At three o'clock in the morning, Li Weidong got up the same time as Zhou Papi.
Wear a thick cotton-padded jacket, a cotton mask, and a ragged felt hat.
Of course, lime is also essential.
It was dark outside and the cold wind was raging.
Li Weidong rode his bicycle toward the nearest pigeon market along the dim lights.
Today he is going to buy some tickets and inspect the market.
——You are getting married soon, so you should buy some big items.
In order not to irritate people's eyes, the furniture does not need to be replaced, and the house does not need to be decorated. Bicycles and sewing machines are indispensable.
As for the character design of the "poor households", Li Weidong has already thought about it clearly. There is also the old Yu family.
Lao Yu's family is considered a prosperous family, with only two daughters.
The old couple feels sorry for their eldest daughter, so it makes sense for them to spend more time with her and give her a dowry.
The soft rice is so delicious, whoever eats it knows.
As for safety issues, yesterday through Section Chief Zhang, he knew that it was unlikely that the police station would rush into the pigeon market.
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There was still silence in Pigeon City, with people walking quietly.
Since you come to the pigeon market, you can’t leave empty-handed.
If you have money on hand, spend it wisely.
Soon I bought a big rooster, an old hen, five pounds of eggs, and a big carp weighing seven or eight pounds...
Fish are not sold at high prices these days, and a big one costs only 80 cents, which is perfect for making pickled fish.
After wandering around and spending more than four yuan, Li Weidong started to get down to business and walked quietly towards the corner.
In the corner, four or five people wrapped in rice dumplings squatted in the cold wind.
The strange thing is that there is nothing on the newspaper spread out in front of them, and they all still have a black leather bag in their arms.
These people are the so-called ticket sellers.
Ticket sellers are a high-risk profession. Not only do they need to guard against money snatchers, they are also a thorn in the side of the police comrades.
Therefore, you can’t do it without courage and brains.
In the era of planned economy, tickets were required to purchase anything.
It can be said that tickets, like air and water, have become a part of life.
Without it, you can't move forward.
Therefore, the business of ticket sellers is quite good.
In just a short while, seven or eight people bought tickets from the ticket seller.
Li Weidong observed for a while, clutched the lime bag in his trouser pocket, and walked towards a fat man.
The fat man was not as tightly wrapped as others. His hair was slightly curly. He wore a brand new fur coat on his upper body, a pair of small black twill overalls on his lower body, and large shiny leather shoes on his feet.
With this slutty outfit, you can't afford it for less than fifty yuan.
A total of eight people bought tickets just now, and six of them bought them from the fat man.
Two of them even seemed to know the fat man and greeted him affectionately.
All this shows that this fat man has a good reputation in the pigeon market.
Besides, what bad intentions can a fat man have?
The fat man had just sent away a customer. When he saw Li Weidong coming forward, he didn't care and asked in a low voice out of habit.
"What do you want?"
"Bicycle tickets, sewing tickets, watch tickets, by the way, two watch tickets, and if you have cloth tickets, a few." Li Weidong reported the number.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, his two small eyes wandering around, looking up and down at Li Weidong.
The cotton-padded jacket this kid was wearing was fairly clean, but the bottom edge was already worn white, and he didn't look like a rich man.
"Brother, you seem to want a bit too much, don't you?"
"Haha, are restaurant owners afraid of pot-bellied men? You don't have that many tickets, right?" Li Weidong urged impatiently. It's so dark here that it's weird to see people.
"Young man, Fatty Yu has eaten enough today. Come to my place, Wang Laoliu's tickets are cheap." The two ticket sellers nearby saw the stalemate between the two and shouted in this direction.
The fat man was not a good person, so he immediately turned his head and retorted: "Stop yelling, they want to distribute tickets, do you have any?"
The ticket sellers immediately shrank their necks, became silent, and squatted back again.
The Chinese New Year is just a few months away, and no matter how difficult it is, families are trying their best to buy new clothes for their children.
