Li Laifu cursed all the way as he walked towards the Pigeon Market. He just wanted to comfort the old donkey head, but this wicked old man actually said it was none of your business? Can you still have fun playing?
Li Laifu, who was so angry with the old donkey, also forgot to take off his hood. He kept wearing his hood when he walked out of Guijie Street, especially since the direction he went to was Pigeon Market. There were always a few people walking out. When they saw him, they all hurried away as if they had seen a ghost. Yeah, they probably thought he was robbing him? Most people would cover their faces when they were almost at the pigeon market, but he was really quite perceptive all the way there.
They were almost there, and Li Laifu didn't take off his mask.
Li Laifu entered the pigeon market, and it was still the same as before. There was a person standing at the door collecting one penny. However, everyone who came in was looked at as if they were being checked by security. It was not the person collecting money, but the person waiting on the roadside. People who were shopping for food were swarmed around as long as they had bags on their backs.
Li Laifu's hands were empty. The people at the door were disappointed after seeing this, but no one happened to pay attention to him.
Li Laifu thought it was no longer busy inside, but it was even more lively inside, so he walked to the ticket seller.
South….
Li Laifu looked at him quietly, waiting for him to call out, and then greeted him and his whole family.
The ticket seller also came to his senses. This guy is not forgiving. "Little brother, have you not been here for a while?"
Li Laifu quietly took a breath and was ready to fight him, but this guy actually backed down.
Li Laifu handed him a cigarette and asked, "Why are there so many people today?"
The ticket seller put Li Laifu's good cigarettes in his ears and said: "The fields in the countryside have been planted, just waiting for the autumn harvest. There are many idle people. Many people have gone up the mountain to catch some pheasants and rabbits to exchange for some food. You didn't come just now." , and there are those selling wild boar meat.”
When Li Laifu heard about wild boar meat, he immediately asked: "How much does wild boar meat cost per pound now?"
The ticket seller took out his cigarette and lit it, then replied: "Now it costs three yuan a pound, and the stick noodles have risen to two yuan a pound. It is estimated that the price will increase even more in winter."
Li Laifu rolled his eyes, "There's something wrong with this guy. If I ask you about wild boar meat, you just say wild boar meat. You mention your sister's stick noodles."
Clearly feeling Li Laifu's eye roll, the ticket dealer smiled awkwardly.
Li Laifu stopped talking nonsense to him and asked, "What tickets do you have for me?"
The ticket seller took a few steps back, and the two of them reached the root of the tree and said: "Now there are only Class A cigarette tickets, Class A liquor tickets, Class B liquor tickets, bulk liquor tickets and Class C cigarette tickets. Now they are all collected." No more, those people in Chinese tunic suits are all fucking farmers exchanging pheasants for rabbits.”
This guy is obviously resentful. After all, his business has been reduced a lot. Li Laifu asked in confusion: "Don't these people all exchange for food? Why do they also exchange for cigarette and alcohol tickets?"
The ticket seller took a puff of cigarette and said: "The people squatting on the roadside are all honest farmers, and there are a group of people led by the village chief. They get together in large numbers and they don't just exchange food, alcohol tickets, and cigarette tickets. "
Li Laifu also understood that these days, the brave are exhausted and the timid are starved to death. No matter what era, there is always no shortage of those who are brave, relying on the mountains to eat, relying on the sea to eat the sea, the real suffering is in the plains, rats are all You ate fern roots.
There are still 20 Class A cigarette tickets, 20 Class A drinking tickets, and 20 Class B drinking tickets.
After getting the sixty tickets, Li Laifu asked: "By the way, there are also White Rabbit toffee tickets and candy bar tickets. Do you have any?"
The ticket seller immediately nodded and said: "Yes, yes, this thing is not affordable for ordinary people, so there are still such tickets."
The ticket seller rummaged through the cloth pocket on his chest and said, "Little brother, please click on the tickets for five pounds of White Rabbit toffee and three pounds of candy bars."
Li Laifu took the candy coupons and asked: "Take out the cotton coupons and cloth coupons. I will take as much as you have."
This time the ticket seller learned the lesson, waved his hands and said: "Little brother, I still have 20 pounds of cotton tickets and 20 feet of cloth tickets, but do you understand?"
Li Laifu smiled and patted his shoulder and said nonchalantly: "You are actually a top student!"
The ticket seller is also a businessman and he is smiling. It is estimated that his son may not be much younger than Li Laifu.
In addition, Li Laifu is generous and not stingy. He curses every time he buys something, but never bargains. He doesn't hate this stupid boy either.
Li Laifu readily gave 42 yuan and said: "20 kilograms of cotton coupons are 30 yuan, cloth coupons are 16 yuan, and I will give you 4 pumpkins for 46 yuan."
"Okay, little brother, that's cool!" the ticket seller said, flattering him.
The ticket seller suddenly looked serious and whispered: "Little brother, it's better not to put the gun in your schoolbag on your waist in the future. It will be more convenient to take it. People are going crazy with hunger now, and all the gun sellers in the black market are... I was informed not to sell it anymore.”
Li Laifu was stunned for a moment. His gun could appear in his hand at any time in space. Why would he put it in his bag?
He touched his school bag and then remembered that there was a lunch box inside. He had eaten a few bites of dinner, but Old Donkey Tou snatched it away. There was also a complete box in the bag. Old Donkey Tou was so angry that he forgot to eat.
The ticket seller probably saw the bulge in his schoolbag and thought it contained a pistol, which is also a must-have for visiting the pigeon market.
It's okay not to mention it, but Li Laifu's stomach immediately growled when he mentioned it. From afternoon to now, it's past four o'clock in the evening, and he still hasn't eaten?
The two of them were right under the tree. Li Laifu picked up two branches and took out a folding knife to make chopsticks.
The ticket seller looked at Li Laifu's behavior and asked kindly: "Little brother, do you want to go to the big size? I have paper here, no need to sharpen the stick."
Li Laifu scolded without raising his head: "Get out of the way, you just scratched it with a stick."
At first, Li Laifu felt a little embarrassed to eat in front of him, so he thought about sharing some with him? Now I can only pester him. Whoever gave him such a rich imagination deserves his misfortune.
The ticket seller was also stunned by the scolding, but he also wanted to see what Li Laifu was doing?
After making chopsticks, I walked a few steps back and reached the very edge before sitting on the stone, opening my lunch box and eating my meal.
The ticket seller came over and saw Li Laifu eating white rice and meat. He took a few breaths and swallowed. He wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Why did he carry his schoolbag?
After only two or three bites, I couldn't eat any more. Five or six children gathered around, all with runny noses and dirty bodies. Li Laifu chewed a mouthful of rice and they swallowed.
As a person from later generations, he really couldn't eat while being watched by these kids.
The ticket seller said with a look of gloating: "Little brother, you'd better put the food away. We're done with the transaction. Let's go home and have a good meal."
Li Laifu put the lunch box in the ticket seller's hand and said, "Help me take it."
