Li Laifu smoked a cigarette outside and put everything in a sack. He put the basket directly into the space. 120 kilograms of rice, plus 22 kilograms of meat. I'd better give him a kilogram of suet from Lao Biaozi. Fatty pigs are full of fat meat, and this pig is not going to be sold, so let’s just exchange it here and there.
He took another pig's lung, but he wouldn't eat it anyway, so give it to them. People in the capital only like this. Next time, take the pig's heart and liver back to Grandpa for a drink. It's best if it's braised. The only chefs he knows are idiots. Zhu, and I heard that Nan Yi is also a descendant of the imperial chef. Do you want to go find him? Walking to the door of the small courtyard with random thoughts.
The three people opened the door impatiently and placed the sacks in front of them. Li Laifu patted the ashes on his hands and said: "The rice and fat are here. You can divide them among yourself. This pig lung is for you. And For Lao Biaozi’s pound of suet, our deal is complete.”
Li Laifu sat on the side eating an apple, watching the three people divide the spoils. It would be best to fight. This is why he did not divide the spoils one by one. Who would think it was a big deal to watch the excitement?
The three of them each grabbed a handful of rice and looked at each other with satisfied smiles on their faces. When they picked up the pork, they all frowned. Li Laifu threw the meat directly on top of the rice, with a bunch of rice grains stuck to it. The three of them picked it up in a tacit understanding.
"Boy, can't you separate?" Old Biaozi muttered.
"You didn't give me a share of the money, so why should I give it to you?" Li Laifu said plausibly.
The three of them are considered seasoned ones, and this is the first time they heard such a shameless reason.
"Damn it, what you said..."
The old donkey head was in a good mood, and said to the old wilting man who was talking: "Pick it up quickly, he is just idle. The more you argue with him, the more energetic he will be."
Li Laifu cursed secretly in his heart, this wicked old donkey-head is really annoying for talking too much.
The three of them finished dividing the spoils, especially when they saw the big pig's lungs that the guy gave away, and they never mentioned the matter of picking up rice grains just now.
Old Biaozi gave a thumbs up and said, "Boy, be careful about your work."
Lao Wei even grinned from ear to ear and said, "The first time I met you, I knew you were an open-minded person who did great things."
The old donkey-head sighed and said, "Can't you two have a little face?"
"It's none of your business. Why are you everywhere? You're such a talkative person. I just like to hear them praise me," Li Laifu said, glaring at him.
"Lao Donkey, this guy is pretty good..."
The old donkey head cursed at the old wilting: "You are the most shameless. You two almost came to blows when we first met. How dare you mention this first meeting?"
"What's the point? Isn't it like this when making friends? If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other," the old wilt said nonchalantly.
The old donkey head said helplessly: "Good intentions are not rewarded. I am doing it for you two. That guy is as smart as a monkey. Do you think if you praise him a few times, he will give you something next time? I bet , that pig lung is something he doesn’t like to eat, so you ask him to give him a piece of pork liver to see, each of them is dozens of years old, making people look around. "
The old man looked at Li Laifu and asked, "Boy, are you really the kind of person he said?"
The old Biaozi said with a smile: "Boy, why don't you give me a piece and make that old guy angry to death."
Li Laifu glared and cursed: "I'm sending you away, sir. Two people fooled me last time, but this time three people came together as a group."
The three people laughed, and the old donkey head said with a smile: "Don't you think we don't know about your evil intentions? Don't you just want to see us fight? The three of us have been together for decades, and you are so petty Who can be deceived by your mind? When the three of us were fooling people in the north of the city, you were not even born yet."
The four people walked towards the door noisily.
Li Laifu and Lao Donutou walked out of the alley, while Lao Biaozi and Lao Wei walked towards the depths of the alley.
Li Laifu glanced at it with doubts in his eyes, while Old Donkey Tou said with a smile: "We have survived to this day just by being cautious. It is normal to bring one person to trade. The four of us went out together, and someone saw us and thought we were doing it." What a big business.”
Old Donkey Tou went to the wall to squat and wait for the market to open. Li Laifu went on patrol with a flashlight. He still liked to take the initiative.
Li Laifu was also secretly troubled. His predecessors all had a few brothers or were looking for ways to make a fortune when they were young. It would be nice for him to know a bunch of unscrupulous old men.
A group of people were eating apples and shining flashlights against the wall. They didn't care about their faces, but only looked at whether they had something in their hands. He was the only one who looked so immoral.
As his flashlight passed by, everyone else hid their things behind their backs. Those who came often knew who he was and what kind of virtue he was. He never acted according to the rules. If he liked it, he would walk over and follow Li Laifu's ideas. , What kind of rules does a bullshit black market have? The key is that we don’t know who made the rules.
Li Laifu cursed and walked to the north, squatting on the roadside smoking a cigarette. These old bastards all imitated him and saw his flashlight hiding things.
Finally, at the right time, he took a flashlight to shine on the things underground. After walking for a while, he saw an interesting thing, a porcelain pillow. He had watched a treasure appraisal show. This thing was quite interesting. I don’t know what the ancients did. Think about it, doesn’t this thing hurt your head? Li Laifu knelt down and asked, "How do you sell this pillow?"
The owner of the cargo is an old man in his fifties wearing a small felt hat.
The old man knocked his pipe pot on the curb and said: "Ten jins of rice or 30 jins of stick noodles."
Li Laifu now has a lot of good things, so he is not so anxious and said: "Say the lowest price, okay, we will exchange it, if not, we will see you later."
Li Laifu picked up the porcelain pillow and looked at it on the surface, but actually checked it with space to see if there were any flaws?
The two finally settled the deal for five kilograms of rice. Antiques these days are really cheap for Li Laifu. He can get 50 kilograms of rice just by ripening it.
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The three of them, Lao Donkey Tou, also set up a stall, and they were very happy. They hadn't seen so much meat and rice for a long time.
There was no business at first. The three of them gathered together and chatted. Old Biaozi asked: "Old donkey, what do you think this guy is? He is too capable. Not to mention the clean rice, but the pork." ? There aren’t many pieces of meat like that on a pig.”
"You have been like this all your life. You never keep your mouth shut. Ask what you should ask and don't pry about what you shouldn't. You don't even know this rule?"
Lao Biaozi said nonchalantly in a low voice: "Aren't it just the three of us? I'm just asking casually. I remember everything you said last time."
Lao Biaozi is not a good person, but he has a good attitude and doesn't get angry when he occasionally scolds others.
"Damn it, how come I've known you and wiped your butt for decades?" the old donkey head cursed.