Cloth tickets are in short supply in the pigeon market.
That is to say, Fatty Yu grew up in an alley and had many brothers and friends who were active and active, so he could get some.
This is a big business. If it can be done, you can make at least two dollars.
Fatty Yu was also moved. He sniffed and seemed to find nothing unusual. Then he said slowly: "Yes, yes, but you want too much. I carry so many tickets with me. When I meet the policeman, Isn’t it clear that the explanation is unclear?”
This explanation is quite reasonable. The ticket dealer was caught and convicted based on the value of the tickets.
Generally, experienced ticket sellers will carry a few tickets of various kinds, but the total will not exceed ten yuan.
Even if you are caught, the amount involved is small, and the police comrades will give you a lenient sentence.
The ticket dealer just treated him as a friend and lost all his business in a few days.
"Forget it if you don't have it! I won't buy it today." Li Weidong became wary, turned around and wanted to walk out of the pigeon market.
"Don't worry, buddy, if you can trust me, just wait until I go back to get it." Fatty Yu stumbled forward and stood in front of him.
——This is a big customer, we can’t let him go.
Li Weidong frowned and said nothing.
Doesn't this guy want to take the opportunity to report and merit merit?
Taking advantage of the opportunity to get the tickets when I got home, I turned around and ran into the police station and sold the person who bought the tickets.
Seeing his suspicious gaze, the fat man quickly patted his chest and assured:
"Go and find out. My reputation in this pigeon market is as good as one in the world. Besides, cloth tickets are in short supply. I dare say I am the only one in the pigeon market around here who has stock."
"Let's do this. You go ahead and I'll go get it with you." As long as he doesn't report it, Li Weidong is not afraid of his tricks.
Although I didn't learn any serious martial arts from the old martial arts master in Huling, I also learned a weird stick method called "Dazao stick method".
As long as he has a stick in his hand, three or five people can't get close to him.
Besides, I just need to find an agent in the pigeon market.
If you contact the ticket seller a few more times, you don't have to worry about selecting him if he is reliable.
Fatty Yu hesitated for a while, as if weighing the risk, and finally nodded.
There is no way, he is really short of money these days.
Besides, if the ticket dealer doesn't have the guts to take risks, he might as well sleep at home.
"Okay, you follow me."
Li Weidong followed Fatty Yu on his bicycle, twisting and turning in the alley, and came to a courtyard with a single courtyard.
"You wait at the door, I'll be back as soon as I can."
Fatty Yu said hello, quietly opened the door, slipped into the yard, and then closed it gently.
He looks like a thief who steals someone's life.
Li Weidong looked around and found nothing unusual. He listened for a moment and found silence in the alley.
He didn't wait at the door, but took a few steps forward and came to the corner.
I found a place with leeward wind, squatted down, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.
In the flickering firelight, he was highly focused.
Therefore, when the sound of the door shaft rubbing against the bluestone was heard in the distance, he reacted immediately.
He put out his cigarette butt and threw it to the ground. He hid in the corner and looked towards the entrance of the courtyard.
With the bright moonlight, you can see a dark figure coming out of the yard with hands behind its back.
It's a bit far away so I can't see it clearly.
But everyone is sleeping now, and it must be Fatty Yu.
Fatty does things very quickly!
Li Weidong was about to go out to say hello, but found that the black shadow did not stop, but walked straight towards the street.
Damn, are you kidding me? Where are the tickets you promised?
Li Weidong's violent temper could no longer be tolerated.
He picked up the wooden stick on the side of the road, chased after him, grabbed the opponent's collar, and said, "Where are the tickets?"
"Tickets?" The other party was also confused and trembled with fright, "What tickets?"
As soon as the other party spoke, Li Weidong realized that he had made a mistake.
Fatty Yu is a young man, in his twenties, but his voice is in his forties or fifties, and his body is thin.
Shining the flashlight in the other person's face, he suddenly gasped in shock.
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