deal with bicycles, but my uncle sells it, but you can come here. Unfortunately, my uncle just sold one yesterday, and it was all sold out. This kind of supply is scarce, and there is one for one."
He paused and added: "This kind of 'big stuff' has to pass through my uncle's hands. It's too hot to be checked."
The "uncle" in Li Zhong's mouth is the fourth uncle. The black market in Qingmiao County is under the control of the fourth uncle, and the uncle who has a foundation and an organization is the only one to follow his lead. Li Zhong had some distant relatives with his fourth uncle, so he even took him to the black market.
These days, bicycles can be described as "hard to find". An entire factory has only a few indicators for buying bicycles every year. After purchasing with a ticket, you must first go to the police station to register, stamp and list it. Anyone who loses a bicycle can be easily checked by the police. . Only the fourth uncle has the relationship to "brand" the bicycle, and this kind of big business can only be handled by him.
He Songbai remained silent, and Li Zhong said that there were no more bicycles, so there really was no more.
Li Zhong paused and said, "Why, my brother wants to buy a bicycle, did he come to do our business after he figured it out?"
"If there are new ones next time, I'll keep them for you, but this car is a bit expensive, are you ready for your money?" He stretched out three thumbs, three hundred yuan.
Honestly queue up to buy bicycles with tickets. The price is about one hundred and fifty, and the price varies from brand to brand. Good brands are more expensive. The price on the black market is significantly higher, sometimes more than three or four times the price.
Li Zhong said: "Buy 'Dajinlu'. 'Dajinlu' is sturdy and easy to load, and it is not as bright as the famous brands such as 'Phoenix' and 'Permanent', but in our business, you have to buy sturdy and sturdy. Yes, it's all my own and I will lower the price for you."
He Songbai suddenly felt that the golden bean and golden leaves in his arms were hot. A piece of golden leaf was 5 grams, beans were 8 grams, and the price of gold was about 20 yuan per gram. He did a quick mental calculation, if the gold wasn't undercut, it wouldn't be a problem to buy a bike, otherwise... He probably couldn't afford a bike with what he had in his arms.
He Songbai was extremely silent.
Li Zhong is knowledgeable and has bright eyes. He soon saw the embarrassment of He Songbai.
He said, "Based on the relationship between you and me, brother, I have to give you a cheaper price. The 300 yuan I just mentioned is sold outside, and I can make it for 200 yuan myself."
To be honest, Li Zhong didn't say anything vaguely.
In fact, the price of bicycles on the black market is definitely going up by 350, so there is no need to save money on the license plate of the bicycle by relying on human relationships and relationships. Two hundred yuan is a price that my family can't buy at all. Li Zhong planned to secretly subsidize 50 yuan to go in and sell the bicycle to He Songbai. Just by virtue of the righteousness of fighting and drinking together at the beginning, how could the brothers fail to pull together.
He Songbai said: "You don't need to calculate it so cheap for me. I have a good idea of how much a bicycle will cost."
"How much do you calculate these bean cakes?"
Li Zhong lifted it up and weighed his head, and said according to the concave pattern of the hole: "Twenty-one catties, count you one piece and twenty-one catties, a total of twenty-five yuan and two cents, and I'll give you twenty-one catties of grain... Count the votes, brother."
Li Zhong handed over a stack of broken coins.
He Songbai put it in his pocket, turned and left the residential house.
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Tie Zhu quickly finished delivering the food and came over to meet He Songbai.
He lowered his voice and whispered to He Songbai endlessly.
"Brother Bo, let's sell grain with me, our brothers will cut the gold together..."
He Songbai rode a bicycle and led Tie Zhu across the entire county town of Dayi University. After more than an hour, they took them to a deep alley. He Songbai pushed open the door of the dilapidated old house and pushed Tie Zhu inside.
"It's all your own people, you go to the opponent. When you're busy in the future, just sell the food to them."
Tie Zhu walked in, and walked out ten minutes later with a moved face.
With tears in his eyes, he said, "I'm a jerk, the black market is so big, I haven't met them in two years."
Liang Tiezhu wiped the corners of his eyes, and transparent tears soaked his sleeves.
"I saw Cat Dan's hand was broken, and Dog's remaining eyes were broken."
He was a big and five thick man, and he couldn't help wiping tears in the alley.
"Everyone's life is not easy..."
The heavy labor made them unable to squeeze out a pitiful time to reminisce. Tie Zhu choked back when he was full of words, and came out with a complicated mood, and even his emotions were suppressed and not revealed.
"In the future, my food will only be delivered here, how about you?"
He Songbai shook his head.
When he saw Liang Tiezhu's sharp eyes like a leopard, he explained, "I don't sell food."
Liang Tiezhu asked in surprise, "What do you do if you don't make food?"
In his perception, these scattered scumbags can do nothing but sell food.
He lit a cigarette, and the match wiped the phosphor paper to create a small flower, which was gone in a flash. With a cigarette in his thin lips, he said vaguely, "Raw meat."
"There is less supply of meat."
From the long queue in front of the store, it is enough to see the tight supply and demand in the meat market. Grain must be eaten every day, but so is oil. Nothing tastes good without oil. For those who do heavy physical labor, the absence of oil stars in the stomach is even more difficult than working.
Peanut oil is expensive and not cost-effective, so most people will buy fat pork to squeeze oil, and the oil residue after squeezing the oil is still a delicious side dish. The ration of a few taels of meat in the monthly share of urban people is simply not enough.
This short sentence made Tie Zhu take a deep breath.
He said, "Brother Bai really dares to think about it!"
"Dare to think of a rocket without sitting on a bicycle?"
He Songbai's decision was fiercely opposed by Liang Tiezhu.
"Let's not talk about whether you are tired or not, let me ask you if you can find meat? The first time you entered the black market, you didn't know the rules. Can't you, I can't make you rich, it's okay to have a full meal. You want to sell meat, how many lives do you have?"
After the grain is collected, it can be sold, and what cannot be sold can be stored in the cellar. But raw meat is not good. From raising pigs to slaughtering to storage, every step is in the eye socket of the police, and the mobility is poor. If you don't check, who do you check? The pigs slaughtered on the same day have to sell the meat on the same day, and they will go rancid if there is no freezer for a long time.
He Songbai flicked the cigarette ash with his thumb, and said lightly, "It's only a life, but I dare to think about it."
He first went to sell the golden leaf in his pocket, and he picked up the remaining golden bean and looked at it, but in the end he was not willing to sell it. Under the bean, the word "Yuanjing" was engraved with a thin knife, which is the word of my grandfather. Grandma hid it in the bricks of the house instead of burying it deeply. She also has deep feelings for it.
He Songbai took the hot banknotes in his pocket and went to the store to buy the most expensive cigarettes. He tucked three cigarettes into his body and tightened his pants.
He carried Liang Tiezhu to a farmhouse somewhere in the countryside.
The author has something to say: Brother Bo: It's not easy to be a big brother who is in charge, and you want to make trouble
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