Zhao Fang was very happy tonight. She made a pot of bacon stewed with cabbage and also made Erhe noodle steamed buns.
It's not even bacon. After all, I didn't dare to dry the meat, so I marinated it in salt.
Zhao Fang kept talking to Li Chongwen, why did Grandma Liu praise her shoes for looking good?
While telling Li Chongwen to finish the meal, he quickly made the chicken stand, but the two hens didn't have a nest yet!
At around nine o'clock, Li Laifu was ready to go to the pigeon market, but another thing happened. He was not even ready to stay at home. Li Chongwen finished making the chicken rack. At around seven o'clock, as soon as it got dark, Zhao Fang put the chicken rack and the Two chickens moved to the kitchen? There were two snoring mythical beast brothers next to them, and there were two chickens in the kitchen separated by a wooden board above their heads. It was a full range of stereo sound with no blind spots... noisy... so noisy.
When I walked to the door of Dongzhi again, I was absolutely psychologically affected, and my legs unconsciously leaned to the right.
When he arrived outside the Pigeon City, Li Laifu observed the terrain. After all, he would need to change things soon.
The ticket seller kept watching, and came over as soon as Li Laifu appeared at the door of Pigeon Market.
When they arrived at the root of the tree, he said, "Little brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Li Laifu put a cigarette in his mouth, handed one to him and said, "Hurry up and get your things!"
"Okay!" The ticket seller opened the bag hanging around his neck.
Obviously they are all tied up, and each bundle is tied with string. This guy is quite careful.
The ticket seller said: "I have 50 kilograms of cotton coupons, 30 feet of cloth coupons, 60 Chinese cigarettes, 50 Class A liquor coupons, 80 Class B liquor coupons, 60 Class B cigarette coupons, and White Rabbit toffee." There are two kilograms of tickets, and ten kilograms of high-point tickets."
Li Laifu was counting more than 200 yuan in his heart.
The money was counted on the spot and the receipt was put away. Li Laifu asked for the flashlight ticket again.
After the large transaction was completed, Li Laifu was free and said, "Take out all the bills and I'll find some weird ones." There are still many weird bills these days, although they are not as high as the more than 600 kinds in the late 1960s. , but there are still 180 kinds.
I found ten kilograms of vegetable stamps and kerosene stamps. They were bought for my grandfather’s family. The old man and the old lady lit the kerosene lamp carefully every day. They also got the stamps for ten pairs of socks. This one is only two cents a piece. Give him that one. The stepmother Zhao Fang bought it. Zhao Fang has been married to Li Chongwen since he was six years old. She has not said a harsh word to him in ten years, let alone hit him. He has beaten her two children before, and this woman has never said a word about it. , it’s pretty good that the stepmother can do this. Thinking about the stepmother in those short videos in later generations, he is already very lucky. Logically speaking, he should be called Zhao Fang’s mom! In his last life, he was an orphan and never called him mom. In this life, his biological mother also died when he was five years old. He really couldn't call his mother, but aunt? Just be filial and filial like your own mother!
In the last life, I was envious of other people's families and relationships. In this life? He wants to enjoy family affection.
I asked for tickets for three more towels. I must have agreed when I got back that he would use one alone. In this day and age, the whole family uses one towel.
I also took ten fine salt stamps, a pair of rubber shoes, a pound of vermicelli, three towels, vegetable stamps, kerosene stamps, ten pairs of socks, and five pairs of large-headed yellow woolen cotton shoes. This kind of stamp is also called summer. , absolutely popular in winter, a flashlight ticket.
After buying the bills, we chatted for a while. In more than two hours, Li Laifu spent almost 300 yuan.
Now that Li Gang was about to leave, the ticket seller became anxious and said, "Little brother, little brother! You haven't given me a pumpkin yet."
"What other tickets do you have to exchange with me?" Li Laifu asked.
Li Laifu wanted to spend the money, so how could he still sell grain? What's the use of asking for so much money?
The vendor froze on the spot, cursing me for being careless.
The ticket seller looked distressed. He took out a small handkerchief from his jacket pocket and said, "I also have a radio ticket here. I originally wanted to use it for my family. Brother, can I use this to change my job?"
Li Gang rolled his eyes. If he was really 15 years old, he would really believe it. He said, "Are you using it at home? You put it in your coat pocket, and you think I'm being careless! Don't want a high price? Give me real money." .”
This guy has a decent character, is he a businessman? You have to be a little tricky.
The ticket seller originally wanted to sell Li Laifu another 50 yuan, but looked at Li Laifu's eyes and said, "Little brother, can you give me 40 yuan?"
Li Laifu nodded and said, "I'll give you four pumpkins."
The two of them happily went outside. Li Laifu found a tall grass patch, went in and moved four pumpkins out.
It’s past 12 o’clock now, and there’s not much to do in Pigeon Market, so I’m going to visit Guijie Street.
"Are you going home?" Li Laifu asked the ticket seller carrying four pumpkins.
"Yeah, little brother, are you okay?"
Li Laifu took out five yuan and said, "Sell me your flashlight."
The two parted ways at the intersection, and Li Laifu walked toward Dongzhimen.
When we walked to Guijie Street, everyone was shining with flashlights, but there were not that many people there. As soon as we entered the alley, we felt a gloomy wind. Several white lanterns were on, and there was a lantern every few doors above the bright coffins.
This street is just a little better, much quieter than Pigeon City. Without those noisy sounds, even if there is business? Also in a whisper.
He covered his face, turned on the flashlight and walked towards the first stall. As the flashlight lit up, Li Laifu saw clearly that this was an old man, smoking a pipe pot, with a white beard. He was not masked?
"Young man, is this your first time here?" the old man said.
Li Laifu was stunned for a moment. Anyway, he had nothing to do and just wanted to ask about the rules. Don't make such a big joke like Pigeon Market.
Li Laifu politely took out a cigarette and handed it over, and then asked: "Uncle, how did you know it was my first time here?"
The old man took the cigarette, glanced at it, and put his hands into his sleeves. Li Laifu knew that these old-fashioned clothes had pockets in their sleeves.
The old man continued to smoke his pipe and pot and said: "I see you are capable of causing trouble, so sit here! Can I tell you the rules of this street?"
The old man said slowly: "Why do I know it's your first time here? Because you violated a taboo on this street as soon as you came?"
"Uncle, you are at the first stall, and I came to you as soon as I arrived. What mistake did I make?"
"Because you shine a flashlight in my face as soon as you come here. This is the biggest taboo on this street," the old man said to Li Laifu with a smile.
Li Laifu sat on the small bench and asked: "Uncle, you are afraid of being recognized, why don't you cover your face?"
The old man said: "You silly boy came up to look at the seller's face. No one who really comes here often looks at the seller. Do I need to cover my face?"
Then the old man said mysteriously: "Besides, do you think the buyer doesn't look at the seller's face because he is afraid of recognizing him?"
